The light we carry!

I realized that I have not shared a lot about what life is really like here. I was reading another friend's blog and she made this country more real through her writing, so I am going to attempt to do the same for you.

There are days when you are walking down the street and there is nothing you could imagine more than the donkeys, the roosters, the sheep, hanging carcass’s of meat, people walking carrying large loads on their heads, dressed with their turbans and jalabiya and women in their taubs. Beggar’s at your door, on the street and at your vehicle windows trying their hardest (and loudest) to sell you their goods regardless of where you step. The Nile River and in another area further out, there are camels and pyramids. Oh, and let’s not forget the dust, lots and lots of dust. New buildings, old buildings, falling apart buildings, contrasts of wealth and poverty like any third world country has, and yet unlike any other. Someone else wrote most of this paragraph, but it really exemplifies this country so well.

The hardest part is that this country is dark, it is very dark all the time. Sometimes so dark that it is hard to see the light. Then their is our "family" that is here and their light shines so brightly that all the sudden you see the hope and the need of so many of people. You remember that their is a reason that we are all here and their is a plan for us to be here at this specific time. So no matter what the smell is of the day or how many buckets of sweat you feel like you have lost in the last hour. It will all be worth it when you look around and see the light in some children's eyes and the hope of the children and the questions of the other children that have yet to see the light. Wouldn't you want to be a part of sharing that light?

Thank you because you are a part of it every day!