Hilly Road
Almost every day on our journey to campus as we are climbing the big hill, I thank the Father for our scooter! It is so convenient and the very fact that I don’t have to pedal up that hill is wonderful! Pedaling up a hill is not fun for anyone, but could you imagine if you had your chart full of veggies, fruit, or water jugs that you sold for a living behind your pedaling bike? I can’t! Talk about muscles burning! What I love about this culture, is that many times you will see a complete stranger on his scooter or electric bike; stick out his foot or hand and push the chart as he goes up the hill. So simple, but yet, makes someone else day so so much easier! I have been looking for an opportunity to do this, I will let ya know when I do.
Surrounded by sounds of horns, buses, and loud Chinese while walking down a crowded street can seem so foreign and a somewhat out of body experience. As we were walking down a shopping street trying to find our way, to my utter disbelief, I heard Backstreet Boys! Yes, I did stay and listen to the whole song, and it was wonderful! It is funny the things that remind you of home, the thing’s that make your heart smile when you live here. I would never think that hearing “Baby, baby ..ooohhh” by Justin Bieber would be a heart warming experience, but sadly because he speaks English and is totally American, I now have bieber fever! I have really enjoyed hearing some older, not so popular, pop songs and was not expecting to hear what I heard one day shopping for rugs. It was as if the Father was talking directly to me. It was a praise song in English! They had no clue what it was, but to me it was a reminder that He is with me…. anywhere I go! I was praising Him in English in a rug store! ...
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