I can’t believe that Thanksgiving is this week. It obviously is not a holiday here, and we probably won’t do much on the exact day, but is serves to remind us that Christmas is rapidly coming also. It’s hard to think about those holidays when it is so hot! By now, if I were at home, I would have been listening to Christmas music for many weeks already, as I make handmade gifts for family and friends. As it is, I only have a fraction of the Christmas albums that I own loaded in my music on computer, so I don’t want to listen to them too early and (heaven forbid) get tired of them before Christmas gets here.
About a week ago on Friday at about 3:30 in the afternoon, we felt the first drops of rain. This time it lasted more than just a few minutes. We were praying that it would rain all the rest of Friday and through the night. And it did! Praise God! Beautiful, wet, refreshing, cooling, healing rain! I awoke several times in the night to hear the rain gushing off the roof into the puddle by the sidewalk. At one point, towards daybreak, I got out of bed and stood at the living room window, just to watch it. We are truly thankful for what is the first real rainfall of the rainy season, and pray for many more of those rains to come. And now, little more than a week later, and having had a few more rains since that one, the grass is turning green again, the poinsettia bushes in the yard are leafing out, mangoes are getting close to being ripe on the trees, and I’m starting to see the tiniest avocados beginning to form.
Of course we were abruptly reminded that we live in Zimbabwe as often when it rains like that, we lose electricity. Friday evening it left without warning. One minute you’re sitting in the lighted room reading a book and the next you are sitting in complete darkness, not even able to see the book in your hands. And then we laugh and say to each other, “Welcome to Zimbabwe!” The electric was out for a couple hours, but it did come back on before we retired for the night, but went out again sometime during the night and came back on after my first cup of coffee early on Saturday morning. It’s the difference between heating water for coffee on the gas stove (the old fashioned way), or heating it in the electric pot.
We had exterminators on the campus last week, spraying for termites, and providing rat and mice killer for all the homes on campus. Jeff put some of the “food balls” up in the attic in the house here. The next day I heard what sounded like some rather large mice (OK, maybe rats, I don’t want to think about it) playing a game of soccer up above our bedroom. Like they were rolling the stuff around and chasing after it. My hope was that they would eat the stuff. Well, they must have, because it’s been strangely quiet since then. That stuff works pretty well.
That pretty much brings you up to date. Blessings to all of you on this Thursday, Thanksgiving Day! Eat some turkey and dressing for us! And pumpkin pie for dessert.
Jeff and Rebecca