Our Journey

The blogs are backing up in my head.  There’s so much I want to process, record and share.  I have three journal entries from this week that stop mid-sentence as I was called away by family, guests, phone calls or workmen.

I feel like I have been able to handle most everything that has come my way with grace and humor to this point, but yesterday I was irritable and near tears.  When the carpenter came to discuss new projects (he has finally finished the furniture he started nearly two months ago) I said, “Darlington, if we talk know I will just be mean.”

Jeff and I ran in different directions all day and came home tired and a frustrated.  But then I made my first ever (delicious) homemade tomato soup – on the charcoal stove out back, no less – and grilled cheese.  Daniel and his son, Chimongo, joined us for dinner and we had a quiet evening talking with Steve Bryant about essential print resources for the church in Malawi.

I’m still rather fragile this morning.  I’ve asked Jeff not to be too nice to me or it will break the facade of confidence and pleasantness that I have put on for the day.  In a couple hours 1o people will arrive at our house for a religious writer’s workshop, led by Steve Bryant and myself.  We hope at the end of the day to have taught some writing, editing and publishing skills as we work together to create the first Malawi UMC Quarterly Newsletter!  Stay tuned.  And please keep praying.

All our love from Malawi!