"God is good. He is light: in Him there is no darkness at all! Those who trust in Him will not be ashamed." That's my mental mantra these days. I am in a battle of the mind, a battle to believe truth and act on it. To trust God when things don't make sense. To stay in peace when life feels really crazy.

This morning I woke up to a text that the garbage men had rejected my garbage after tearing open the bags. They said I didn't sort it properly. "No segregation, no collection," is a new thing here, and they sent out a list of how to separate your garbage. Unfortunately for me, it's in Tagalog, or maybe Visaya. I asked my helper to help me and I thought I had it figured out. Apparently not.

So, Kevin and I trooped to the road to collect our garbage and try to keep it from falling out of the bags on the way in. While walking in Kevin felt something on his hand, which he shook off. It was a scorpion, which I am thrilled didn't bite him!

I had a nice talk with both our parents this morning. The boys and I also got our stuff together to go to the city tomorrow to meet Garry and so the boys can play in a badminton tournament. Just after lunch Kevin got a call that the draws were posted, so we took a look. The boys weren't listed in 2 of the 3 categories they were to play! The organizers say it's just a mistake and they'll fix it. They also promised to send an updated schedule, which they haven't done yet.

After supper the credit card company called me back about the fraud, and they say we have no recourse, we're liable. Wow. Gulp. Stink. God gave us the idea of calling our headquarters, and the office there is going to check in to it a bit more. Thank you, Jesus.

Garry's still in Manila and has had a profitable and incredibly busy time there. I'm so glad he's coming home tomorrow! He has been able to get the information he needed and we've ordered the parts for the airplane. There's still a journey ahead, but we see progress.

It's really almost comical, all that's going on. It makes me laugh. And cry. Yet in the middle of it all I'm seeing a side of God that I miss when life goes along in a more "normal" way-- whatever normal is. So, in the end it's not just OK, it's good. We will see the glory of God from each of these situations... I'm counting on it!