Since my last post, more life has happened. Namely, Akello, the girls' new half-sister. Their mother Alice gave birth about two weeks ago to a healthy (as far as we know) little girl. The girls' are delighted by their new baby sister and want to visit Alice every possible chance. Thankfully, we have a good relationship with Alice and mutual respect for one another. I have a feeling that we'll be seeing more of this little girl in the future.
We haven't taken a photo of our house in a while, so I decided to post one. We're quite comfortable for a family of four and whenever we leave Timu...we usually look forward to returning. That's a good thing!
|Grassy path before road work.|
|Our Saturday night activity.|
|Watching from the roof-rack of the Patrol.|
One fun activity I've done with the girls this week was to make slime. It was a science lesson to talk about solids and liquids. The recipe called for cornstarch and water. Now, I've used cornstarch a lot to thicken soups and sauces, but I never realized how cool it really is. We mixed 1 cup of cornstarch with 1/4-1/3 cup of water. What it creates is a weird combination. It's both a liquid and a solid. You pick up a solid in your hand and it immediately melts into a liquid. Try it...you'll be amazed.
2 Cor. 4:8-12 says "We are hard pressed on every side, but not crushed; perplexed, but not in despair; persecuted, but not abandoned; struck down, but not destroyed. We always carry around in our body the death of Jesus, so that the life of Jesus may also be revealed in our body. For we who are alive are always being given over to death for Jesus' sake, so that his life may be revealed in our mortal body. So then, death is at work in us, but life is at work in you."
Paul makes it sound like we should expect hardship...and the twist is...he even makes it sound appealing. For if we are given over to hardship (death)...then the life of Christ will also be revealed. And is there any greater calling in the Christian life than this? My searching heart has not found one. So my prayer is that...the death of the past few months would also lead to new life. I probably won't even see that new life emerging, but I can trust that God is at work through my trials.
One tangible result of our trials this summer is that Terrill has just finished revising his 740 pg. grammar of the Ik language for his PhD program. It's been a long time in coming and I'm breathing a sigh of relief as this season is coming to a close. Because for some stupid reason...my flesh thinks that the next season of life will be more 'comfortable'. ;-) I'm almost scared to ask God, "What's next?" Maybe the key is not about the running to/from hardships, but about the attitude with which we face them.