GO DO IT NOW

"Go wash your hair," God seemed to prompt me Sat. morning. Why? I wasn't seeing anybody, going out, ... but I knew better than to argue, and just did. How was I to know I'd be taking a nasty spill a little later that would incapacitate me from walking across the hall to use the restroom, much less to the shower to lean over and wash my hair for about the next week or so?

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Last week, I told you about Saaya, the Bible School graduate who was going to Bangladesh. Joyce was going to her wedding, but I probably wouldn't be seeing Saaya again for quite a while. Could Joyce have her come to the house?

2019 Jr Hi Inori and June, 2025 Post Hi Sch Inori and Miss'y Saaya

But the real reason was so she could bring a young lady visiting her that week. She'd become good friends with Inori Takagi, one of the girls of a family at the church during her Bible School years who wanted to say goodbye before she went overseas.

I'd taught Inori Takagi for Sunday School when she was in elementary; she has finished high school now. There was possibility of seeing Inori at the Bible School graduation in June, but God worked out other plans for me to stay here in Okinawa. 

However, when I heard Inori was coming to Okinawa to stay with Saaya, I couldn't refrain from asking if...temperatures were too high for my Zonisamide to let me get out to church (and Sunday's mishap prevented my getting out of BED), but couldn't she bring Inori around to the house?

She did. Saaya brought Inori to the house Tues (yes, I was in bed!), and Joyce brought the girls upstairs. The Lord gave me a treat of Christ-aroma filled fellowship.

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I guess God knew I'd have to see those girls with one leg propped up on cushions, an ice pack on the knee, in nightclothes, in bed, with bruises and blood clots...at least I could have CLEAN HAIR.  We think we have a strict Father always telling us what to do, but sometimes He's a lot kinder than we realize.