A Glimpse into August

This afternoon brought a welcome surprise reminder of our soon departure to the land of early mornings, plantain lunches, and tumultuous driving conditions. At about 2PM today we received a brief phone call from an energetic Sr. Oresoa, the nun in charge of the Sisters of the Poorest of the Poor at the Anawim Home in Abuja. After determining that the phone call must be important if it came from a phone number with 13 digits (country code + phone number), we spoke briefly. Any of you who have had the pleasure of spending time with Sister know that she is strictly business. In her usual lighthearted manner, she told us exactly what she needed to and in less than two minutes was off the phone. Just like that airport transportation, housing, and food had been decided for the group for two weeks. However, in just those two minutes we were given a glimpse into the world into which some of us would be returning and others venturing into for the first time. In the background was a fury of talking, instruments, and children. It was clear that Sister had stolen away this brief moment to give us a call just to make sure everything was set for our arrival. After the end of the call I figured out that it was actually about 8PM in Abuja which meant the Sisters still had a few more hours of work with the children before putting them to bed. They will then get a few hours of sleep before waking at 4AM to begin again. In less than two weeks we will be joining them and could not be looking forward to it more.