Feb 18 ~5PM
Apart from me you can do nothing.
Do you know how humbling it is when you truly experience it>
Today we got to work. I was assit=sting with the cement mixer. We had a slab of cement to fill in so we got to it. I don't know what I was expecting, but it definitely wasn't that. 3 Buckets of gravel, 5 Buckets of dirt, 2 Buckets of water, and 1.5 bags of cement (150 lbs) for each load of cement poured. [These aren't like colourful beach pail buckets, but like legit 60 lbs buckets or more.] Probably about 120 bags of cement used today. It was a lot of work, and a lot of sun. I got more and more exhausted and more and more affected by the sun to the point where I couldn't do anything. Shoveling, slow and painful; lifting buckets, not even close; just nothing. I had to go sit down for extended breaks and got sent away a couple times.
Just around 3 I got sent to my room for shower and no more work to be done today.
I had / still have part of a really bad headache. Like, my head is exploding, but how can we share Christ with the workers if I can't even work with them?
Now we are playing with the kids. Paper hat decorating quickly regressed into airplane time, but it's still good.
Working in the kitchen is not easy. Gotta sort grains of rice.
If a man remains in me and I in him, he will bear much fruit.
Gotta focus on His goals not mine; trust in His plans, not mine; be open to His leading; and really just pray all the time.
I really hope tomorrow is better.
Ttyl.
D.Fa
-Forever Reign
-These Hands
-Always
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