A Very Small World

I’m currently on a jetliner flying over the Atlantic, on a direct flight to Addis Ababa. I got up at 2 o’clock this morning to catch my first flight, so my schedule is way off. Leaving was pretty tough this time for a number of reasons I’m not going to get into, but I know I’m doing what I’m supposed to be doing, and that’s better than staying comfortable doing what you’re not supposed to be doing.
In the airport in Washington, I spotted a couple South Sudanese men from across the room, (yes, they’re that easy to spot) and talked with them for a while about places, politics, and all things South Sudan. It was really nice to be able to converse with people who are wholly familiar with these things, including specifics of people and far flung places we’ve all been. Furthermore, God works in amazing ways, because one of the men is trying to get a charity started bringing water wells into South Sudan, and incredibly I had a contact for him in Juba. My contact has the equipment to drill, which is what he was having a hard time finding. So God is already working, and I haven’t even reached my destination yet.
For now, I’m on the plane trying to teach myself to count to ten in Amharic, which is no easy task since its a completely unfamiliar language and I’ve got no hook to hang my hat on. More when I get to Addis.


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