Last Saturday night, the girls stayed over with some college girls down the road, so Doug and I decided to take Caleb out to eat.
There is a inn/restaurant right around the corner that we had never tried, but we thought it would be a good night to do so.
We had come to this place every Friday to get sodas for "movie night" at our house, but we had never eaten there.
I walked over and placed an order for the three of us, and then I walked home to do some chores. I had heard it usually takes an hour to get your food, so I knew I had time.
I hadn't been home five minutes when there was a visitor at the gate.
Doug went to the gate, talked a while, came back to the house, and told me what had happened.
The manager from the inn had come to our gate to tell me that the fish I had ordered was what? Was finished. (that's how they talk here).
He wanted to know what I wanted in place of whole tilapia (which is not what I thought I had ordered, as in tail fin, eyes, scales, etc).
Doug changed the order to fried fish fillet (pronounced fill-it here).
This may only seem a little weird to you, but my first thought was, "How in the world did he know where I lived?" Did he go down the street saying, "Did you see where the mundu in the red shirt went?"
Or, more probable, did he just know because everyone here knows everything?
People come to my gate for money because I'm a mundu (foreigner).
The man came to my gate selling cheese last week because he knows mundus like cheese, although I had never seen him before in my life.
So, whether we think it or not, we are being watched...and that's a good thing.
I hope they can see the hope and life that we have, and they will want to know why we're different.
So, people I haven't even met yet know where I live...
I'm sure the whole town will be buzzing to know why we won't be here for the next month.
On second thought, who am I kidding? They probably know my schedule better than I do.
If I don't post again before leaving, have a great month of May.
Pray for us while we are at 40/40 to become more like Jesus and to learn all that He has for us. It will not be an easy journey, but we hope to come out on the other side, looking more like our Savior.