I’m still in Grand Goave. I was getting frustrated, but was singing the song “my god, my father” by red letter last night and just kept repeating “thy will be done.”
I’ll get to Jacmel when it is time. And I’ll get everything else done when the time comes. God is in control, if I needed the license plate as bad in his eyes and I do in my eyes, then I would have it by now.
As for the storm, it was a major disappointment. We got rain for maybe half an hour, and not even strong gusts of wind.
To be honest, I was hoping to at least get a good storm out of it. Guess not.