Mother's Day

This morning was our last church service at Bethel. Erika played the organ again this morning. It was a wonderful service as usual. In his sermon Pastor talked a lot about prayer and trusting in God to lead our lives in the direction he wants us to go. He said some things that just seemed so relevant to my life, as I know there will be many changes coming up in this next week. It was a great reminder to trust that God has a plan for my life and knows where best I can serve him. In one part of the sermon after Pastor had just said something, the whole congregation burst out into a song. I love that! The people are not afraid to respond to something the pastor has said. After the musical interlude, Pastor got right back to the sermon. The choirs also did a wonderful job today. It was kind of sad walking through the greeting line at the end of church, knowing I probably won’t see many of these people again.

After church we came home to get some things crossed off our list. We had sausages for lunch and then worked on making 36 PB&J sandwiches for our party tomorrow. All the bread was frozen, so that was quite the ordeal trying to separate all the pieces. After that was done we went over to Mrs. Birner’s to return her coolers to her. We had them because we took some of the leftover food from our camping trip.

When we got back to the gate we realized it was locked—Dave and Dee had headed out somewhere for Mother’s Day and we didn’t have our key with us. Uh oh. Easy solution was to head over to Sargent’s and Nathan gave us a spare key.

For a few hours in the afternoon we headed over to watch some TV while working on some planning things for our last few days of English class and tutoring.

Uncle Ernie and Aunt Margie had invited us out for supper tonight, so at around 6 we went to town with them. We ate at Mike’s Kitchen, and I ordered chicken with mozzarella and onions on top, with mashed potatoes. It was very delicious. We had fun telling them about our getting stuck in Kafue adventure and they fascinated us with some of their great ‘Africa stories’ which made our story sound quite lame. Aunt Margie told the story about when they got stuck in a game park in the Lower Zambezi and my cousin Joel was out of the car helping the guide try to get the car out when a lion starting charging right at them. Joel had to run toward the lions in order to get back to the car, even though all his instincts were telling him to run in the opposite direction. Talk about a scary “getting stuck” story! Ours pales in comparison.

After supper we went back to their house to watch the movie Rio and have some ice cream with Hershey’s chocolate sauce. What a wonderful evening. I’m so glad we got the chance to spend some time with them one more time before we leave.

To end this post I want to wish a wonderful Mother’s Day to my wonderful mother. I was so happy I got to chat with her a bit on Facebook this morning before church. She has been the greatest mother a girl could ask for, I am so blessed. J