A Day In Our Life...

To my most amiable readers;
Why such a soggy Dustin?? Well, for some reason, our chimney pipe overheated or imploded or something, and as I sat in our kitchen of an evening, I smelled something "funny". Thinking I had perhaps put the clothes drying rack too close to our woodstove, I went to check, only to see a flickering brightness near our ceiling.
It took a second from seeing the flames jutting out across the ceiling till in my mind's eye the whole house was a fireball...but I did manage to yell for Dustin that our ceiling was apparently on fire. He sent me to go find Mike, our coworker who lives above our apartment, whose windows look out onto our roof. So, grabbing Edison (Sophia being seated safely out of harm's way) I ran outside and into their home, dashing into their living room (with a noticeable lack of decorum), looking to see if our roof was ablaze. Their living room was filling with smoke but I couldn't see any flames. Not finding Mike, I dumped Edison in their eight-year old's arms and dashed to their kitchen to find a pot to dump water with. Spotting an enamel stockpot which was dutifully soaking some utensils and dishes, I fished them out (more of that aforementioned lack of decorum here), and took the pot, potato chunks and all, and flung the dishwater out over the roof, hearing much sizzling and commotion below, as Dustin was in the process of throwing water up at the ceiling in a mad frenzy. The fire was put out, and Mike and Dustin took apart the stove pipe to try to ascertain the cause, but nothing obvious was found. Very scary!

Such adventures we have. They make for good laughs after the fact. Like our hotpot bursting into flames, leaving hot melted plastic and a scorched table in its wake. Or the time Dustin was away in the mountains and the fierce wind wrenched one of our windows open in the middle of the night, making me think someone was in the house, and I the only one to protect us! And of course in rowing, my tales are endless...curious sea lions, huge waves, boat traffic, amorous fishermen!

Not every day is startling or jarring, but the adventures are never few nor far between!
But our greatest adventure has been to trust God in His leading us here; to trust His purposes are at work when we struggle to communicate or relate to the people here. Please continue to lift us up in prayer as we walk out our call here in Chile.

Blessings!
Your Most Devoted,
Sarah