Trust...

Today we decided to go with another family to visit a pediatrician. Brynne is due for her one year shots and as our language is pretty basic right now, so I thought it would be good to take the opportunity to go with someone whose language is much better. So the four of us, yes Hugo, myself, Marc and Brynne, hopped (well, not quite hopped) on the motorbike and off we went. I had Brynne in the sling on my hip. It is always an adventure whenever you ride the bike into town here. The traffic is insane and while there is a line sometimes in the middle of the road, that doesn’t mean that you actually stay within that line. The middle of the road is a bit of a no-man’s zone. There are also roads here that suddenly turn into one way streets and you need to turn off before it does. Umm, we’ve figured out that you just need to know which ones do that as they are extremely poorly marked. Anyways, we made it to the hospital (me with really white knuckles thanks to the guy who decided to cross a four lane road with his cart right in front of us…) safely only to find out that the doctor wasn’t in today and we could come back tomorrow… I think I will take a taxi next time. It will take a lot longer, but it will be less stressful… Brynne felt none of this and thought it was great fun to ride on the bike. She stuck her hand out and was feeling the wind and waving to people and then playing with the strap of my helmet. If only it were so easy for us grownups to trust so completely. We always want to have some control ourselves. But we just need to trust in God’s direction and know that he has a plan for us. There are times when things happen and we don’t know why, but we just need to trust that there is a purpose for everything. Today a young family in our church lost their baby just before birth. We pray that God will give you the strength you need to continue on and raise the three children that you have on this earth Dave and Leona. Know that your little girl is where we are all looking forward to going.