One evening the sister missionaries, Hermana Weller and Hermana Kelshaw, called us and asked if they could have a ride over to the church. "Sure," we said and arranged to meet them. However, when we arrived at the agreed to street, the water was literally up to the running boards on the truck. We couldn't go any further and called the sisters. "That's OK" they said, "We can see your headlights. Just stay put and we'll come to you." So they walked down the street to us and hopped in the truck. They waded through about 2 1/2 feet of water. Now that's what I call devotion!
Another night, we took one of the sisters, to the hospital to get some blood tests done. She had dengue, which is a disease caused by a family of viruses that are transmitted by mosquitoes. It is something that we take very seriously here in the Dominican Republic and treat the symptoms as soon as possible. (Usually the missionaries are down with this for 1-2 weeks.) The good news is that she recovered in one week and is healthy and strong.)
However, while we were in the hospital, a huge rainstorm came through. The lightning flashed and immediately the thunder cracked. It was so loud that I thought the building had been hit. The power went out in the hospital for only about a minute, but I was glad no one was drawing my blood when the thunder cracked and the power went out!