Not my plan

I was only in the office two days this week. I didn’t have it planned that way but thankfully God knew better, and he knew I needed a break. I went for a meeting on Monday morning and expected to be back in the office by 1pm. However, the weather had a different plan and it POURED for what seemed like forever and then even started to hail. Now when I saw pour it isn’t an exaggeration it literally was like the sky just parted and buckets of water came down. I was stuck at my meeting location until 3pm. By the time I got back home (through flooding, mud and downed power lines) I had just enough time to eat some lunch and get ready for the running club. Weather may delay public transport but it can’t hold a runner back J And luckily when we made it to the other side of town Monday night it wasn’t nearly as muddy as I expected. Apparently Mutundwe had received all the rain and town was fairly dry.

Tuesday we didn’t have power in the office so I used the time instead to hang out up at the kids home. I tried to skip rope with some of the older girls and quickly realized jumping up and down was way more tiring than I had remembered. I feel old on days like this. So I instead took a group of lazier ones with me inside the dining hall and we colored in a coloring book. Then we played the game…hang on aunty…this one isn’t as much fun as some of the others but it was nice to spend time with the kids in the middle of the day.

Wednesday was my day off (not that I needed one) and I went to the gym in the morning and then to town to pick up two packages from the post office – thanks Sarah/Lise and Mom and Dad. I spent the afternoon reading People Magazine and trying on some new tank tops that were sent in the packages. Nothing like a brand new colorful shirt to make you feel pretty J I don’t think I have taken off the red tank top since I got it. I feel like one of those kids who drags their blankie around with them everywhere they go. I’m not ashamed.

I knew last week I was feeling a bit stressed and even a little bitter and I couldn’t put my finger on it…but after the three days out of the office I came to work on Thursday so refreshed and happy and just ready to work. I may have not seen it but God knew I needed a break. I am so thankful for the power being out and for the rain and everything else that kept me away from the office this week.

Thursday morning I was woke up at 6am to the sound of my roommate calling my name. I was a bit thrown off at first and was trying to call back her name to see where she was (there was no power and it was dark in the house). She was really sick and was saying she might pass out. So we called for a private hire and went to an international 24/7 clinic in town. She has some sort of bacterial infection but is on meds now and doing better. You can pray for her full recovery and protection from any other sickness. I felt this sense of relief that I knew what to do in an emergency(ish) situation. I even had the number of the clinic in my phone from looking it up last week online thinking I never knew when I might need it. Clearly all in God’s timing.

Today we are playing Ultimate Frisbee again with the kids. They are really picking up the game and enjoying it. And I’m not going to lie, I like it too. I get to run around outside playing Frisbee at 2:30 every Friday as part of my job. Now if only I were getting paid to do this it could quite possibly be the most perfect job ever.

Another highlight from the week: One of my favorite guys came home from school this week. He is one of the young boys Rita is fostering and he is so much fun to have around the compound. He is really into music and is going to teach me and Kayla how to be DJs. I am sure this will go over real well.

God really does have the perfect timing. I know we can say that alot without meaning it but I have seen it multiple times this week when his timing was way more effective than what I had planned. I am thankful that he loves us all so personally in that he plans the details of each of our lives.