I meet my friend Sajmir for coffee almost every morning at a bar-kafe near the International Church. We typically discuss the work, our families, our future plans and other worries. Tuesday morning we found each-other for our ritual, expecting the day at work to be like most others; predictable, steady, exhausting and blessed. Shortly after arriving on site, I was informed via a church functionary that I would not be needed, that there was “no work for you today.” I am proud, and it is good for God to remind me from time to time that I really am not the necessary component of any plans of his.
I had missed going on the mission to Macedonia so that I could work at the church. Knowing, now, that I could choose my preference without neglecting any of my other commitments, I began working out how I might join the team in Skopje. My fugon for Skopje left at 4PM and arrived at the Stacioni Autobuzit Shkup at 1AM Wednesday morning. I am sitting in Betuel and Bianca’s living room as I compose this.
I enjoyed my last day of work with Sajmir. He had some concrete finishing to do at the church, and expects to be called away for work in Russia before I return. Zoti e di. Between going back and forth to the travel agent in Tirana, and getting home to pack my travel bags, I was able to harass Sajmir intermittently. I am getting a sense for Albanian humor, and it is good know how to bring a smile to the face of a friend.
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