Had a rough start to the day, feeling a little homesick again, nothing serious but just a little sadness. I think part of it was that I kept thinking about today being the end of my first week and having about 30 weeks or so to go. Part of it was I spent too much time inside today, reading helped some but once I had to set to preparing what I was teaching today I had trouble focusing. Also another part was knowing that I was missing my brother Trent’s birthday. A few friends have had birthdays so far but missing my little brothers birthday was sad. Anyway I managed to shake it off. I got mobbed by a bunch of little kids wanting sidewalk chalk while I was trying bring in the laundry. I gave them some chalk and then they spent the whole time I was trying to prepare for class going “Mr. Mr., come see what we drew” which didn’t help me prepare at all, haha. I walked to school and on the way quickly wished I had brought an umbrella because a storm was moving in. I got to my classroom just in time for it to start raining. Because it was raining so hard it delayed my students from coming I had some time and was feeling particularly move by the storm I wrote a little contemplating the storm and how it was affecting me.
“As I sit here in the middle of a thunderstorm that has rolled in like so many before it, I am overcome by the thoughts of how awesome the power of God really is. The storm rages, the thunder crashes and the lightning flashes and I consider the might of God. This storm is but a small occurrence in the whole of this world He has created for us. Despite the storms power its just a tiny sample of God’s glory. It’s akin to sitting by the ocean and watching the waves batter the shore. Mighty and powerful and yet so small. I’ve been praying for the rains to stop and for the cool weather to come, but I think I shall miss these storms for I shall not likely see their like again while I’m here in Africa. No rains I’ve endured in the US compare to the rains here in Africa, it really is a thing of majesty. The storms are short, but pretty vicious. The rain falls so hard that it drowns out all other sound, especially indoors under the metal roof. The rain is slowing but the thunder still rolls. The glory of God’s power fills my heart with joy.”
Then class went well, my SS2s are actually very good at math compared to the SS3s. They are still very basic math skills but today gave me great hope for what I can accomplish with them. I walked home in the rain because it was still raining lightly over an hour later. We were invited to eat at the Mahr’s house. We had chicken and some vegetables over rice. It was so good. We spent almost 2 hours just visiting and sharing stories, it was nice. Then I came home and was helping a kid named Joseph with some chemistry tutoring. He actually finished school but still is trying to pass the WASSCE tests, which are the tests they have to pass to go to the university. Anyway, that’s my day in a nutshell, overall a good day. I love you all and miss you all. And I love God for the opportunity He’s given me and the support of the people He’s placed in my life to help me adjust here.
Blessings from Africa
Ryan Brooks
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