Jisas i stap long yu

I know a trillion church sing sings (conservative estimate). Here is one that the kids sing very frequently at my school, to give you an idea: 

Jisas i stap long yu
Jisas i stap long mi
Jisas i stap long yumi evriwan x 2

O o o therefore
We shall be one
Love one another
As he loves us, he loves us x2 

They have these gestures that go with it. When they say 'Jesus is in you' they point away. 'Jesus is in me', they point to themselves, and 'Jesus is in all of us' they make a circle. Then for the second part, they wrap their arms around each others' waists and sway. It's pretty top.

Good Friday with Jennifer

I just like this photo. Jennifer's like my ... cousin? Man I don't even know. She has the same father as my little half sister who was carried out from Vila. (Asina isn't really adopted -- or maybe she is, I kind of don't know. I thought she was staying forever, but maybe she might go back? But then she's like six or seven and I think she might have said that just because she misses her dad.)

But Jennifer's really cool. I need to remember to develop a bunch of pictures for everyone, and I think I'm going to give her a copy of this one. I just really like it.

In the back is the cross the Presbyterians burned for Good Friday. It's supposed to symbolize how Christ burns away your sins. We threw in pieces of wood and coconut husks to show how the cross burned them all away ... It was really sweet. Obviously in the States this has a different context, but this is Vanuatu, you know?

My little bro @ Jesus, Palm Sunday 2013

Morris as Jesus for Palm Sunday. He's riding in on a donkey (Jaylene) to Jerusalem, whereupon the other children will sing Hosanna. It was pretty adorable, can't lie to you. He's a great kid.

Langwij, langwij, oooooo langwij

Frustrating reality: Trying to look as though I'm quietly amusing myself while everyone else is talking in language all the time. In church, I have a good excuse now--I read the Bible, and I'm considering downloading some Bible Study so I can slow this process down a few months--but at meals? I know that some mamas who don't know me too well in the village think that I speak fluent language (lolz wut) but those who know me know I can talk about food, where I came from, and what children should run off and do. SIGH.

Me, Jennifer, Elyse, Nerry--Palm Sunday 2013

Please note the lovely outfits!

A lot of churches in Vanuatu choose colors and make church uniforms for their members. At New Covenant, where my papa is a pastor, the colors are purple and yellow.