They joined us in our most primitive days...yet they never complained.
Men and ladies alike slept in hammocks in jungle huts where bats were a common problem...yet they never complained.
They knew we served Kool-Aid instead of water to mask how dirty the water was because the impossible had happened and our water filter had been 'bumped' from the flight...and yet they never complained.
Did I mention that the Kool-Aid wasn't even cold, but lukewarm since we had no means of refrigeration?—And yet they never complained.
They ate tuna sandwiches, tuna casserole, meatless spaghetti and pancakes—then tuna sandwiches, tuna casserole, meatless spaghetti and pancakes all over again because without a refrigerator our menu was pretty limited...and yet they never complained.
They worked long days in the hot tropical sun improving our airstrip (and remember they couldn't come up to the house at the end of the day to sit under a fan with a cold glass of water!)...and yet they never complained.
Indoor plumbing didn't exist so they bathed in the river...and yet they never complained.
The lack of indoor plumbing also meant they used our rather rustic outhouse made of palm leaves with the 'occasional' spider hanging from the ceiling...and yet they never complained.
How often do we complain? How often do we forget that God commands us to be content?
Philippians 4:11 tells us:
Men and ladies alike slept in hammocks in jungle huts where bats were a common problem...yet they never complained.
They knew we served Kool-Aid instead of water to mask how dirty the water was because the impossible had happened and our water filter had been 'bumped' from the flight...and yet they never complained.
Did I mention that the Kool-Aid wasn't even cold, but lukewarm since we had no means of refrigeration?—And yet they never complained.
They ate tuna sandwiches, tuna casserole, meatless spaghetti and pancakes—then tuna sandwiches, tuna casserole, meatless spaghetti and pancakes all over again because without a refrigerator our menu was pretty limited...and yet they never complained.
They worked long days in the hot tropical sun improving our airstrip (and remember they couldn't come up to the house at the end of the day to sit under a fan with a cold glass of water!)...and yet they never complained.
Indoor plumbing didn't exist so they bathed in the river...and yet they never complained.
The lack of indoor plumbing also meant they used our rather rustic outhouse made of palm leaves with the 'occasional' spider hanging from the ceiling...and yet they never complained.
How often do we complain? How often do we forget that God commands us to be content?
Philippians 4:11 tells us:
"Not that I speak in respect of want: for I have learned, in whatsoever state I am, therewith to be content."The Californian team lived the reality of this verse. Shouldn't we?
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