Yay! We found random wifi for 30 mins! Thank you everyone for your birthday wishes, once we come out of the mountains I will start reaching back out. Don’t mind any odd grammar or spelling errors in attempting to post this from my phone.
Nepal has been a rough month health wise for me, I’ve gotten sick at least once a week since we’ve been here and this past week has been the worst of it. Being a stubborn Ganci I have refused to accept it and just rest up (or go to the hospital because if it was the street food pani puri, it was so worth it); so come my birthday I was back in bed and not participating in ministry once more [mentally insert extremely annoyed emoji here].
Once I get enough wifi I plan to upload my lovely attempt at vlogging our living quarters but in the mean time, tap into your inner child and use your imagination: we have 10 girls in a room no bigger than 20×15 with a rickety bed in one corner, a small kitchen set up in the opposite corner, pink floral curtains covering the 1 window, a tin roof that doesn’t quite meet the white painted brick wall at the top all the way around, one light bulb, and a wooden door that has the ability to lock us all in here from the outside.
So while everyone else is out to ministry I’m hanging out in this brothel-esk room alone and sick, sourly singing happy birthday to myself.
Not being home when your sick is definitely enough to make you miss home but, when your hosts adorable little mother comes knocking on your door with worry on her face that you’re sick and the only word you have to communicate is chia (tea) it’s 10x harder. I smiled and agreed to tea trying my best not to cry at how much I was wishing it was my Nana standing there with a big bowl of escarole soup for my tummy and fever. This adorable Nepalese women grandma’d me so well though, it was a nice comfort to have in the midst of everything. She cut me up some fruits and veggies which I didn’t know how to tell her I couldn’t eat right now so I ate them (not my best idea), she brought me more scolding hot tea to my little sweat box of a room which I’m sure was an awesome thing to do for a fever, and then she tried to give me curry and rice but saw in my face that it was not a good idea and laughed and said “ok no”. She prayed over me and continued to check in on me like grandmas do and even though nothing was ever really said between us the smiles exchanged were needed for that loving touch when you’re sick.
But of course God doesn’t leave any moment wasted. In moments when we are weak we so easily jump back to the comforts we know. For instance I’m sick and so badly want to be babied by my Nana because that’s what I know as comfort. God challenged me on that while I was praying, He asked me: ” Why am I not your comfort? Why are you quick to celebrate me in happiness but slow to trust me in your weakness? Are your earthly comforts more than I can provide for you or do you not trust that I am enough?”
So basically Jesus dropped the mic and I have a lot to walk into and pray about.
As far as health today I feel better and I have promised my team if this continues I will go to the hospital to make sure it’s not anything bacterial. I love you all, keep us in your prayers as we finish our ministry in Nepal. Many blogs to come once we get good wifi again 🙂
