Thoughts of my grandmother

Thoughts of my grandmother

Last night I stayed up rather late. Susan and the boys had gone to bed early, but I've had a project hanging over my head for way too long now and I thought I would try to pull an all-nighter and finish it. That didn't work -- I'm too old for that now -- but I did stay up until 2am! I was listening to the instrumental music Susan had left on for me, and suddenly in the soft quietness of the evening, I recognized the song, and I was hearing my grandmother singing again in our home back there at Kama in Congo -- Oh what peace we often forfeit, Oh what needless pain we bear, All because we do not carry, everything to God in prayer. I could almost hear her voice again in the stillness of the night. I'm afraid I've forgotten many of the old hymns -- I'm seldom in America anyway and most churches don't sing them these days -- but I could hear my grandmother's voice singing that old hymn, and in my mind I could see her again sitting there in the living room at Kama. My mind wandered as I thought again of the years I had spent living with her and my grandfather there in Congo. She seemed to be praying all the time, sometimes alone, oftentimes with the many people who came to the house. I remember asking her if she ever prayed that God would provide all the money for the work. And she looked at me and surprised me by saying no. God provides according to His good choosing. I still remember her pausing and staring at me. And if He chooses rain, that is my choice too. I was too young I think to really understand and appreciate what she meant, but I have come to see it more clearly now that I've had a few more years under my belt. And so last night, after the music switched to some hymn I didn't know the words to, I set aside for a few minutes the project I was supposed to be working on, and with thoughts of my grandmother in my mind, in the darkness, I reread from my computer screen a proposal that we wrote a couple of months ago. I enjoyed reading again the words we had written. It was fun staring again at the pictures. And I liked just sitting there remembering at the marvel of how God reminded me, just in case I had missed it, that He is totally in control of it all. He can produce all of the funds that He desires to produce, and He can do it whenever He wants to.

You see I had specifically been asked by someone to write a proposal to request $30,000 from their organization because they had heard about what we were doing. They had learned that we were planning to expand into a new part of the country soon, and they wanted to help us out with funds to buy another used dump truck. And so I had done as I had been asked and I wrote the proposal, saying to myself, if they give us $30,000 we'll rejoice, and if they don't, well that will be fine too, because after all if the Lord indeed thinks that we need another truck, He will certainly figure out a way to get the money to us, from one place or another. Imagine how dumbfounded I was when they responded by giving us, not the $30,000 we had dutifully asked for, but $45,000 instead! My grandparents seemed to continually relish the verse from Ephesians that rejoices that God can and does do more than all we could ever ask or imagine, and as I reread the proposal again last night, I kept thinking that once again God was doing far more than all we could ask for or even imagine.

We have 17 schools open, another 12 under construction, more will be in the works next year, a college campus is being built almost magically before my eyes, and in the very late hours of the night, the utter wonder of it all became overpowering and I just there in the dark, shut down the computer screen so it would be totally dark, closed my eyes, and let myself have a good cry. Partially because I have been so tired this month of July and I've stretched myself totally to my limit, and partially because suddenly it was all good and clear again. How did we ever get so lucky to get to be a part of this? As Susan always says, God could have chosen anyone to get to do this, and yet He chose us and is letting us do it. So download the link below my friends, get a nice cup of coffee or hot cocoa and sit back for fifteen minutes and enjoy with us the magic and the wonder of what God is at work doing here in these villages in Tanzania. You don't have to read it in the dark like I did though.

VSI's Expansion in the Morogoro Region of Tanzania 2010
http://dl.dropbox.com/u/5106133/VSI%20Documents/VSI%20Expansion%20to%20t...