July 22, 2011 - (Wait..sisters? What are those?)

Thank You God for mangos!

Last night when I kept waking up, I prayed that God would help me working this morning. That He could make it hurt more or even make me exhausted by the work as long as I could get a lot done for His name and would  be able to keep my attitude one focused on Him. That He would give me strength for His own self. And God has a sense of humor. He placed me on the fence crew. Keep in mind that we are not supposed to be doing the same work project twice in a row. That is how I am convinced it is God’s doing: because I was on it yesterday and it’s my least favorite job. All I can do is laugh and do my best for Him. I will try to keep a song of praise on my lips.

All the sisters!

So I know it took me a long time to realize that one reason getting along with everyone like friends has been hard. It’s because we are basically a family. We did not chose the people, and are forced to stay together. Also, I have never had any sisters and now I have over ten. It’s not that I really don’t get along with any of them, but I’m just not used to the moody girlyness. I also think it’s funny how God chooses to edify me through this. God has given me a talent of tolerance/patience with people, but it stretching me to learn that tolerance is not the goal. Forming relationships and learning to love people is so much better than simply learning to not be annoyed by them.

I really should move here. I’m scared when I get home, I won’t seek God from sunrise to sunset. There are too many distractions.