"Since ancient times, no one has heard, no ear has perceived, no eye has seen any God besides you, who acts on behalf of those who wait for him....Yet you, Lord, are our Father. We are the clay, you are the potter; we are all the work of your hand."
Isaiah 64:4, 8
We woke up to cloudy skies and spitting rain this morning. Aaron still drove down to the wharf to put some documents on the Kosco. But he couldn't find the ship.
Last Wednesday, Aaron sent texts and tried to call our translation committee chairman all day long to find out if he and our cargo were coming on the ship: "Failure". Our village hardly ever has a cell phone signal, so this was no surprise. Finally on Thursday, Aaron called the ship's office and discovered that we did, indeed, have boxes on the ship.
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| photo credit by Olivia Choate |
When Aaron talked with the ship's crew, they assured him that the Kosco was back to its normal schedule. So this morning's disappearing ship act caught us off guard. The hardest part is that, even though we are living in the same country, we are really struggling with staying in touch with the language group we serve. Ever since February 2015, Aaron and the translation team have been working toward a translation office. The office would provide a place to work on the Lavukal translation, a safe area to keep equipment, and a communication center for when Aaron was away from the village.
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| photo credit by Olivia Choate |
So, we are submitting ourselves and our work and the people in the Russell Islands once again to the master Potter's hand and trusting His perfect timing. Would you come alongside us in prayer for wisdom and finances and timing and good cross-cultural communication in anticipation of Aaron working remotely from America later this year?
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