As my wife will attest, I am generally a man of very few words. Every once in a while something happens that fills me with too many words; most of which I then have to take back or wish I could. It is very rare however that I see something that completely strips me of any words at all. I sit here this morning in that state. I have no idea how to explain, describe, relate, convey, or any other synonym you can think of, the events of Wednesday; day 3 of this trip.
So since I unable to explain the length and width, height and depth of God’s love (Eph 3:18) I will have to do my best to describe it and let you come to your own conclusions. The awe in which I sit will allow me nothing more and demands nothing less.
I realize I’m being a bit cryptic here, but that is what happens when there are no words left. I will have to break this up into more than one blog less I write a book in my efforts. But how can you write a book when you have no words?
The Worst Day Ever
So it begins with a day that should have been like any other day. It was the day after the telescope viewings that had everyone so excited as they learned of the immenseness of God. It ended in utter chaos as these hordes of lovely children showed up like the mobs of Atila the Hun.
With the exception of the teen girls (Ashley and Alex had them reigned in nicely) the kids showed their lack of real parental discipline and attempted mutiny. Things were taken, requests ignored, no one was where they were supposed to be. It was as I mentioned, chaos.
Usually everyone goes down to the beach but because it was so crazy it was determined that there was no beach today. Consequences of actions are not what these kids are used to so this was a good lesson for them. You know, ‘spare the rod spoil the child kind of stuff.’
Ashley and some of her teens. Remember these faces because there is story here too.
Everyone left the church as per the daily routine but they needed to go grocery shopping for the next day. We have been feeding lunch to the kids who normally don’t get much in the middle of the day and they are so hungry after the beach.
The first store was closed; at 12:30 pm! The next store had cheese but not ham. Across the street to store #3. No ham or meat at all for sandwiches. They searched the whole area and could find nothing.
Is there no meat on the whole island?
In the midst of a very discouraging day they resolved to give the kids cheese sandwiches and considered not visiting the infirmary today as they were so tired, and so discouraged and it seemed a visit to the infirmary which had some other construction going on making it difficult to visit with the residents, was just going to be an exercise in futility.
But God had other plans.
More to follow…. (I love a cliffhanger, don’t you?)