I see I have been remiss in my blogging. I plead busyness… and TIA (This is Africa)… and even when you try hard to get things done…. You do get things done, but not necessarily what you wanted to get done, or what you planned to get done, or even much of what you NEEDED to get done.
Last week we dealt with water shortages and electrical outages. It’s amazing how life slows down. The brain is stressed and has to figure out new ways to do things. Even if you didn’t really need electricity for what you planned to do (wash your face, for example) you wander into the kitchen, then remember you can’t heat hot water in the electric tea pot and think, how will I wash my face… okay, I can do it in cold water. And really, I could have heated water on the stove. Then: what will I eat for breakfast? Well, wait, I don’t want to open the frig… Nope can’t toast. Opps, the eggs are in the frig… as is the milk. I finally toasted bread over the gas burner and had avocado on toast. Anyhow, maybe our brains are turning to sludge, but things just seem more laborious when conditions change.
We worked at visiting members last week. Some we couldn’t find. Some we missed the right time to be there, but we added others to our list and managed to visit six people in a day…. And have time for some Branch President training. There is a quote about a wonderful Danish teacher that says something like: “We could warm our hands by the fire of his testimony.” We love visiting the members. We do warm our souls by the fire of their spirits. We had lunch at the “hotel” of Willikistar and visited with her grown daughter there as well.
Last week we dealt with water shortages and electrical outages. It’s amazing how life slows down. The brain is stressed and has to figure out new ways to do things. Even if you didn’t really need electricity for what you planned to do (wash your face, for example) you wander into the kitchen, then remember you can’t heat hot water in the electric tea pot and think, how will I wash my face… okay, I can do it in cold water. And really, I could have heated water on the stove. Then: what will I eat for breakfast? Well, wait, I don’t want to open the frig… Nope can’t toast. Opps, the eggs are in the frig… as is the milk. I finally toasted bread over the gas burner and had avocado on toast. Anyhow, maybe our brains are turning to sludge, but things just seem more laborious when conditions change.
We worked at visiting members last week. Some we couldn’t find. Some we missed the right time to be there, but we added others to our list and managed to visit six people in a day…. And have time for some Branch President training. There is a quote about a wonderful Danish teacher that says something like: “We could warm our hands by the fire of his testimony.” We love visiting the members. We do warm our souls by the fire of their spirits. We had lunch at the “hotel” of Willikistar and visited with her grown daughter there as well.
Two LDS Charities couples came to Kisumu on Monday. Prior to their coming, we visited with our favorite caterer to see if he could give them a quote for providing meals for the Neonatal training which would take place in March. He went above and beyond the call of duty. He scouted out guest houses and venues in both training areas. He bargained (pronounced bar-GAN-ed) the prices down. He looked for cleanliness and security. And wanted to quote a price so low he would absorb some of the costs. And he kept thanking me for the privilege of serving the Church. What a good man!
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We picked up some Strawberries on Thursday, and you know, they really won't keep. We discovered Fruit Pizza Pie really doesn't keep either. For some reason, it disappeared in like two days! Yum!
Sunday we were scheduled to watch two sessions of General Conference—the Saturday sessions. We watched the AM one and it was excellent. We took a short break and invited everyone to go into the back to collect and eat mangoes, which they were delighted to do. Sometime in that interval, the decision was made to forgo the second session and have each auxiliary and priesthood do their last classes. I’m thinking, AKKK how can you just throw this on the different classes? But Relief Society did fine and Young Women’s said, “We can always have (create or do) a lesson.”
Monday two LDS Charities couples arrived in Kisumu. E. Fox picked them up at the airport. They are delightful people.
Tuesday Pres. Kogo came to visit and E/S L drove him and his wife down. While the Pres. conducted his business, the women and E. L went to the market for fabric, fish, and vegetables. We came back for a wedding:
And we talked about how an earthly father knows how to give his children good gifts, so we can know that our Heavenly Father loves us with a perfect love and knows how to give us the gifts that are right for us. It may not seem like a good gift at the time, but as we look back, we will be able to see that it was a blessing. One sister came to realize that the difficulty of caring for a sick child was a gift from God. She learned so much that now as a nurse, she is highly skilled in pediatric care.
Wed. E. Fox drove the LDS couples to Mbale to meet with the doctors. I stayed back with Jackie (the cleaning lady) as my “companion” and went to district meeting and visited with Sister B. about her personal history. I love learning about the growth and progression of the saints. We have some really good people here.
On the way home from Mbale, they stopped at the Equator sign. Sister W. got to talking with these women. E. Fox and Sister W tried carrying the baskets and found them surprisingly heavy!
Hi, Sandy:
ReplyDeleteYour comments about gifts resonates with us this week. Neal is undergoing chemo for yet another cancer, his fourth, and his side effects are fatigue and legs that won't support him until he's been up and moving about most of the morning. Even then he is what a friend calls, "wobbly".
We've decided fatigue is a gift. If Neal had energy, he'd be attempting all his usual puttering (retired people putter; they don't work, he says.) and his lack of balance would make it nearly impossible to do any of the building, digging, planting, remodeling, reorganizing, he does, or did until his diagnosis in June.
It's also a gift that medical science has progressed to the point that he has been cleared or cured of 3 other cancers, dating back to the mid-1960's. We are blessed.
You are in our prayers, Sandy. Stay well and safe.
Hugs,
Joan