Yesterday I went literally shopping for bricks with Pastor Shay and a church brother.
A large section of our church wall has fallen down due to aging and
heavy rainfall,.
So we have to fortify ourselves again.
A group of trustworthy workers are available '
we are arranging our supply of sand , bricks and cement.
We cannot afford a contractor, so we are doing
all the extra groundwork, and its taking
a long time.
This is a truck load of sand.
Sheeba admiring it, or maybe
we passed a road repaving crew.
These are the un-baked bricks formed
with mud quarried from the surrounding area.
I saw some young children making the bricks. Its illegal
to employ children. But poverty forces people to do this.
There were blocks of bricks everywhere.
They had Grade A,B &C.
We want the top quality A grade bricks although they are the most expensive,
they are meant to last.
Pastor Shay examined the bricks.
These are the un-baked bricks formed
with mud quarried from the surrounding area.
I saw some young children making the bricks. Its illegal
to employ children. But poverty forces people to do this.
There were blocks of bricks everywhere.
They had Grade A,B &C.
We want the top quality A grade bricks although they are the most expensive,
they are meant to last.
Pastor Shay examined the bricks.
He had just finished a dust bath,
kicking up quite a dust storm.
mud or bricks.
No fuel needed.They are grazing on scrub grass.
They are not allowed in the city.
This is the coal generated oven chimney.
The entrance of the kiln.
This door was open.
Could have baked my apple pie in there.
Could have baked my apple pie in there.
they keep a low profile.
But the kiln workers are underpaid.
These are they shabby huts.
They should have been in school, but they were not.
I asked them about school and the eldest gave
me some kind of an evasive answer.
The kiln owner drives around in a nice SUV.
Bricks stacked at the side
a different kind of oven.
The quality of their bricks were better, but
costlier.
Bricks stacked at the side
the coal which is used as fuel.
Couldn 't help thinking of how
we are like clay in the hands of the Master Potter.
God forms each one of us uniquely and then
to mature us places us in the fiery furnace sometimes'
The blast of trials strengthens our faith,
and we can be used as the building blocks of God.
the fiery trial of Sadrach, Meshach anbd Abednego
in the book of Daniel.
This a shop with quilts, mattresses and plastic ware
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