Peter is really enjoying getting to know us at deeper levels.  We've known him for years and years, but this is different.  Since arriving at Shiloh he has discovered that we have been helping out his nieces (who are also Dorothy's) which simply blows his mind.  He declared that "missionaries don't know we have nieces and they don't care."  But here we are, helping them out repeatedly.  And today at breakfast he learned that we are the lowest supported missionaries around.  He couldn't believe it.  He asked about our savings for retirement and we told him we didn't have any.  But what are we going to do when we retire?  I asked him if God would be dead at that time?  We've been busy laying up treasure in Heaven and we expect Him to keep right on taking care of us.  He said that other missionaries are wise in planning for the future.  We told him that true wisdom is putting our treasure where moth and rust cannot corrupt and where thieves don't break in and steal.  He's deeply moved.  He does not know what to think of this.

Dorothy is loving having her big brother at Shiloh.  He's very intellectual.  Has his doctorate.  She's very down to earth and ordinary. But they love each other dearly.  They are in the library at this moment talking up a storm in their tribal language.