Thursday, January 22, 2009

My Worst Day

Yesterday was the worst day I'd experienced in a long, long time. I'd told people to expect a rough time after a great week of ministry. After all, Elijah experienced the same thing. (1 Kings 19:3-4). I even planned accordingly. Let me tell you the story.

Yesterday, I was scheduled to drop off the last of our team at the airport (I couldn't go in with them since there's increased security in the airport). Then I was going to go home and take a nap. After all, I'd been running fast and furious for 11 days non stop. Those eleven days included making adjustments for missed flights and delayed flights, and adjusting to a strike that turned violent. After all of this, Thursday was to be a day of rest and finishing up some long overdue reporting.

Everything was going according to plan. I had had finally asleep when Trish woke me up to tell me that the guys had called from the airport to say their flight had been canceled. I was still not all the way awake when I started working on contacting Jet Airways to see what concessions they'd give and contacting Continental to see what their policy is for rescheduling flights ($250 per person).

I sent Trish to the airport, while I worked on making arrangements. While I was making arrangements, the day guard came up and told me that our septic system was overflowing feces. Yuck! I went to see and sure enough, it was gross.

All of this wouldn't have been so bad, but I knew that Thursday the ruling political party had called a strike. That means that I would have to get they guys to the airport and return home before sunrise or else I'd get stuck at the airport or have to risk getting the car stoned. For the same reason, we wouldn't be able to get the septic system fixed. In fact, I later found out that the septic system can't get pumped until Tuesday. (It turns out Friday and Monday are holidays and they don't work on the weekend.)

Anyway, I was not having a very good day. Still at the end of the day, I was able to say to the Father, "Lord, you give and take away. Blessed be Your name."

I did manage to get them to the airport and get home without incident this morning and though their flight is delayed, it does look like they'll get off today. (We're still praying.) I also got to come home after dropping them and get some rest.

Now I'm off to long overdue reports.

2 comments:

Esther Eskildson said...

Septic issues are always fun. Hope the guys got off all right. Am keeping you all in my prayers. How's Victoria doing?

Mike said...

I can so relate. We currently have a half filled hole in our back yard after having our septic tank dug up last week. We can flush our toilets and do laundry again but hope to get them back next week to finish the job. Still, although we've had to deal with issues with mission teams, strikes and septic tanks, never on the same day thank the Lord. There is a reward waiting for you.