Something to think on as we close out the month of September.
Barbados, I am wondering: what happens if we lose our schools, our churches, our businesses, our homes, our supermarkets, our hospitals, our hotels, our transportation, our electricity, our water, our connectivity with the outside world? What happens when our roads are filled with debris or fall away?
What happens when there is nowhere for cruise liners to dock or planes to land? What happens when we can’t eat or sleep because of looting and raping, when there are no tourists coming to provide income or taste our pudding and souse, when business comes to a screeching halt, when there may be money but nothing to buy with it, when there is nothing at all left that can possibly be salvaged on a little 166 square mile rock? In other words, how in blazes would we ever survive or recover from a Category 5 hurricane?
The last few days have been emotionally draining; so much devastation and loss being experienced by our Caribbean sisters and brothers – truly it is mind-boggling and overwhelming. I find I need to keep grounded and consciously keep it real by remembering how good life truly is when next the electricity or water goes off, or I am stuck on a paved road in traffic (in a car with a cool breeze blowing through the vents) with a full belly, or cannot find a car park space at the supermarket, or quarrel with a tourist for driving their hired car too slow and keeping me back from getting to where I am going … because Barbados, recently I am really wondering and being grateful, all at the same time. What about you?
To my Caribbean brothers and sisters, my heart aches for you but know that we are all in this together and forever; we are one and you are not alone.
#tearsformyCaribbeanpeople #evergrateful #hurtingheart
“Waiting makes me restless. When I’m ready, I’m ready.” ~ Reba McEntire
“I wait for the LORD, my soul waits, and in his word I hope; my soul waits for the Lord more than watchmen for the morning, more than watchmen for the morning.” ~ Psalms 130:5-6
Everyone who knows me well will tell you: “Gale hates to wait.” It’s so bad I would rather drive a longer route than sit in traffic.
This is all kind of ironic really, seeing as how a great deal of my life is spent sitting in airports or on tarmacs waiting to travel from one country to another (the latter shown in the photo above which was taken at the Maurice Bishop International Airport in Grenada). I have also spent a lot of my spiritual life in a state of waiting – waiting to hear from God, waiting to know what He wants me to do, waiting until I have no choice but to be brave and take action instead of being a wimp.
After all this time however, I can tell you I am getting better at this waiting thing … well, I am giving it my best effort but admit some days are harder than others. I still hate waiting, but I have learnt that I hate being stressed out from waiting even more than the waiting itself.
Do you like waiting? How do you pass the time when you have no choice but to wait a situation out e.g. at the hairdresser, in a doctor’s office, battling bumper-to-bumper traffic, at the airport when your flight is delayed? Maybe you just don’t mind while others like me go bonkers. Share with us and let’s start a conversation!
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