It's 2am. Unable to get back to sleep I decided to
distract myself by reciting all the bible stories I have memorized (5) and sing
hymns. Badi dak (after that) I tried reading. I picked up a biography of a very
successful missionary (Ken Strachan) to Costa Rica 50 years ago and on the
inside sleeve it describes the man as suffering agonies of self-doubt and
having a lack of faith in himself whereas, to others he was a rock of strength
and had boundless warmth. My Father God
has been and still is, teaching me not to look at my lack of faith in myself
but if I love and obey Jesus, which I do, I can have total confidence in Him. I
cannot stop singing ‘Be bold, Be strong, For the Lord your God is with you’.
Not the slightest help in getting to sleep but good for preparing for the
English language service at the cathedral at 9am today which I am leading (not
preaching).
The English lessons with the Mothers Union
in town are a joy and a privilege to teach and the planning for the day centre
for orphans and widows is going really well. I’m off to the capital city, Juba,
on Monday with my friend, Rev. Eunice to see a day centre in operation there
which should be an adventure as we’re taking public transport. You’ve all seen
them on the telly, overloaded mini-buses both inside and out.
Another reason I might not be able to get
back to sleep is the noise. We have no electricity, no cars going about, no
music blasting. It’s birds, crickets, frogs, fruit bats and goodness knows
what. There are trees here that scream. I kid you not; similar to crickets but
one note, not two and LOUD. Every now and again a dog starts howling and all
the others join in, in sympathy, (I don’t blame them, they too do not have the
luxuries of living in the west like us, it’s a miserable life for a dog here).
I booked my flight today on the missionary plane that will take me to
Entebbe to connect with my flight to Manchester on July 24th It’s getting close
now. I really will see you all soon! I’m soooooh excited.
Love love love and God’s blessing on all who read this
Lynn, Mum, Sis, Aunty Lynn ps it’s still only 5am. Now what shall I do?
