Days here are a strange mixture of
paradise and boredom. I want a social life –my best friends are a four-year-old
and a six-year-old –but there is also so much peace found here with nothing to
do. Today I grocery shopped, and I took my time. There was no rush. I am so accustomed
to feeling the need to rush and get on with my day, but I need to remind myself
to relax. What is so pressing that I must hurry? Nothing.
Yesterday I attended a new
church. Since I arrived in Ontario, Canada, exactly a week ago yesterday I have
been praying to make friends. I specifically prayed for a girl to take me under
her wing and introduce me to everyone, make me feel welcome.
And God provided. He provided
everything so specifically it is amazing. I met a large portion of the congregation
yesterday. I was shown around. I had people to sit with.
During service it was announced that
the annual barbeque and pig roast was to take place later that day. However, I
knew I had no way to get there and prepared myself to return to a house that
would soon be quiet, and spend the rest of my evening alone as my Canadian
family traveled to a wedding several hours away. They were to return late that
night and had offered me to come, but I had passed.
But as I made myself lunch after
church I received a text from the girl who was an answer to my prayers. She
offered me a ride to the barbeque.
God knows what we need. What I
needed was to meet several dozen strangers, eat good food, play water balloon
toss and not return home until almost sunset. And He provided.
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