In Finally Fiji ~ Day One, I ended with a note about PB&J and spoiled Americans. Thats because the TSA took my PB&J. They said peanut butter, in any form or size, cannot go in your carry on. And ya know what? That's ok! I appreciate all they do to keep us safe, and I told them so! I know the rules can be a pain in the neck, but it's far better to be inconveinenced than dead. So with gratitude, I handed over my PB&J.
Day two started with a wonderful devotion lead by Thad. We talked about what to say when others say to us; "You're doing a good thing, going on a mission trip." It's important to keep the focus on God. It's not what we as missionaries are doing, but what God is doing through us. Amen
Having arrived at HOH on the weekend, the campus was fairly quite.
We decided to head into town and eat at Joji's. It's just a little walk-up kitchen tucked away in the corner of an old building. Tom ordered the Chili Chicken and we sat near the sea wall, in the park and ate lunch.
I thought about how many photos I'd seen over the years of this place, this sea wall. We walked through the bus stop where Tom, Brian, Thad, and everyone on the first team had been dropped off five years ago. As I looked around I thought about how frightened I would of been had it been me.
Day two started with a wonderful devotion lead by Thad. We talked about what to say when others say to us; "You're doing a good thing, going on a mission trip." It's important to keep the focus on God. It's not what we as missionaries are doing, but what God is doing through us. Amen
Having arrived at HOH on the weekend, the campus was fairly quite.
We decided to head into town and eat at Joji's. It's just a little walk-up kitchen tucked away in the corner of an old building. Tom ordered the Chili Chicken and we sat near the sea wall, in the park and ate lunch.
I thought about how many photos I'd seen over the years of this place, this sea wall. We walked through the bus stop where Tom, Brian, Thad, and everyone on the first team had been dropped off five years ago. As I looked around I thought about how frightened I would of been had it been me.
After lunch we jumped in the back of a truck, much like a military truck. It had bench seats on each side, and a tarp cover. After quite
the bumpy ride, we arrived at the waterfall.
the bumpy ride, we arrived at the waterfall.
While everyone was enjoying the waterfall, and swinging from the rope, I had some quality time with our sweet Salote. Salote is the Guest House Manager at HOH and a true mentor & leader to the entire campus. I've met her personally once before, when she came to Arizona. I feel like I've know her for years though.
We stayed off to the side of the pond, out of the way of all the splashing. We talked about blendid families and the challenges that can bring. It was a good conversation and a full circle moment for me. Salote is a discerning, confident, young woman. I know God has her future in His hands. Amen
We stayed off to the side of the pond, out of the way of all the splashing. We talked about blendid families and the challenges that can bring. It was a good conversation and a full circle moment for me. Salote is a discerning, confident, young woman. I know God has her future in His hands. Amen
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