Tonight (5/22/2012) was the 2300 day prophecy night - its my least favorite sermon namely cause I hate numbers!! As the day went on I silently dreaded the set hour of numbers and figures that I would have to face.
As I got to my site it was raining - muddy, and wet elders met me as I came up to the compound. When asked about plans with the rain, my head elder and translator strongly stated that God would take care of it.
"He made the world and He will get ride of the rain, why do you doubt?" he chastised the church members who dared to voice their concern.
I sat quietly and prayed. I hoped that the rain would End Because I figured that if it was raining people wouldn't bother to walk to the meeting no matter where we had it.
The rain reduced to a sprinkling, and the head elder ordered the rickety wooden pews to be brought out. However just as the PA system was being set up, the rain picked up. The people scattered like cockroaches, dodging under the over hang around the compound, crowding into the classroom door ways.
We waited. And waited. We watched the water drip off the tin roof, creating little "river" boarders to the building and soaking all the wooden pews.
Finally they decided to being the pees in under the awning of the buildings - so out we went, getting wet yet laughing all the way as we slipped and slid in the mud. I got to help for a little while, but then was strictly instructed to stay dry! :)
Anyways we were able to "wade" through the program, dodging both the literal and attitude raindrops that brought mixed emotions.
The underlining question was simply - why?
God is all powerful - he predicted things that were to come 2300 years in advance, let alone all the other miracles that occur on a daily basis . But yet it rained.
This question of Why is not restricted to African rain. I ask why all the time. Why did this or that happen, or why did this not work out? And in the end all I hear in response is the soft sound of rain, and the winds of no response.. The silence of God. It's odd and wow every time I hear it, I long for heaven all the more... Finally I can ask all the questions I want and get answers as to why! I can't wait! :D sigh - even with the promise of heaven, I still wish I had answers now, but all in His time they say. It's not like I have much of a choice as far as making God answer. Cest la vie! - anyways I need sleep! Good night!
"the aching may remain, but the breaking will not, when the heavens only answer is silence of God" - song
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