Its really no fun being sick in a foreign country with little personal space. I was sick starting Saturday evening after dinner until this morning. I’m still not feeling great but a lot better than I was yesterday. Thankfully, the wonderful Lisa allowed me to occupy her room yesterday so I could get sleep and recooperate. There has been a stomach flu nastiness that has now gotten probably 5 or 6 of us. Pray that we are restored to health quickly and that it won’t spread to more of the team!
Before I got sick on Saturday, a group of us took a walk down our street. We have been turning left out of our compound and walking towards town but this time we went right, which is basically just the start of a long dirt road. We were talking an evening walk because during the day it is so hot (some say 95-100 degrees) and we don’t want to bear the heat much more than necessary. So we take some walks in the evenings. Well, we also make sure to be in by dusk because it is just not safe after that. While we were on our way back, we heard about 10 little voices yelling, “How are YOU? How are YOU?” We turn around and see many little kids at the end of the dirt road behind us, waving for us to come back. As this being our first chance to be around many kids, some of us couldn’t resist. We started walking towards them, and they walked to us. They were not quite as bold once we met them in the middle, but quickly warmed up to us and were showing us their Karate moves. J
They even let us try with them.
This was such a blessing to me. It was hard, too, because the entire time they were walking with us, they were asking us for money, for shirts, for pants, for sweet tea…you name it. It’s heartbreaking to see that – but that’s the reality for many of them. For me it was also very heartwarming though – to see their joy and laughter in the midst of their lifestyle and sufferings. God definitely used them to teach me a lesson about His love. I love children but he loves them so much more than I would ever be able to!
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