Day #265: Kameelputs, SA: Mercy from the Storm

It's been storming all day and I love it! I needed the break in weather. This morning was unbearable, so I thank God for His mercy, for this cool rain, for the safety from the raging storm outside.

Dale called last night. What a blessing. I always stall for something else to say, something to buy us time, something to keep his voice wrapped in conversation with mine. He is still hoping to visit for a month in March. We are staying optimistic about the possibility, faithful to the idea.

I am getting mail tomorrow. I am so anxious. Isn't it a shame what I live for? I say, whatever gets me through. I'm in a random mood. Just woke from a peace-filled nap and my mind is still disoriented. I hate that-the part where I must surrender to my reality. This is my life. I must live it well. I must live richly.

The most beautiful sunset ever tonight. Simply breathtaking!

Day #264: Kameelputs, SA: Promise

I am sitting with a pretty little girl whose name means Promise. How beautiful. It is hot and I am tired as a direct result. I need to get my butt to Etebare, but Tshepiso is such a serious artist. I'd hate to interrupt her.

What a pleasant day! Lucky even served me cake and ice cream. What dollbabies I'm surrounded with. I am so damn blessed. It amazes me everyday.

Nothing to report. This week makes seven months at site. Wow-I've achieved nothing. In God's time, this will all fall into place. It's His promise. He hasn't forgotten me. He always keeps His word. I feel grateful for everything I receive. Even the challenges are blessings...lessons to live by.

Absence of Fear
"There is this hunger,
this restlessness inside of me
that knows that you're no stranger,
you're my gravity." ~Jewel

Day #263: Kameelputs, SA: Random Thoughts

Parents Day was today and I'm happy to say that it was indeed a success. I did just fine. Poppie, a good friend and teacher, says I'm intelligent. What a compliment! She is so cool.

It was a productive day. I somewhat tidied up. I'm giving a lot of crap away, which at first was hard to part with, but kind of fun after I got the hang of it. I hope it's like this when I head home and must part with it all. Something tells me it won't be so easy. We'll see.

I feel bad. The girls of Etebare came at five o'clock and I was in here, isolating myself from the world. Go figure. I really should open this door more open. Let that fresh air bring with it whatever follows its lead. My mind is going in too many random directions. I need to calm down and go to bed, in that order.

Day #262: Kameelputs, SA: Gratitude

I am sitting naked on my unmade bed, feeling the fan blow on my hot skin, eating Mentos, and thinking of Dale's intentions to head to Alaska, the final destination of a round trip adventure. Anything to avoid the thoughts of heat and discomfort that cloud my head.

It is thundering in the distance, has been for days, and I'm praying for rain. The kind that seeps into my pores. The kind that dries my sweat. The kind that puts me to sleep in peace and cleanses my spirit. Instead, I close my eyes and think of home, of my family and friends, just arriving to work, of the promise of cool autumn night under the blankets and stars.

Thank you, Jesus, for good tidings, for the memory and energy to play children games, for the sun that warms me, the wind that cools me, and the story that unfolds in the pages of an enchanting book. My life in your hands.

p.s. What a fun day of Red Rover!