Rainy season has begun. For the past two days, it has been storming almost non-stop. It is a well kept secret of mine (not anymore) that I am fearful of storms. It’s true. I do not like them, they make me feel very vulnerable. My family likes to tease me about a time when I was about seven and it was storming outside. I was in a car and I had to go from the car to an office building and I was terrified and crying. Although now the fear is not that extreme, I still have a healthy respect for storms.
The storming is not the only problem. When it rains like it has been, the roads get washed out and we can not pass. We tried to go to Belmopan (capital of Belize) today to get our worker’s permits and some medication I need. Normally, we would not try this because we knew the road would likely be flooded, but I need the medication to take care of an infection so we decided to try. The roads were awful and flooded and we could not pass.
John and I got to talking about how, out here, we are completely vulnerable. Our dependency has to totally rest on the Lord. We have to put our full trust in Him that he will care for us and watch over us no matter how serious the circumstance. We met a guy on the road who is building on some property that he calls “The Last Frontier”, so that should give you a good idea of where we are. We are in a place where if we let it, fear could consume us. So far, I’m doing well to bring my fears to Jesus. We also have great evidence in Vera and Basil that God will take care of us since He has taken such great care of them. I guess when we are faced with the reality of our living conditions, we realize how much we need to rest in the palm of God’s hand.
PS From John: I KNEW I should have got that snorkel kit for the Jeep…we could have made it if we had deep-water crossing capabilities…