01-11-08

01-11-08

Fri

06:30ish

Good morning, the sun is just rising now, I just finished a cup of tea and a piece of burnt toast, I think that Daniel and I are the only two ones awake, (and Daniel went out for a morning run), today is Aly’s birthday, and Caleb and I (I always think it sounds so awkward to say “X and I ” it flows so much better to say “me and X”, I always wonder whether I am saying it right or not) are leaving for Eldoret thismorning to go back to the giant open market to buy shoes for the girls at the Tuwani school, Daniel just came back and did backflips for his abb excercize, and I probably should have used periods or something to keep this from being an unjustifiably long sentence. Hang on a sec……ok, I’m back, I had to help a weak wasp get out the window (wasps are always bad mannered. This one stung my journal multiple times while I was helping him)

I don’t remember if I wrote this before, but, although I don’t miss America in the least, I more and more wish that some of the people who are there were here with me. At the same time, I could easily see myself living here for the rest of my life (God hasn’t told me to live here necessarily, but if He does, I won’t put up much of a fight.)

Alot of times, it is really obvious what it means, and how, to be a man of God, a friend, a neighbor, a son, a brother, etc, etc, etc… but sometimes I just don’t know.

As someone once sung, “life is a polka; you’ve got to dance dance dance”