It seems to be a running joke in our family that my idea of camping is Motel 6.  The whole idea of camping just never thrilled me, maybe because I lived in a trailer house my entire childhood and therefore vacationing in another camper trailer wasn’t my idea of vacationing…granted a few of the camper trailers were bigger than some of the trailers I grew up in!

Chuck’s family however did A LOT of camping and since Chuck and I were a serious item in high school I was granted access to this cult called “campers”!  What I enjoyed most though was the camaraderie, laughing with family around a campfire.  The other camping stuff was not my cup of tea….public showers (ewww), public toilets (even more ewww), washing dishes in a basin, no place to wash clothes.  This was in the early days until mom and dad (love you guys!!!) got with the program and their camper then had access to running water…yeah!.

Now I seem to be living a camping experience.  Granted I’m not in a cramped trailer but we are still out of running water after 4 weeks.  I wake up every morning in anticipation only to have my hopes dashed when I turn on the taps and nothing happens.  I guess I should have been grateful for those public showers and toilets with their precious running water!

We are making it though….we use cistern water for flushing the toilet (thanks to the house help we are never without water in our container) and purchased water for washing dishes and bathing (the cistern is open and therefore has items in it which I would rather not have on my dishes or body).  It’s just frustrating not to be able to go to the sink to wash my hands or rinse out a cup or take a shower.

Just this morning I put in my journal “You [God] continually give me strength to make it thru yet another day-to see tomorrow in hope.”  Sure it may just be the hope in having running water tomorrow, but I’m thankful for His strength and hope each and every day.