One of the things I love about jet lag is that I, who am not naturally a morning person, wake up bright and early. Thus I found myself wide awake at...
June 20, 2014
Waiting for Spaghetti
September 5, 2014
One day recently my friend came by with restaurant vouchers that needed to be used that night or they would expire. We decided spaghetti was just what we needed, but instead of sitting in the restaurant to eat, we wanted to get the spaghetti to go. The easiest way to make this happen was for me to sit on the motorbike on the street outside the restaurant while my friend went in to place the order. So, there I was sitting WAITING FOR SPAGHETTI, I figured I had about 15-20 minutes to sit and just hang out. My thoughts were rambling to and fro, mostly thinking how much I was looking forward to that spaghetti!
After about five minutes though, I began to take notice of the people passing by. The restaurant was on the one way street that runs the length of the beach in Patong so it was a busy street. As I sat there on the motorbike, I heard Russian, Chinese, Arabic, French, and several other languages being spoken by people ranging in age from those in their retirement years to children being pushed in strollers. It was as if the beautiful diversity of the human race was passing right in front of me. Young couples on their honeymoon, families together on holiday, lovely couples or groups of friends in their golden years, and bunches of young people enjoying the company of friends, all moving past me on the streets of Patong. Young and old, women and men, all colors and sizes and ethnicities flowing by in an amazing array of humanity and I was struck by the fact that we are all connected. We are all loved and treasured by our Creator!
One of the joys of living in Patong is the opportunity to interact with people from many different countries. Every Sunday I attend church with believers from several nations. I have been teaching together with a lovely young lady from Denmark. Last week I had coffee with a friend from England, my landlord is Scottish and one of my best friends is from Sri Lanka. Not to mention my amazing Thai students and friends.
In a world torn apart by fear and hatred of those different that ourselves, it filled my heart with hope to be in this place, sharing this space in peace with such a diverse group of people. I began to offer a smile to each person as they past by and without fail was rewarded with a smile in return. As someone who is often confronted by the worst of humanity I was blessed to be reminded of our kindness as well, all in the short time I was WAITING FOR SPAGHETTI!