It's the small things

     I don't know if you are like me, but sometimes it is just a challenge to get up and get going in the morning. Well Thursday was just one of those days that I don't think I ever fully woke up. Our kids were fussy and the house was a wreck. I just wanted to go back to bed all day. So in the afternoon when our kids were sleeping, I went back to bed too.

    I had not been asleep very long when our doorbell started to ring. That is a very common thing to happen here. The doorbell just rings all the time. It could be the local gardener wanting to cut the grass for some extra money. Or a neighbor wanting to visit to talk about their eye problem. Or the security guard who watches our neighborhood just wanting to check in. Or the kind market lady with her cart selling fruits or vegetables. So, I just decided yesterday to ignore the doorbell in hopes that I could sleep a bit longer before the busyness started again with the boys. But, the doorbell ringing did not stop.

     Finally after 5 or 10 minutes, and for fear that the bell would wake up my kids, I went to answer it. At the door was a very sweet lady who was asking for me. I was wondering how in the world she knew my first and last name. She said that her mother is my patient and that she had been sent by her to find me. I invited her in and she told me that she had been looking for our house for hours, but knew that she could not return to her mother without having seen us. She then pulled out a loaf of homemade corn bread (corn is in season right now) and gave to me as a gift from her mother.  It was so important to them that I have this gift of appreciation for her mother's care at the clinic. After visiting for some time with our new friend and hearing about the Lord's faithfulness in their lives, she left.

     Even as I write this today I am still overwhelmed that this sweet lady would have spent the entire afternoon on Thursday to find my house and bring me a loaf of homemade corn bread. This kind gesture made my somewhat hard day be easily forgotten. Oh, how I have much to learn about serving and loving others the way that Jesus did and this lady did for me.

      On a another note, please be praying for Nathan as he is in a town about 8 hours from here called Santo Tomas. After finishing with his clinic in Cusco yesterday, he and his nurses left and arrived about 11 pm last night. Nathan is experiencing problems with the altitude as Santo Tomas is located at around 16,000 feet. Pray for them today as they are planing to try to see 100 patients and encourage the local church that is there. This church is a plant of our church here in Cusco. He will hopefully be back tomorrow night. 

   At least I have a few boys in my house to keep me company.