Beautiful Feet!

So, my walk to the Girls Home today was fairly uneventful...until halfway through.

I was walking down the dirt path when I came along 4 men doing some construction of sorts. To me, it looked as if they were basically shoveling sand and small rock piles. It looked a little muddy but not too bad. I decided to go to the far left of the men and their piles. Well, unbeknownst to me, to the far left, they were shoveling the sand and rocks into water...almost creating some sort of cement like material.

Well...guess who stepped right in it? I took one step and sunk like quicksand. And before I knew it, my other foot stepped in as well!!

Beautiful feet!

You should have heard these men. At first they gasped and I think were afraid of what my reaction would be. As soon as they saw me start laughing, they about died. They couldn't get it together.

There I was covered in this mixture up to my shins completely embarrassed and laughing, and there they were seeming to feel bad and laughing as well. We didn't speak the same language or probably have much in common at all, but we just stood together laughing. With my limited Creole I said, "Mal jodia" which means bad day. That's all I could think of!

We waved goodbye and I continued on my journey to the girls home. That was one of the first times I think people stared not at my white skin color, but directly at my feet. I got some pretty weird looks!

When the door to the girls home opened up, their faces were hilarious. Shocked, yet trying to hide their amusement at the same time. As soon as I laughed, they also lost it! They immediately took my arm, hurriedly pulled me back to the laundry area, sat me down, took off my shoes and began scrubbing. One by one, more girls came out to see the sight! They scrubbed and scrubbed until my shoes were clean. And a few of them grabbed a bucket of water and began washing my feet!

“The feet of those who bring the Good News are beautiful.”... How beautiful are the feet of the girls who washed MY feet and shoes!

Washing MY feet, serving ME...so kind! It was a sweet little reminder of God's goodness. Each day that I spend at the Girls Home is showing me how much these kids truly are a family. It's pretty amazing...muddy feet and all!

They even found a pair of flip-flops for me to wear as my shoes dried on the roof.