I'm running a bit behind this week because I have spent the
majority of the week a couple hours from electricity. It is hard to describe village life to someone
who has never been there. This is
principally because village life is a world of contradictions, at once charming
and yet, life-suckingly tiring. One
minute, you feel as if you've stepped back in time about 300 years, and the
next, someone is pulling out their smartphone to connect to the 3G
network. It is a bit like camping,
except instead of having escaped to the wilderness, you've pitched your tent in
a city.
One of the pleasures (??) of the village for an expat is
that the combination of a slower pace and some challenging situations cause
some introspection. Here are just some
of the things I've learned about myself by living in a village:
1. I really am the kind of person that, despite all my
claims of liking exercise and healthy eating, could consume half my daily
calories from sugar in tea and pieces of candy I've stashed all throughout my
luggage.
2. I play a good extrovert, but in my heart there lives an
introvert who, by day 2 of being constantly in the presence of other people,
starts screaming for alone time. I find
myself wandering out to check on the car, ostensibly to move it into the shade,
only to find myself sitting, hands on the wheel, thinking about...absolutely
nothing.
3. By 8:30pm, as dark has wrapped around us and I sit in a
chair under a sky beautifully lit with more stars than you can imagine, I can
hardly keep myself awake, try as I may to stay involved in conversations going
on around me. Nodding off approximately
350 times, I hang tough until midnight when everyone else is turning in. At 4:30am, as I lay in perfect sleeping
conditions, wanting nothing more than to nod off to sleep, I find myself fully
awake, silently watching the precious minutes of rest slip away.
4. I know so little about true, sacrificial generosity, it
is humiliating.
5. I'm going to find and frame a picture of the person that
invented the modern-day, sit-down, porcelain toilet. I'll hang it in my bathroom in homage to this
greatest of inventors.
6. Most of the ways that I keep myself and my surroundings
clean and tidy are based on American conveniences. Left to my own devices, I'd be like Pig-Pen
from Charlie Brown, walking around with swirls of dirt falling off me.
7. About 20% of what I pack in my backpack, I never end up
using. I'd be happier without it. One day, I'll trust that simplicity really is
the way to go.
8. I'm going to stop being so rough on Jesus' disciples for
chasing away those kids that were probably pressing in to get a look at all the
action. You'll probably think I'm mean,
but you'd agree with me if those grimy hoards never left you alone and always
seemed to be blocking your breeze. Jesus
can have them. Also, some of my national
colleagues are apparently a lot more like Jesus than I am.
9. I have an activity addiction. I'd like to deny this, but it is hard to hid
the fact that I order my day with the question, "What are we/I going to do
next?"
10. Despite all my flaws that make this more difficult,
building friendships is my heart's great joy.
As you sit talking with someone late into the night (assuming you've
managed to stay awake), you can feel the pieces of your respective persons
shifting to make room for the other. Too
much of my life actually works against this, which might explain why I always
feel a draw back to the village.
Prayer Requests
1. Thank you for your
prayers for the trip to Tiere. It went
very well. On Thursday, we were joined
by some of my colleagues from the hospital who did a health teaching for
women. It was well attended and
much-enjoyed. We were able to pray for
and with several people throughout the week.
I also had a great chance to build a stronger relationship with a school
teacher there and to discuss with him what faith is all about.
2. I'll be traveling up to the capital city to renew my visa
this coming week. Pray for a smooth
trip. I'll be taking a couple friends
along. Pray that this would be a fun,
relationship-building time, but would also make room for good conversations
about the Lord.
3. Easter is coming!
As usual, I'll be inviting several of my friends over for a meal. Pray that this would be a meaningful time for
them as I explain more of the reason we celebrate.
4. Pray for the nursing department at the hospital. In April, we hope to do serious work on our
goal of dividing up responsibilities and empowering young leaders within the
department.
Remembering you, Jake!
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