Tuesday, March 20, 2018

Uganda Or Bust



What do you do when a “nor’easter” (winter storm) brings your well laid plans to “not possible.”  Thus was the experience of Ruth’s sister and husband as they heard the news “all flights to and out of Portland, Maine cancelled” last Mar. 13.  Not only did it affect them but also their two children, one traveling from Argentina and the other one from southern California—both of whom planned to spend a day at home in Maine before heading to Uganda.  What to do?  
Their daughter was booked to fly to Maine via a certain airport, but because they couldn’t guarantee her a seat, they changed her flight at the last minute to fly into JFK where she became stranded. As only God could do it, that was the same airport their son flew into from Argentina and so they were stranded together…and in the very airport where their first long leg of the journey for all four of them was to begin.  But, how could the parents get there? 
After many phone calls, the parents found a flight out of Boston to JFK that had two vacant seats—they booked it. But…how to get to Boston? All buses and trains were grounded. A church friend volunteered to drive them to Portland, where they could rent a car and drive to Boston.  Not only was the driving risky in the storm—even the snow plows were taking refuge under the overpasses—but the wet snow completely covered road and exit signs.  What to do?  
 Another church friend called Ruth’s sister, Judy, and verbally walked her through the process of bringing up the GPS on her smart phone (which she had never used)…and that’s how they found their way to Logan airport. Praise God that flight did go as scheduled and eventually they connected with their stranded children and all four boarded the March 13 late night Turkish Airline flight to Istanbul and onward to Entebbe, Uganda.  Ruth joyfully welcomed her people in the early hours of March 16.   
After such a dramatic departure from North America, God must have something special for their first-time-in-Africa visit and mission.


Tuesday, March 13, 2018

Small World



A couple of months ago Ruth and I decided we would join an inter-mission Ladies Retreat which took place last week.  The first night following some ice-breaker activities, all 50 or so of us were treated to ice-cream sundaes! As we headed back to our “huts” where we were accommodated, we began chatting with various ones—we knew only a couple of the ladies.  Using my “torch” (flashlight) to light the way, I and another lady, younger than me, found ourselves walking together. We began the conversation by asking where we each came from.  I was shocked to hear she was from Canada, and then almost dropped my flashlight when she said she was from “New Brunswick!” “Really?!”  She also could hardly believe we were both coming from the same province.  That was God’s way for me to begin a great weekend sharing and enjoying her and other ladies from many points on the globe.  Praise God for His surprises and the amazing way He calls us to follow Him even sometimes to the uttermost parts of the earth.