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The word this week is ordinary.
I wake up every morning, walk 100 steps to a dining room that seats 400 to pick up 1 cup of coffee from a giant coffee maker and walk 100 steps back to a room that sleeps 4 at any given time. I walk 75 steps to a job I normally have to drive to because my work place isn’t usually in my home. At the end of the day I walk back 75 steps to the room I left just 9 hours earlier to take a 2 minute shower so I can go to dinner where I will run into every single person I just got done working with because my home is in my place of employment or my place of employment is in my home. After dinner on Fridays I have date night with 3 boys from Texas who love video games and movie night and eat popcorn 1 kernel at a time. I wait 14 to 56 days for mail to arrive from flying 3000 plus miles away. I wait until 5pm to talk to my boys at 12pm because there’s a 5 hour time difference until daylight savings time when I will have to make it 6pm to talk to them at 12pm because they don’t do daylight savings time here in Africa. AND God thought it was a very good idea for me to travel thousands of miles for him to show me I am still too full of anger and bitterness instead of just showing me at home.
This is no ordinary life.