One of "Those" Days

There are wonderful days in ministry no matter where you live and then there are days of frustration that the only thing good that can be said about them is that you survived and the day is over.
Those days in Tanzania can be further complicated by cultural issues; it's usually not the big things that get to you but an accumulation of many small insignificant things.
This week, for instance, was one of those times. There has been almost no water pressure due to a broken pump at the city water plant; it may be weeks or months before they decide to fix it. So, day after day you take showers under tiny trickles of water, spend all day doing a couple of loads of laundry because it takes a couple of hours for the tub to fill and wait "forever" to get enough water to do dishes.
Add to that the tapping at the gate that signifies there is someone there so you walk all the way down the drive to discover it's someone you don't know wanting money or it's someone wanting your worker who isn't even working that day because he has malaria, again. This event occurs numerous times throughout the day.
Since the worker is out sick for several days you get to cook the stinky dog food in your kitchen instead of it being cooked outside.
The watch dogs have decided to find every hole in the ancient fence around your property and escape nightly; as soon as you fix that hole they make another one.
You go to market and because of the dry season the vegetables and fruit are not as plentiful and not as nice as you would like.
You are in the middle of watching the one show that you sometimes have the time to watch on TV and the power goes off so you miss the ending.
You pick up a package at the post office to find that the contents are missing for the second time this year and you fill out a form that you know will accomplish nothing.
You are baking something and the power goes off, you find bugs in your flour and the ants get into the sugar container because the lid wasn't on tight.
You are trying to get ready for the next bible college term and your notes have somehow disappeared and you spend half a day looking for them.
It's the week of Ramadan (Muslim holiday) so the loud speakers go night and day almost with the off key singing/chanting that accompanies the holiday.
You have your third set of unexpected Tanzanian guests arrive to visit you that day and you must stop what you are doing and serve refreshments and struggle to follow and contribute to the conversation in Swahili.
You drop a can of vegetables on your toe and it throbs for the rest of the day and turns black.
Your husband is on another long safari (trip) so you are "home alone" with no vehicle to drive and so you get a little stir crazy.
However, these types of things are part of life no matter where you live and the fact that these times are mixed in with times of fulfilling ministry, great accomplishments, being involved in changing peoples lives with the Gospel message and spending time with wonderful people from your host country make the bad days bearable.
When you weigh the good and bad days and they are placed on the scale; you will find that the good days far outweigh the bad and the good days make the bad days bearable.
Today is a good day; Tim is returning from a long safari, the water pressure is great and I just finished a batch of Chocolate Cappuccino muffins which are ready to sample.
It's a good day.