this morning in church i was so hot. merely sitting there sweat was pouring off me. my face was hot, my head felt heavy. when i am tired it is hard for me to understand creole and i really did feel exhausted. i had been up a few times with the nurses in the birthing center the night before. i was allowing myself to bask in my suffering.
i looked over to the women's choir to see madame jericho there. i am excited to see her begin to get involved in things at church. i knew that the women's choir was going to be singing because i had gone to visit her the day before and she wasn't home, but was at "repitition" of choir practice. her children and their father were there. it was really cute, one of her little one's john wendy is absolutely adorable and when he saw us coming he took off running to come say hi and instead took a tumble down the hill. i heard his father admonishing him that he shouldn't have ran so quickly. i cleared the top of the hill and began to dust his little body off from the dirt of his tumble, kissed him on the cheek and hoped all was better. anyway. . . that is a sidenote.
back to church. i was sitting there thinking about how miserable i was when i realized how many of these women have gotten up early, some even pressed their clothes the night before with charcoal irons and got themselves and their children ready for church. they were their praising and i was complaining in my heart about the weather.
i am so often in need of a new perspective. i am glad when they come, i just wish i could remember the lessons learned a bit longer.
Sunday, August 24, 2008
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