22 August 2007 – Wednesday
Normal morning – we read 4 pages from Kitab Mormon. Then we got everything ready for our guests before leaving for the airport. We got there just as the plane landed and about an hour later the Davises came through the gate. Of course we were on the left side and they turned right – I told Sam they would but I did not back up my thought with action.
The Davises are a lovely couple – he is retired from the being a government agent and she was a middle school teacher. This is their first mission. They were originally called to Micronesia but it was changed to Indonesia because of some medical problems. I am sure they will do a great job up in Bandung.
As we were heading back to Jakarta we got a call from the office elders saying we needed to bring them in so they could get started on their paperwork for their KITAS. This way they were able to meet the Taylors before they leave for Jogja. The Taylor’s KITAS should come tomorrow morning so we booked them a flight to Solo on Friday morning. They will be met by the Roberts and they will stay with them until they get settled. After they filled out all of their paperwork, we came back to the apartment.
By 8 P.M. they were ready for bed. Mary and I read the Kitab Mormon before I curled up on the couch – we gave them our bedroom because it has a King-sized bed and read the PH lesson for next week before turning off the light.
I need to write about an experience that I had yesterday. I feel it is one of those cases – not the first – where I have ignored the prompting of the spirit. We were heading for the office when out of the corner of my eye I think I saw a man inching his way along ground using only his hands. It happened so quickly that I could not see if he had no legs or if his legs were useless but as we continued down the street I thought how he could use one of our wheelchairs. However at this time there are none in Indonesia to give away so that was out. The thought then came that I should tell Sam to turn around and go back and see if we could help or at least get a name so when the next batch of wheelchairs came in we could get one for him. But I did not do that and just continued to the office. Later when thinking about the experience I felt that I had ignored the prompting of the spirit and missed an opportunity to help some one in need. Hopefully either the Lord will give me a second chance to help the man who must crawl along the gutters of Jakarta or will provide him help by some other means. And perhaps I will be more aware of that still small voice when it comes the next time.