Rain

It now has been raining for 21 hours non-stop. Now, for Portland, that is nothing abnormal and infact, when I woke up this morning, I'm quite sure I thought I was in the great NW, but rain here is a very different story.
It all began last night around 4:30. We had decided to cancel our english class early because only 7 out of our 20 students had showed up and dark clouds moved in threateningly overhead. The wind whipped around us as we began our 1/2 mile trek home. We thought if we walked quickly we might make it home before the storm, but to our dismay, a torrential downpour began pelting us before we were even a 1/4 of the way home. we started running, thinking that it might help our efforts of keeping us and our phones and Bibles dry, but to no avail. Within 60 seconds we were soaked to the bone and slowed our blind run to a chipper walk through the rain. Ususally these rains last no longer than an hour or so, then the sun comes and burns the clouds away and the rivers of rain water are dried up by the next day. This rain however has been quite a different story.
Last night we decided to skip dinner and dine on crackers instead of venture through the storm for a mile to the Pastor's house, figuring that things would clear up by this morning. But alas, we woke up to the greyest, coolest day I have yet beheld in Haiti. It was so Portland-esque that I put on a light weith sweater for the first time on our trip. Strangely enough though, ther rain of this morning is not a down-pour, but rather it is just a constant, rain. We decided that breakfast also was not worth the drenching muddiness that the trek to the Pastor's house would have ensured, so we asked the hotel for bread and coffee. They were out of coffee, so they gave us hot tea. I had never had Haitian hot tea. It was the strangest thing I have ever tasted. It was very dark, like coffee and had a pinkish hue. It was so thick with sugar and spice that I almost felt as if I was drinking a strange Haitian pastry. For lunch, the pastor and one of the girls from the house brought us lunch. I was delighted to see that they had resurrected the church pickup to venture out in. It has not been working since we have been here, and they were trying to fix it yesterday. Praise the Lord they got it running enough to not have to walk through the haze of rain and clouds just to bring us food.
I feel so blessed. God is SO good to Kristin and I. We are not wet. We have more than enough options for food, and He has given us a day of gracious rest in which we god to spend time in his presence, undistracted, and we cleaned our room :)