If you would have shown me where we would be staying. Or told me that our lovely outhouses were towards the road and have no doors, I would’ve thought long and hard about coming.
At home I learned we would be having bucket showers. I tried to figure out what a bucket shower is. I asked my family. Some thought it would be a bucket with a hose. Some thought a bucket over top with a shower head. Nope. A bucket shower is just what it sounds like, a bucket of water. But by dirty day four I could not have been happier for that bucket shower!
So, the firt little bit I had a lot to take in. But the first day we went to the Care Point, I just walked onto the yard and a little boy ran right over to me and reeeached to be picked up. Right then I knew this is where I want to be. He was only the first of the children I’ve gotten to and will get to hold and love. T’swabi is the sweetest cutest little girl of ‘five years old’. *insert addorable accent here* I already love her and the best part is, she loves me too.
God is showing me how if I lay aside my expectations and what I think should happen, HE has something wonderful to do in my heart. I can’t wait to see what he has!
