There are days that seem really dark. We all face these days in our life and the form they take differs from one person to another. A missionary is no different. There are days when all we do is survive and right now we are in a few of those days.
We drove home to our house yesterday with our water tanks and all the supplies we bought in Dakar. We walked into our house and made shoe prints in the sand that had piled up on the floor and of course everywhere else. We found around 10 dead roaches on our floor, which means there are many more alive ones left to be found.
The night before we left for Dakar, 3 weeks ago, was a water-less night, which means we arrived home to a very low supply of water. The house was incredibly hot from being closed up for so long. So here we are covered in dirt, hot and no water to begin cleaning with.
None of our toilets flushed which meant that over the three weeks we were gone our water was never turned on with enough pressure to make it up to the toilets. Last night we only got enough water to fill half a tote, which means that we will have drinking water and maybe enough to wipe down the boys before bed.
Our strategy right now is survival and prayer that God would give us a night with good water, so that we can fill up our water supply. The first days back are usually difficult like this and I know that life gets easier once we adjust, but making it through the adjustment is never easy. Pray with us for water and for the strength to survive.