March 27, 2013
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Blessed
Well, it’s been a very busy day. Up before dawn making nshima. I managed to get the kids up and ready before our neighbor Phil (Spencer’s friend) showed up. In addition to my class stuff, we had the big slow cooker with the nshima, the smaller slow cooker with the relish, and my “small” roaster with a huge breakfast casserole for the mom’s room.
Fortunately, Phil was driving the Suburban and there was room for all that stuff. Once again, more than half my class refused to even try the food. I have to admit this really frustrates me. There is one student who is subject to so many dietary restrictions that she apparently can’t eat any food at all, and that I can accept, even if I don’t understand it. But I really don’t understand how you can just assume that you will hate something without taking even a single bite! Sure, if you try something, and you don’t like it–fine. It’s the not trying that is hard for me to tolerate. *sigh* I just can’t relate to that level of pickiness.
Of course, the good thing about today was that we were talking about Southern Africa. I ran out of time of course, long before I ran out of things to say!
During the break, I went to the mothers’ room and mentioned our car troubles to a friend from church, who then offered to loan me her car so that we could pick up Mary. So after classes were over, Jasper went to the park with a friend, and the rest of us plus Lucy’s friend Taylor rode with Phil to the hospital parking lot, where I was able to pick up my friend’s car and drive Lucy and Taylor home while Phil and Spencer went out to lunch.
I texted Walter the following: “Borrowing a car so we can go get Mary.” However, when I pressed send, my husband received the following text: “Borrowing a car so we can go get married.” !!! You can imagine my surprise when his response was “Married again?”
After a tutoring session, I was able to rest a little. My sinus infection is far from gone and I find I still need quite a bit of rest.
After supper, we just waited to hear from Flynn that he had picked Mary up at the airport. Then we took off in our borrowed car and drove to a McDonald’s at the halfway point and waited until Flynn arrived with Mary. Then we brought Mary back and now she is here! We have her here till after Easter.
As the day winds down, I have been pondering how blessed I am. It is all too easy to focus on the discouraging things–the high tax bill, the dead van, the lack of a second vehicle, the sinus infection, etc. But I choose to focus on the blessings. In the last three days, an unknown donor offered to help with our tax bill so that we don’t have to sink even further into debt; a friend I don’t even know well offered to drive me home from my writers’ meeting when I was stranded at the library; a neighbor offered to transport me and three children and a lot of food to our co-op classes; another friend offered me the use of her car so that we could go pick up Mary; yet another old and dear friend offered financial assistance; and of course Mary is now here for the holiday weekend! I am so blessed in my friends.
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It’s so encouraging to hear how God is taking care of you guys! I’m so glad Mary can be home for Easter–that will be so nice! Ha, you should have taken casava nshima for your class–that I wouldn’t be offended if no one wanted to try it as it is rather off putting! I agree that it’s the not being willing to try things that really bothers me when confronted with other’s pickiness. Thank you for raising me to be willing to eat pretty much anything!