Normalcy

If you had asked me two and a half years ago what I would have considered 'normal', I would have told you that my life mirrored that fairly well... If you ask me right now, my answer would be the same...

I'm not yet sure how life in Bangladesh can be considered 'normal', or what processes are in place that stop surprising you so often, or perhaps blinds you to the harsh reality of things, but I consider my life to be completely normal. So much so, that existence in the 'real', outside, western world doesn't seem to easily come to mind. For many ex-pats who arrive in Dhaka, there is a clear time-frame of how long this place will be their home. Some fulfill their initial contracts and feel led to move on or move home. Some of us stay a little longer (and often wonder why!), not feeling that the time is right to leave this land that has captured our hearts.

The decision to remain in Dhaka, working at Grace for another year was the easiest decision I've ever made. Yes, I prayed and sought counsel, but God was quick to answer, firm with his response and unwavering in his guidance. Thank goodness I'm not the one in charge!

The conclusion of these ramblings? Normal is what you make of it (who wants to be a textbook definition of 'normal' anyway?!). At the end of the day, as long as God is in charge, I'm happy for my life to be as crazy as he lets it be! And the nut-jobs I meet along the way? They're a part of the blessings that come from (and perhaps from time to time cause) the crazy!

Til next time, xoxoxox