Disappointment and Surprise

We were hoping our container would arrive here in Alabama on Saturday. John had men lined up to help unload. Then on Friday we found out that it won’t be here until Tuesday. I am not sure what we’ll do about help in the middle of the week when just about everyone is working. Most everything will go into the storage building that we have rented. We will pull a few things out like my computer (no more sharing the laptop!!) and the kids’ bicycles. I am anxious to know if my refrigerator is completely molded inside after seven weeks of storage. I am not going to think about what might be broken. OK, I am thinking about it but I am trying to remind myself that it is just stuff.

This morning at church, we had a pleasant surprise. After the congregation sang a few songs, there was a time to shake hands and greet others around us. John exchanged pleasantries with a woman in the seat in front of him. She complimented him on his singing and he said something in return. Then she told him that she didn’t speak English very well. “Oh, where are you from?” he asked. “Romania,” she replied. Well, then John rattled off a couple of sentences in Romanian and the lady’s jaw hit the floor! She and her husband are just visiting their children that live here in the States. We were able to talk with them more after church and we have plans to get together with them this weekend.