Monday

I just love living here...you can't expect anything! Here is what happened today that was completely unexpected...

Over the loud speaker at the end of the day came the voice of one of the elders in the community. He was speaking in English thankfully. He announced that the food for the feast this weekend was in the shed. "what?" I thought. I guess the school has hunters, and today they killed three moose. Now, the meat is the school's shed. And the school will host a feast this weekend! But there is a catch...

The women tomorrow of the school must prepare the meat to be smoked. The home-EC room will be used for this, and the female teachers are encouraged to use any spare time they have in the day, lunch, preps...to go and help the female elders to prepare the meat. Once we have finished the preparations, the men will take the meat into the TeePee (which is being set up as I write in the school yard) to smoke it!

I am quite excited about coming to school tomorrow...and I have a prep in the afternoon, so I will get to help.


Last week, I was getting really frustrated. And I think that God knew...well...I know He knows. I spent the weekend at the school, working hard to organize the mess here that was left for me by the previous teacher. I think that I spent about 15 hours here on Sat and Sun. It's still not quite done. On Sunday morning, I didn't go to church because there are no services here and I didn't prepare to go with anyone to John D'or, and frankly...I wasn't feeling up to it. I was really discouraged. God reminded me that He has his own agenda and that he will see it through to completion...even if he has to bang on the door to our heart sometime. Well, last night...there was some pretty mighty banging.

Mary, the woman who lives in my four-plex who I have been praying with, had given me come CD's a couple weeks ago. I didn't listen to them because they looked kinda weird...not my type of music. I put one in Sunday night to listen to while I did some prep for Monday...and the banging started. The music was incredible, a live recording of a conference in Toronto. I closed my eyes and worshiped. God did something wonderful in my home last night. He was there the whole night, and he was there when I woke up this morning. He was there when the kids were misbehaving, and he was there when the kids were behaving. I felt lonely last week, but I am reminded that I am never alone, that my best friend is here. And I am so excited about that! He gave me the same vision that I had before I came here, kind of like a rerun...and my joy has been restored. My motivation has sky-rocketed and I have been given more that enough encouragement. I am not here because I accepted a job to teach. I am here because I obeyed God. He has placed me here and he will use me. Bible study will start next week, and there are four people who will come for sure. This is going to be good.

All he wants is for us to come...to open the door when He knocks. Did you come to Him today?