Thanks for the shout outs. Although my brother compared me to Mother Teresa- I am far from it. Just for the record.
My duties are helping in the office. Right now the head lady is out of the country and the other girl just left to return to the US. So it's just Emilie (Amelia). In the morning at 6 i help in the Big Girls Yard with the 4 houses down there. Making sure their homes are clean, Circle time- morning devotion, and then breakfast. Walk to school then the reverse at lunch. And in the evening (3:30) dinner and then cleaning the dining room. Tuesday nights I am supposed to supervise the "yard" til the night lady comes at 6.
I have only been assigned to the big girls for a week today. And I have struggled with getting up and walking down to the yard with excitement/joy/optimism. It is so hard to remember their names- there are like 80+ although not all of them eat with us during the week because they help with other kids and stuff. But thankfully each day I obediently walk down to the yard God shows up. (Of COURSE He does! Duh). But in a "Hey. I do love you. Why dontcha remember that for about 5 minutes? Gimme a little credit" Today I was reminded of how God just loves on me special- a call from a friend. Texts. Your comments and emails. I would love to say that I can do this with just the Lord and I don't need to rely on other things…but they sure do help. Time and again people and situations remind me of His sureity. (I probably made that word up. And I know I misspelled it)
I love Jeremiah 23:39- God's word is like a fire. A hammer to a rock. Yes. some days my head and possibly my heart is like a rock. Grateful for God's word that is a hammer. (reminds me of that line in a Bugs Life- "this is a seed". no it looks like a rock. "no it's a seed"…..my head is a rock)
Please don't be worried about me if this sounds a little pessimistic. I think it is just the hump. Typically I am about on my way home from a trip at this point. Ready for the trappings of America that are the good. haha But I feel continually I am here for purposes I cannot fully understand. But I don't for a second think that I should return home. Returning home seems very foreign to me just thinking about it.
So. In summary. God is good. He is great. Faithful. True. Trustworthy. Gracefull. And a lot of other things that I cannot put into words.
And just so you know…there are a lot of ants here. And I continually feel like at least one of them has crept into my shorts/pants at any point in time. Yes. Ants in my pants. Like right now. Bout to drive me bazonkers.
Love yall. Keep the prayers coming.
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