Tuesday, December 4, 2007
 
taylor bryanne nichole jamison
 
Stood in line yesterday for an hour &  a half. Inside. In Africa. In summer (it’s summer here.) On the 2nd floor of an oven-ready-building.
        But it was okay.
          And I’m just writing to say that I think that’s a good thing.
 
It’s a good thing because I know that’s not something I could have done easily when I first got here or even a few years ago [I’m soooo not patient I like to go-go-getdone-getdone.] I like things to be accomplished quickly, efficiently, etc. etc. yada, yada.
     But Africa has a way of busting you up all over.
  And one of the main thing taught/learned here: Patience. Patience. Ah, patience.
 
        Today was probably one of the busiest bank days all year just because it’s Harvest season and the beginning of the month. Lines stretched outside of banks, down the street and around corners. No JOkE. I hadn’t realized that when I chose to buy the Kibomet Orphan Home plot today. Oh well. An hour and a half later . .  . ta, dah! Good things come to those . . . . who sweat profusely in steamy-hot-banks.
 
  
 
MORE INTRODUCTIONS: This time it’s my oldest daughter (and YES, she’s biologically both Brian’s and mine (people sometimes look at us together [truly] and try and figure out if B is on his second marriage or where Bry came from since she’s 5’8” and looks older than her mere 18 and . . . well, I’ve [hallalujah] not yet quite looked my age [or maybe it’s just not yet “acted” my age:)] Okay - now that that’s out of the way: we named her . . . Bryanne Nichole Jamison and she later added Taylor to the front of that after the missionary Hudson Taylor. So now she’s: Taylor Bryanne Nichole Jamison. She’s great. Always has been. Was a perfect child. Slept through the night starting at day TWO. We actually rushed her to the hospital at 2 days old (silly teenagers but what did we know!) because she REFUSED to wake up. The Doctor took one look at her and said, “You two should be thankful!” Bry loves to read, makes friends easily, does well in school, has an interest in Egyptology and History, has a great singing voice, writes far better than I’ll ever manage and serves as a role model to her younger siblings. As an inexperienced 26-year-old mother of three, I sought parenting advice from our then Pastor’s wife (Pastor Mark Bailey). She said, “Focus on the firstborn. If the firstborn turns out well. Then he/she will be a role model to the rest of them.” A decade later, I see her point. Bry really encourages her younger siblings and they look up to her. She loves them. And they know that. And I couldn’t ask for anything more as a parent (except that maybe she’d start going to bed at a decent hour . . . ah, college life.) But I can’t complain. I praise God and thank HIM with all my heart for getting her into the College of the Ozarks. It seems to be a great environment and we are so fortunate that God opened that door for her. All glory to God. Yahoo, God! Go, God!