Volleyball(ish)

Time. It is a funny thing. During good times we want the clock to stand still; during moments of hardship we want it to speed up. Learning to enjoy every moment, whether good or bad, is what I have been discovering this trip. Last night we played our best volleyball match yet. I didn’t want the game to end. The chemistry on our side of the court was outstanding. The atmosphere was positive and encouraging. We were playing for God, each other, and ourselves, while also enjoying the game.

Today my group went to the orphanage. Again I wanted the time to stop moving. It was a workday today so we put our painting skills to the test. Paintbrush and roller in hand we made our way up to the little bedroom (12 feet by 7 feet) where about six children shared a room. We began by sanding the walls, then got to the fun stuff. White paint was flying everywhere. We were covered from head to toe, bringing the reality of albino to life. Now we were not only pale, but completely white. You can only guess all the stares and funny facial expressions we received when we entered the super market for lunch.

Best part of the day for me was meeting the woman who ran the orphanage. Marie and her husband were both lawyers and felt called by God to start this orphanage. There original plan included ten children, however, now they care for over 60 kids. I was so moved by Marie and the women who helped out.  Marie went from having everything, to giving it all away for these kids. Such compassion. I would have loved to hear her whole story. These women just touched my heart. We were there to bless them but instead we were being blessed. It was a very encouraging day probably my favorite so far.