Prayers for my little town in the Dominican. The rain just won't stop! Our mission house is flooded, our street kids are soaked, and our village families are loosing what few items they have to call their own. Rain in the Dominican doesn't mean fancy rain boots, curling up with your favorite tv show on Netflix, and a cup of coffee. Rain in the Dominican means pure panic and distress. Sickness happens....and medication cannot be bought to cure it because no work is able to be done. The dirt floors and alleys become sinking mud holes and the hole covered roofs begin to sink in from so much water. Prayers for all of my kids and families and that tomorrow is the brightest sunshiny day ever! #missionaryatheart
So Much Rain!
