18 October 2012

One month ago, we arrived here.  I asked Bonnie if she is adjust to our mission.  It was a report that was very mixed.  She feels she is adjusted to the trickle of water she has to shower with, and the often cold water.  She is adjusted to the challenge to brush teeth out  of a glass of water.  She is adjusted to the sounds of the night, horns, alarms going off at all times, our hard bed, times of no water and no electricity, to the tiny fridge we have, and the tiny oven, to the rooster that greets us each  morning, getting us out of bed, to going through five locks to get in and out of our apartment, to the sceen-less windows, thus not being able to open the windows, etc.  She is NOT adjusted to cock roaches, nor will she ever be, she says.  She is NOT adjusted to soaking our lettuce, apples, tomatoes, and most everything we eat in Clorox.  Yes it does make a bit of a difference to the taste, but we may be adjusted to that one day, who knows.  In fact, we may  even have acquired taste for Clorox? 

She is somewhat adjusted to the traffic and the way I have to drive down here.  She only screamed twice on the way to work this morning, but when we arrived a month ago, she was constantly screaming at what we have to traverse each morning. She is getting adjusted to being here and not communicating with many people, and not understanding what they say to her.  She doesn't know if she will ever be adjusted to not finding things we look for, for cooking, for making life easier, like a fly swatter, cream of tartar, eggs in the cooler or milk in the cooler, they are all on the shelf, no cooler.

Things are certainly different, but WE are getting adjusted to being here, but we are not totally adjusted yet, but are working on it.

I am teaching a class of non-members tonight, and I am excited.  I have prayed to know how to approach them and what to share with them.  Because of how Father has worked in the past, I was sure He would dictate to me His will and sure enough, this morning it was a morning of pure enlightenment.  I received exactly what He wanted me to teach.  So, as I collect my thoughts about how to go about it, I give thanks to Father for that revelation.  Now, tomorrow I have been asked to teach another class so our boss, President Breton can go out of town. I have no idea what, or how to do that, thus tomorrow, possibly like today, I will receive how and what to teach in his place.  It is something found in the D and C.  I am excited, not because I am prepared, but I know there is a message, a way He wants me to proceed and thus He will tell me if I continue to listen. 

I often pause and consider that we are living a dream I have had for many years.  I have to pinch myself to realize it is true, or drive on their streets, or hear the horns honk, or hear someone talking to me and not understand them, or eat an avocado, or a myriad of things.  Thanks be to Father for this privilege to serve with my eternal companion.