This afternoon I had the joy of calling the director of another orphanage we visited last week. Their building was destroyed (whose wasn’t?) and they’ve been loaned an unused chicken coop where their children are now sleeping. Unfortunately, almost 20 of the children were still sleeping on the dirt floor of the coop when our team went to assess the situation. As soon as they returned we made one of the easier decisions we’ve had to make. “Use every piece of scrap wood we have and make 4 bunk beds to get these kids off the dirty chicken coop floor!” (Each bed will hold 3 children sleeping across...not length-wise). Most orphanages and schools have many “visits”, lots of promises, few who return. So what a joy to call the director this afternoon, introduce myself (“Yes, we’re the green-shirts!”) and tell him that the 4 bunk-beds were being build as we spoke and asked his permission to deliver them on Tuesday. Imagine MY joy at hearing him yell back in my ear: “Yes, Yes, oh yes, please come. I’ll be there and...and thank you...thank you...God bless you… thank you...thank you again.”