Drums beating, loud “brassband-like” music, lots of noises and voices. No idea if it was right outside our wall or a bit further… If there were twenty or a hundred people. All I know is that it was loud and I did not like it at all. Good to know that we are safe and secure in the One and only. Regularly we realize that we live in a culture that is not our own and some things we will never understand.
… it needs to take months to get the right paperwork for the car registration?
… it takes until August for kids to find out if they passed the school year?
… many people do not know if they will have a meal today?
… it takes me/us forever to learn the language?
You see there are lots of why’s .. the other side though is … We know that we are where we believe we should be.
… we have peace in our hearts, even during the nerve wrecking sounds of the night.
… the people in the village are no longer “strangers’ – they are people with a story, a name.
… we can help the one person, like mother Teresa would say “if you can not feed one hundred, feed one”.
… the God we serve cares for the people of this land, better yet loves the people of this land.