At a medical clinic today, we did a lot of what happen last summer in Guatemala at a medical clinic. The basic blood pressure, weight, and pain questionnaire process filtered through a few dozen locals in a small community. People enter my focus, but I had a huge problem with the language barrier. We talked about it tonight at debriefing, and I kinda figured out why- after Guatemala, I had a list of two dozen people or so whom I had made firm relationships with and knew personally, more than just a basic conversation. But here in Gabon, I don't have anyone on my list, and I only have two days left. It's been a tough trip to sort through, as to why I'm actually here and what God's plan was/is...
People are headed off to bed cause it's 11 here and that's light's out time. Right now, we're finishing up a time of playing cards, drinking some D'jino, and talking about life; a few of the life conversations really helped me sort through a relationship that's been on my mind through this whole trip... And even though I'm headed to bed, I know that God'll race thoughts through my head, continuing a spider web of conflicts, plans, dreams, and barriers.
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