Tonight turned out to be a good night. A+B+C= a good night. A=good company. B=good conversation. C=good coffee. I’m happy and thankful, and amazed at how God changed the situation from earlier this evening when I went to the market.
On my way to Crystal and Paul’s house (where Faye and I were heading for dinner), I stopped by Sa Geow market to pick up something. The lady that I buy “som tam” (papaya salad) from ended up making fun of me because of something I had said. She was really enjoying sharing my blunder with the guys at the taxi stand next to her. I knew what I’d said wasn’t what she’d asked but based on our previous conversations it seemed appropriate. I knew what I should’ve said but that doesn’t matter now, except I’ll use that next time. Anyway, I was hungry and tired and was feeling a tad homesick and being made fun of at this particular time was… hard. I know it’s to be expected and I know that I need to not take myself so seriously and to not have so much pride, but sometimes I hate being “the farang” and being stared at all the time and being laughed at on a regular basis. So this is how I was feeling. And then I started praying, as I was riding my bike to my friends’ house, asking God to help me get over my hurts, and myself and just keep going. “Pay daaw pay.” I praised Him for bringing me here, even though there are still days where the transition to being here is hard, and I thanked Him for who He is, and all that He’s done and all that He intends to do… And I arrived at Paul and Crystal’s and promptly forgot about my hurts and all that had happened at Sa Geow. Must’ve been God.
As the evening was winding down and I had a cup of coffee in hand, there was a pause in our conversation and I thought to myself how great it was to be sitting and talking with my new friends – how normal it felt, how encouraging it was to know that they too struggle at times with the transition to life in Thailand. Each of our collections of stories are growing by the day – as is our Thai vocab – along with our testimonies of God’s faithfulness. Whether it be prayers answered regarding the barking of dogs all night, or an ant problem, or a little boy being toilet trained, or connecting with “phuean-baan” (neighbours), or surviving traffic in Thailand, the Lord is at work. I know He’s also at work in the bigger things, but I’m thankful that He cares about the little things too. I’m thankful for His help on a daily basis, especially when I’m desperate for His help and He comes to save me and changes how I view things. Like tonight – I’m thankful for how it turned out. Not that He’d be unworthy to be praised if the evening hadn’t turned around, but I’m thankful that it did.