I have now been here for over a week. My heart is full. Upon arriving, I was met by a team from Jonesboro, AR...nothing like leaving Jonesboro to find more people from Jonesboro. It was the gracious hand of God. I have begun to settle in. It is no easy task to learn the differences in my life in the US versus my life here. I live on the third floor of my building (out of four)...there are no elevators or escelators so you beast up your 51 pound bag all on your own. We walk most places, rather than drive. It is not unusal for a man to stop in the middle of the road you are walking down and say "Well Hello"...many of the men of this culture are quite vulgar. The differences in food here are minute...but there is no Dr. Pepper. Flexibility is my new favorite word as it often takes 4 tries to get everything right here, and neither try is easy. There is nothing easy here. It all comes by hard work...and that is good for the soul. I waited 4 hours to become a resident here, for a long while my passport was in the wrong pile. They communicate differently, they live differently.
But the weirdest thing, is that I'm the happiest I have ever been. The JOY is returning. Closure to my previous season has happened and the excitement has begun. It is good to be led by Jesus Christ.
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