Working on Sundays was one of the hardest things to get used
to being in China .
It seemed very much like any other day. It was actually hard to realize that it
was even Sunday at all, because I lost track of the days somewhere along the
line.
In the evening after our classes were over, we divided
ourselves into four groups and met in some of our hotel rooms for a little time
of reading Scripture, praying, and sharing testimonies. That made it seem a
little more like Sunday, but it definitely wasn’t like church.
One of the notable things about this day was that it snowed!
It started to fall while we were at the elementary school, and the kids were so
excited! It snows only about once a year there in Pinghu, and it might not even
accumulate. This one stuck to the ground and accumulated about half an inch, so
it was a big deal. All the kids were thrilled, making snowballs and running
around and catching it on their tongues. If I had that day to do over again, I
would definitely not have had the kids come back in to sit in the classroom. I
would have taken them all outside, letting them play in the snow, teaching them
words like “snow,” “snowman,” “ice,” “cold,” and so on.
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