Hour 5… I am waiting here at the garage, “Holding” a Toyota Camry’s hand as it is getting inspected. I know things take time especially when shops are busy even at home, it’s just that it’s going to be difficult doing this for another month. I have come to notice that it’s not 100% true, it’s just that right now things are getting frustrating. The hoops you have to jump through, the hours you have to wait, the communication that doesn’t happen, it all can get to you.
Lord, give me patience with culture; give me patience with all those around me. I know that many different things are ministries, that so much of life has God in it even if it doesn’t feel like it. But that doesn’t help when trying to take any initiative to do anything is met by walls on all sides: locals, organizations, people in authority that aren’t flexible and want
to make it so difficult that you just want to give up. I’m not fully overwhelmed right now its just getting to me that even with all the initiative I can muster up, it still doesn’t make things work.
Maybe this is a good lesson that I need to learn: compassion and grace. Actually I pray for that so I know God is stretching me, the process is just brutal. It makes me really appreciate people working in these places that do get things done cause it is seriously only by the grace of God that anything comes to happen here!!
I am not in control, I hate it but I love it. Great that the responsibility is on God; brutal that I’m left feeling useless and discouraged with myself. Isn’t it so often that we pray for situations and things to change, when most of the time God wants to change us, our perspective…
Pictures are from the torture chambers of the Genocide museum in Phnom Penh, some pretty horrific stuff and only 30 years ago.
