I can tell you who is not on God's guest list for me-- Christian women. I had planned for weeks to attend a women's bible study at the island's hipster church tonight where the artistic, creative dressers go. I never get done with work on time, but for weeks I thought I could make this Tuesday happen since we were supposed to get off early every day, and basically have a fun week. Then I got called in to work at 5:00. And my commander made me sit on the couch to talk (which really only involves listening on my part). It ended up being another dinner on post with my trusty sidekick Brett. 24-year old men are mostly God's guest list for me. I made great strides with that demographic by hanging out at a bar with them from 11:00 a.m. Sunday to 10:00 p.m. (I did take breaks).
Reflect and reconsider-- there are women who want to spend time with me. The new private who was a foodservice worker and has 3 kids in the states. The Iraqi lady who does my eyebrows and was an interpreter, and the special forces wife who talks bad about other woman but is more than friendly to me. Church is not looking like my community, but I may have been invited to hang at jiu jitsu on Saturdays where they need more females. Good bye hugs and sob stories. Hello headlocks and flip cup.
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Yep, God definitely sent you to an interesting mission field. "To the ends of earth" isn't just a place, it's also a mindset. But know that there are some girls here who miss you and want to hang out with you!
This girl would love to eat hummus and stinky cheese with delish wine under the stars on an aero bed surrounded by mosquito netting:). You are soooo missed.
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