First Day of School

Today was the first day of school. I woke them up got them dressed and they left. That was it. I made their beds and tidied the rooms and then I was done. Then I did nothing all day. I got in contact with some of Caitlin’s friends, Facebooked, read, and watched ‘Mean Girls.’ (Don’t judge me Tina Fey is a genius.)

I also was able to listen to a podcast from my church back home. One of the missionaries supported by our church spoke. He is a friend of mine and he is wonderful. The sermon was amazing. He talked on obedience. Sermon really is a bad word because what he really did is share his testimony of where he is right now. It is inspiring to see people obey God with reckless abandonment. I also am excited for what I will be able to share when I get home. I can’t wait to share and rejoice with my family over the amazing things God will do here.

I was able to worship today. I also prayed over the house. I walked though the rooms and prayed over the kid’s beds. I want the Lord’s presence to dwell in this place in a noticeable way.

Tonight while eating dinner with Java, Cinderella, and Mother Hen I heard the Pirates of the Caribbean music playing. (The family went out for dinner strait from school and work. They forgot to tell me. It’s fine.) So I am looking around trying to figure it out and I realize it the tv. Well you see that was weird because it was on the Turkish equivalent of CNN. That’s right they score all their news stories with adventure soundtracks. I was in shock. This particular story was about a drug bust, then it switched to a story about terrorism, then flood coverage and all with the same adventure score. I was like are you serious. Then they started showing bodies from the flood. Dead people in focus with camera men fighting their way into the backs of ambulances to get more footage. Where is your tact? It was like those bad entertainment news shows in the US with all the gossip. Bad shots, poor quality cameras, big arrows on screen, and no tact this is Turkish news. But I did see a terrorist bust to Pirates of the Caribbean so I am not complaining too much.

Had another attempt at a conversation with Mother Hen today. But really all I understood was Victoria Secret. Then she brought out this pair of pants and showed them to me. She then communicated that they were too big. She also said Caitlin but I am not sure how she fits into the story because they weren’t Caitlin’s pants. The staff tries to talk to me a lot and always include me. Tonight we had sunflower seeds and watched Turkish tv together. I had no idea what was going on but it was great. I just laugh a lot. I know they think I’m crazy. Mother Hen gave me a back rub and I got goose bumps because someone touched me. It has been a while. I miss hugs.

I also had this revelation. When ever my Patron comes home the staff freaks out and runs around like chickens with their heads cut off. They are trying to prepare for whatever her next whim might be. Which is difficult because they don’t read minds you see. My Patron is very hard and rude to Mother Hen. She plays it off and says the Patron’s mean and crazy but what I realized is that it really hurts her. The lies and hurtful things the Patron says cuts deep and the wounds have no one to heal them. I also realized we are supposed to be servants of God. But in all the stories God’s servants rejoice when he returns not run for the hills. The servant master mentality is extremely warped here and that realization broke my heart.

Pray about this if you don’t mind. My Patron has a very domineering presence and I think it needs to end. I am taller so I walk up to her head held high to show I am not intimidated but that is not quite what I mean. The spirit that she carries around with her to make herself feel important and secure is to dominate others. So I think its time for God to dominate her. I would like the presence of God that I carry around to be so large and impressive that she can’t get over it. I want her to be curious. I want her to ask. I want God to be glorified above all.