You get up, go for a jog with the dog, shower, drive to school, teach, come home, make dinner, go to bed. Same routine anywhere. Life is beginning to feel that way here for us, and then something happens to make us realize that things that are beginning to seem normal, really aren't, at least by American standards.
Saturday I needed to pick up some cortisone cream, so I went down to the local market, where I managed to find a pharmacy, which luckily had some tubes of cream labeled in English. Couldn't find cortisone, but found something that said it was a topical steroid, so I bought that. Stopped in another shop to pick up some needles to do some mending, another shop had the bamboo skewers I wanted to make kites with my class, yet another had a pair of PE shorts the girls needed. All this felt pretty normal, until I looked across into the open part of the market, saw the fans with little pieces of cloth on them brushing the flies away from the raw meat, the fresh fish flopping around on the table of one vendor, another selling vegetables I've never seen before and would have no idea how to use. And everyone chattering in a language I don't understand. Oh, that's right, I'm doing all these everyday things in a country halfway around the world, in an attempt to help others to have an opportunity to hear about Christ!
We worshiped at the bi monthly international service this evening. There were people there from Holland, Australia, America (even other Seattleites!), Switzerland, South Africa and of course native Thais, and those are just the ones I know. Worship was led by a young woman who is a missionary here with the Akha people (a tribal group that is spread across 5 different countries in this part of Asia). Her Akha worship team led for us tonight, mostly in English, but they did sing for us in Akha as well, which is a completely different language than Thai. They are preparing for a 'summer' camp for 800-1,000 Akha youth coming up in the middle of October. This camp has been running every year for 20 years. Next time she leads service, she wants our girls to help.
The diversity of the people we spend time with here is a delight for us suburbanites. The passion for sharing Christ is a delight for our souls. We are so thankful to be part of this community!