I want to go back to AFRICAAAAA~

Today has been a bit of a roller coaster for me.

Disappointment - darn! I really didn't want my alarm to go off. Mornings always come to early. I think that, maybe, it would be nice for mornings start at least an hour or two later than they normally do.

Panic - ahhhhh! I pressed snooze too many times. I am going to be late for work! My hair is a mess! I'm not wearing any make-up. Where is my work shirt? Have I fed the cows yet? Oh man, I am so hungry... ok... I'll give myself 3 minutes to make and eat something for breaky.

Sigh - Phewfy... I made it to work on time. Car doors locked. Walk as peacefully as I can into work so it doesn't appear like I had to rush to get here.

Relax - mmm okay. This seems like it will be a pretty chill day. La-ti-da... making sandwhiches, slicing meat, making coffee.

UTTER CHAOS - oh man! there is no oder or system to the madness of the lunch rush.

jac "what can I do to help? do you want me to start on some of these orders?"

chris "no! I have these under control. ever man for himself. help the next person"

jac "ok"

5 seconds later

chris "have you gotten my quiche order in the oven to heat up yet?"

jac what the crap happened to the every man for himself plan?

And this cycle (the exact same, and about 20 similar scenarios) repeated itself about a million times today. I thought I would loose it before the end of the day.

Outburst - I never thought I'd have the guts to do it... but with the support of my kitchen co-worker I told my boss straight up, that if he didn't get some organization, structure and order to this place... he was going to lose me as an employee.

Escape - work is over! Yippeeeee.

Reunite - I met one of the ladies I went to school with in Vancouver in the Dollar Store as I was searching for a business card holder. I hadn't seen her since we finished school a year ago... even though we live in the same town! haha. Sometimes this world is so small... and other times one town is huge!

Chill time - ahhhhhhh (this one is a peaceful, sighing ahhhh) hip hip horray, its the beginning of my one day weekend. I started my 'weekend' off by making a cup of tea, a giant salad for supper and sitting peacefully listening to music until the next planned event of the day.

Inspiration - I went to a film night at NIC with Jodie that the Global Nursing group put on. It ended up being the most amazing night of my week! This little 80 year old lady named Hilda shared about her experiences in Uganda working in an HIV/Aids clinic. I was reminded of stories of my Grandparents in Africa, and of my own trip to Kenya when I was 10. Oh man.... and now all I want to do is go back. She told us how child prostitution is a huge contributing factor to the epidemic in Uganda (and all of Africa) and it stirred up within me a dream that I have let lay low for the past little while. Through what God has taught me about myself... about the value that I have in my Heavenly Father's eyes, about the truth that I am lovely (inside and our)... I felt this pull on my heart in the last few months to work with the girls and young women who have been sold into prostitution..... and get them out of that horrible situation and tell them how much value they have an how beautiful and important they are, and how much God cares for them and desires for them to be made whole again - and how Jesus is offering them total freedom and redemption. I want to fill these girls with hope and LIFE, the true life that Jesus has offered me. This evening sparked that dream within me again.... and oh... all I want to do is go back to Africa. So my dreams and prayers are once again focused on asking God for a purpose, place, and time. I really have no idea what I would actually be able to DO (what skills do I have?)... but I have no doubt that when/if the time comes.. that I will be equipped with the skills I'll need.

Laughter - Jodie and I laughed so hard with Arsh (an International student here from India for the year) We drove him home... but when we got there all the lights were out and no one was there... and he doesn't have a key to his own house! So we took him out for his very first Tim Hortons coffee. And laughter laughter laughter! haha. We had such a good good time. Then we took him back up to his house an hour later, and still no one was home. He said he would be fine to just want... and last I heard... almost an hour after we left... he was still waiting outside in the cold. Poor guy. Jod and I made him promise that he would get himself a key cut ASAP.

Peace out - okey dokey. Now I think this post is complete. I will fall asleep with dreams of Africa in my heart... and I'll sleep in tomorrow morning. Good night.