I'm pretty sure I'm ADD. And the definition for that, as a friend told me is, " Attention Defecit...ooohh bright lights!" All that to say I'm out in left field sometimes. There's a phrase in Chinese: Zuo feiji. It means "ride an airplane." Their way of saying he's taking a ride while other stuff is happening. I can't seem to stay focused on any one thing very long. If I'm on the computer, I've got a game going, music playing, a document I'm typing and...hang on a minute. Okay, I'm back. Thanks for waiting. It was my turn to play. Anyway, tonight I was studying (stop laughing, I really was!) my Chinese. I was working on my characters - which I wish my older brother, the artist, was here to do. I had music playing. My daughter says I have a very ecclectic selection. While most of it is along the lines of CCM, tonight I had songs on my playlist from Les Miserables, Glenn Miller (and other guys of that era) along with Diamond Rio. If you read a recent Home Life, you probably know what I'm talking about. Anyway, they have a song, "God Only Cries". A song about people dying. God only cries for the living who are left to carry on. Those that are gone are happy. The line that grabbed me went like this: "God only cries for the living cause it's the living that are so far from home."
Wow, that speaks. We are far from home. And I don't mean by plane. It goes for all of us. This place is not our home. How comfortable I can get - even here - with temporary things. How frustrated I can get with horrific traffic and other aspects of our daily life. Learning language can be frustrating, but then I remember why I'm learning it. It's not about me or my feelings. It's about getting ready to go home. Doing the stuff I've been placed here to do.
God is there, watching and enabling me to do ALL things. I want to be home, to see Him - when it's in His time.
This last week was Tsering Lhamo's (Lydia Grace) birthday. We had been able to send her some presents. Our friends delivered them and let her call us. So we actually got the present!
This picture is in the mountains. There are prayer flags everywhere - but no one to hear the prayers. "Though we walk through the valley of the shadow of death, we will fear no evil." Yet these people walk though valleys full of death and darkness and they need the light.
