I imagine the Burundi power plant to resemble a clever contraption, similar to something the Professor on Gilligan's Island would rig up. The power here is unreliable, especially at night. Last night I was attempting to blog about our day. I was in the lobby. Dan was in a meeting. Most people had gone to bed. Then all of a sudden, without warning, the lobby went absolutely pitch black. It's funny how disoriented you can become in a matter of seconds when there is no light at all. I quickly started searching through the pictures on my computer and came up with one that was very bright - lots of white space and sunlight...I turned the laptop upside down and used it as a flashlight to guide me to my room. About 15 min later the generator was running and power was restored. Internet stayed off so I scrapped the blog and went to bed.
My main objective in blogging last night was to be certain to wish my son, Michael, a Happy Birthday! He was born 18 years ago on January 25. We drove 100 mph (literally) to the hospital, checked in to my room, waited for the doctor, then Michael decided it was time to be born without the presence of the doctor. He was so tiny - 6 lbs, 11 oz, 18-3/4 inches long. Now he's all grown up and is a wonderful young man, full of love for God and family and friends, a man with a missionary's heart, a servant, and a great big brother to Steven! Michael, we love you so much. We'll be home soon to celebrate - - hope you have an awesome day!!!