BERMUDA
It was our first year of marriage that Bill’s
parents, Dr. Philip and Margaret Hust invited Bill and I to join them for a
week in Bermuda. We were living in Ft.
Lauderdale, Florida, and there were daily flights to this lovely paradise
island. We were most fortunate as the flight was only an hour, and we walked
down the steps of the plane the sun was shining, and the taxi driver was waving
his welcome sign. We met people from all
over the world. A driver had been
arranged to drive us all over the island.
We enjoyed the calypso music everywhere we stopped to eat. We were able to watch a lot of cricket;
Bermuda has a top notch cricket team.
The food was great. We tasted the
Hoppin’ John casserole made of papaya, rice, and peas. We had hash for dinner one night made from
shark meat. I especially liked their
sweet potato pudding that was made with orange juice. Bill and I took long
walks while his parents had an afternoon nap. It was like we were on a
honeymoon even though we were the guests of his parents. I met and talked with a couple of ladies in
their colorful maid uniforms that were sitting outside the kitchen door during
their break and I had the opportunity to share with them about when I accepted
Jesus as my Savior.
Please pray for those living in Bermuda.
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