Well, it's Saturday about 3:45 in the afternoon. We leave at 4:30 in the morning, about 12 hours from now, and already are talking of returning. The weather for the last few days has been very hot... 40 degrees Celsius, or about 104 degrees Fahrenheit. Whew! Add to that the humidity and it is tough for these Central Coasters!
Alban love

s to drive - I'm so glad, because he again chauffered us back to Tirana yesterday. What a wonderful time we had at the Pashos, but understand that Daniel was in the hospital this morning. Please continue to pray. When we left, it looked like the worst was over, but now we are concerned that it may not yet be over. So, we have been praying for them, and have yet to hear more news. Please keep them in your prayers.
Last evening we enjoyed a wonderful meal with Pellumb and Elli and their two children. Joni, their five year old son, aspires to be an artist and showed me his portfolio. He carefully explained everything about the drawings - in Albanian. But, what a sweet and quiet spirit he had last night. Estella, their 13 month old daughter, was easily entertained by passing a pamphlet back and forth between her

mother and me. All the while, we "solved the problems of the world," sharing our differing visions for evangelism.
This morning we had the first opportunity to present our quilt to unbelievers, and what a blessing it was. As you know, our purpose has been to equip the church with a tool for evangelism, so we have limited the meetings to believers (although a few unbelievers have slipped in). But, today we were asked to give our witness. So, we discussed quilting,

the unique aspects of American quilting and then the story told by the quilt we brought. Most of the group were from the orphanage, and have been mentored by Genta, Flori's wife, for some time. Even so, there were a few adults who apparently have not accepted God's wonderful gift. So, we discussed the blocks, the stories behind them, then worked on the first block - creation. While Genta (and others) were preparing lunch, we "reviewed" the story represented by the quilt, I gave my testimony, and asked who had accepted Jesus' gift. It was a wonderful moment for me as the girls almost universally raised their hands. There is so much more to loving those orphans, but perhaps we have played a small part for them. Plus.... one of the adults Genta had invited

expressly to hear the Gospel message asked her if she could go to church with her. Oh, that God would be so kind as to harvest another. At any rate, we finished telling them that the stars in the cornerstone fabric (between the blocks) were believers, joined together by the blood represented by the red fabric in the sashing (I'll show a block, its the red and black fabric between the blocks), and even though I was returning to America, we would be joined in the same family.
Tomorrow, hopefully on the plane, I'll try to organize my memories of this whirlwind trip, but I believe we have met with well over 100 women, and shared our vision with leaders from the church, missionaries to various parts of the Albanian world (including Macedonia), and Christian workers in prison ministries and to unwed mothers. It is our hope and prayer, and I hope you will join us, that this quest will bear fruit; that we will be in a position to support from the US, and that if God wishes, we will return again to these wonderful people. So, this will be our last post from Albania. But, we will be so happy to share this adventure with you after we return.