After enjoying a quiet evening together in the garden, and watching a lovely West African sunset, Stephen and I turned to some few remaining outside tasks before darkness completely settled in around us.  I casually cautioned him about a trail of driver ants, barely visible in the semidarkness, near the generator as he was headed that way for the evening refueling.  The marching columns of driver ants are a common occurrence during the rainy season…

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After several months of having the ladies’ Bible study, I had recently decided that we just needed to cancel it altogether . . . “No Mummy, don’t stop the study. We need it.  We’ll try.  Be patient.”  

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God placed the earth exactly where it needed to be; the sun, moon, stars, galaxies — all are at His majestic command.  And here in this dusty village, in a half-forgotten corner of the world, He takes notice of little me!  On the very day I had two major problems, Stephen was home.  My times are surely in His hand.  Have confidence in Him my soul! 

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The rest in music is all about knowing when not to play. For the tune to be right, for the rhythm to be maintained, it is vital to know when not to play, and thus allow the Lord to make the music of my life as He sees best.

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I cried.  I prayed.  I got it out.  Now it’s time to let it go and move on.
Stephen will be home tomorrow; I want to cheerfully welcome him!  And the house will be really clean too!

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“This is not a good place to be,” he told me in reference to the town of Yele in general and the Lion Heart hospital in particular . . . Tonkolini District, where the Dutch charity Lion Heart hospital is located, had been put under quarantine just three days prior because the Ebola Virus Disease (EVD) was spiking so severely.

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We would sometimes go through a spells where finding a simple four-pack of toilet paper would be next to impossible.  Never mind the larger 8, 10, or (gasp) 12 pack!  I would nervously watch our small stockpile of tissue dwindle down, and down. 

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So I found a manual therapist, and, for the first time, I had a therapist with whom I could stick it out and receive lasting benefit.  My therapist really helped me from the very first visit.  Unfortunately, I experienced a second dislocation, also in bed.  It was at this point that my therapist  pulled out the “big guns,” so to speak.

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What do I do?  My husband is gone.  My dogs are gone!  It’s just me and three crazy goats!  What do I do?  I swallowed hard, and thought it through.  Then, I was resolved what I would do.

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With guidance from the Gardener, I am learning that I must make judicious decisions about what goes in my lovely basket.  This is essential to my physical and emotional wellbeing.  My health is just too fragile right now, and is easily over taxed . . . The Gardener is generous with the beauty and variety of the flowers that fill my glass basket — my life.  I just need to be wise and not pick them all at once.

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