The Drought

We collect rainwater to drink, wash dishes, do the laundry, and flush toilets. The rain falls down our slanted roof and runs through gutters into six large tanks at the sides of our house. It rains about three or four times a week, so we usually have plenty of water. But several times in the past, we have had slight droughts. On the night of June 27, 2015, it didn't rain. We weren't too worried though because one night without rain is usual. But then the next night it didn't rain again. By July 2, with no rain, it became a problem. We would wake up in the mornings to clear beautiful mountains, not a cloud in sight. In the evenings, pink haze sunsets covered the perfectly clear sky. It was quite cold in the mornings and hot in the afternoons.

Well, even though we didn't have any water up here on the mountaintop, down on the airstrip there was still some running. It isn't a long walk down to the airstrip (about .6 miles there and back), so in the evenings we carried buckets down and filled them with water. Then, we would walk back up with the containers. It was nice to go down in the late afternoons to bring back water. It worked quite well and we had plenty of water. Things like this can happen often when you are a missionary in the jungle. The important thing to remember is that God is always watching over you. He knows what's best for us, so we needn't worry.

Are not five sparrows sold for two copper coins? And not one of them is forgotten before God. But the very hairs of your head are all numbered. Do not fear therefore; you are of more value than many sparrows. (Luke 12:6-7)

If you remember that, the stress of life will quickly disappear.