Friday? Already? July 11, 2008

This week has just flown by. Mostly every day was much like the one before, going to Woodrows and doing various Conference-related things, trying for example to get petty stuff like the meal tickets out of the way so that next week I’ll be free to concentrate on setting up the bookshop. On Wednesday at about 17h30 Angie came back from Murrupula, a village about 10 hours’ drive away where she and another single missionary had gone for a holiday, so my working-at-home routine of recent evenings was a bit interrupted, but it’s lovely to have her here again. Last night I felt I really needed to get to Bible study again, though it was basically a social evening. Pastor Ossne, at whose church I attended the Seminario Orvalho in February, had gone to Brazil for two months with a small team of people from his church, and they all came back last night, so it was arranged that we would welcome  them as soon as they arrived from the airport. We got to the pastor’s house late, then they were late, and of course, everyone who had gone had to say something, and then we ate. I wasn’t in the most social mood, but it was quite a fun evening nevertheless, I guess everyone’s good spirits have a way of rubbing off on one. I was a bit upset because just before I left my househelper had phoned to say her sister was gravely ill, and could we help them with transport to the Marrere hospital (where Dr Woodrow worked previously), which is a ways out of the city. I passed the buck to the SIL director, but still felt bad, though at the same time irritated because Angie and Allison spent a whole day and a lot of money just 3 weeks ago to take this sister to a clinic, and yet nothing was helping and I feel I lack so much wisdom in dealing with all these endless demands for help, not just from her… In the night I got the message that the sister had passed away, so now of course I feel even worse for my lack of true compassion. Angie and I might go to the funeral, but I have to work and I actually need to be here so my handyman can work on the flat, so I’m not so sure what is going to happen. I just want life to return to some degree of normal!