If the theme of the last post was "Endure hardships as a good soldier of Jesus Christ", the theme of this one could be "I know both how to be abased and to abound". With the emphasis on the abounding part. Both quotes from the pen of the apostle Paul.
I finished marking the TTC Apologetics class papers around 3 pm. today and headed poolside at the luxurious InterContinental Hotel in Lusaka, where I, along with the British Airways crew who call this place home when in Lusaka, will be heading for the airport at 6 am. tomorrow.
Ten-hour flight up to London; overnight at the Thistle Kensington Gardens (booked using www.londontown.com); then down to Toronto Friday afternoon, arriving around 7 pm.
For lunch today I trotted over to the LA Fast Food court, a place trying to be western, and ordered a burger. On the way I had bought a fire-cooked corn on the cob that tasted approximately like popcorn, from a Zambian local lady, for the grand sum of 1,000 Kwatcha (about 35 cents).
The LA Fast Foods place is "strictly Hallal" or whatever it is; Muslim. The burger didn't taste good to me; too fatty or something. Maybe not completely cooked. Maybe it's laced with grain. Just didn't taste right. So what do you do? I had only eaten a couple of bites, so, on the way back to the hotel, I called out "hello" to the Zambian lady and offered it to her. You should have seen her face light up. She squirelled it away in her bag. Her family will eat meat tonight! I don't think she understood a word of English, but I could be wrong. She certainly didn't say a word in any language to me. But I made her day.
What about the fact that I had taken a couple of bites, wasn't there a health issue there?
This is Africa, my friend, and having food to eat, and meat at that, takes precedence.
It's time to go home.
