Yesterday at the base meeting the speaker spoke about how in missions we're constantly having to sort out "pepinos" (meaning cucumbers), which is a figurative word for small problems. That led to met thinking about "abacaxi" (meaning pineapple), which is used when a problem more complex. Interesting and very useful ways of describing problems and messes.
Today was another one of those days. I woke up tired. I went through the morning tired; choosing to be inspired and focused. Then I slept a bit at lunch-time, and went to the community this afternoon choosing to be motivated.
To add to that we nearly got hit by a very drunk-driver as we were driving past McDonald's on Beira Mar this morning. We were driving leisurly along, when suddenly the car in front of us starts to reverse heading straight for us. Then the driver moves forward, stops at the red light, and comes out of his car. He sways a little, and comes over to us to ask why we were hitting his car (no cars were hit), and explained that the bumper's function is to be bumped into. It wasn't hard to tell that he'd had more than a bit too much to drink. The end of the story was that he drove off, not quite happily into the sunshine, and we spotted him ahead of us, swirving between lines and driving through a red light. It was quite scarey, and we made sure to keep our distance.
Then to make my day, I got yelled at by a mother in the slum. All part of your normal day in missions. I must admit it hasn't been the best of days, but as a Norwegian song goes "...du skal få en dag i mårå som rein og ubrukt står med blanke ark og farjestifter tel.."(tomorrow you will get a new day which is clean and unused with clean sheets and crayons).
Today was another one of those days. I woke up tired. I went through the morning tired; choosing to be inspired and focused. Then I slept a bit at lunch-time, and went to the community this afternoon choosing to be motivated.
To add to that we nearly got hit by a very drunk-driver as we were driving past McDonald's on Beira Mar this morning. We were driving leisurly along, when suddenly the car in front of us starts to reverse heading straight for us. Then the driver moves forward, stops at the red light, and comes out of his car. He sways a little, and comes over to us to ask why we were hitting his car (no cars were hit), and explained that the bumper's function is to be bumped into. It wasn't hard to tell that he'd had more than a bit too much to drink. The end of the story was that he drove off, not quite happily into the sunshine, and we spotted him ahead of us, swirving between lines and driving through a red light. It was quite scarey, and we made sure to keep our distance.
Then to make my day, I got yelled at by a mother in the slum. All part of your normal day in missions. I must admit it hasn't been the best of days, but as a Norwegian song goes "...du skal få en dag i mårå som rein og ubrukt står med blanke ark og farjestifter tel.."(tomorrow you will get a new day which is clean and unused with clean sheets and crayons).