Rain, rain, go away

Mood: sopping wet. feels like it has been raining for days.
Stage notes: ditto ''Mood''

Last night a woman that I have been regularily hanging out with invited me over for dinner and a movie. The homemade potato soup was great and afterwards we watched ''The Gods Must Be Crazy''. She and her husband are moving soon, so another hour or two was spent packing and loading furniture into a truck.

I moved into a new place this week and have no towels, linens, dishes, et. God has been really faithful in providing for my needs. The woman who moved out of my apartment left much of her furniture for me. One of her friends (whom I have never met) had an extra set of dishes that she offered to me. The friend I visited last night is leaving the country, so she was able to give me glasses and some towels. I'm reminded of the story of Elisha and the widow whose empty jars were filled with oil.