For instance, my accommodation while I was in Juba was something that, 2.5 years ago, would have petrified me. I mentioned this to one of my leaders that I’m travelling with and she replied “Two years ago I wouldn’t have left you there!”
See, there is a project working with street girls that said they could have accommodation for me while I visited. They didn’t have anything available at the center the first 3 days I was there (they will starting late next week when I stay for longer). But they are working on a guesthouse. It is not finished yet, but there are rooms there with beds. The electricity was super unreliable (this is apparently true for all of Juba) and there was no running water at all. No biggie.
I couldn’t bolt the outside gate that goes to the street or the front door because the lady had vaguely mentioned that someone else may have been flying in that evening. (She didn’t).
So, the coulda’-shoulda’-woulda’ been petrifying part was the fact that there was nooo oneeee else staying there at all. Not a soul! So I spent my first night (and second and third…) in a brand new city in an unfinished guest house all by myself. There are bars on the windows, and my door locked, which gave me enough peace of mind to sleep without being (that) concerned for my safety.
‘Tis so sweet to trust in Jesus, am I right?
My days here so far have been very full and very social, which is good in some ways, but also draining. But it looks like there could be the quite good possibility of a place that just happens to need someone with my particular skill set for at least some length of tome. So I am encouraged by that potential. Still lots to figure out. So we shall see!