Stormy

We woke up to some booming thunder at four in the morning today.

Kuwait had a major storm, with the loudest thunder I have EVER heard, and crazy bright lightening right on top of it. 

Add in some wild wind and heavy rain, and we had ourselves a little morning drama around these parts.

David took this video at about five am, after things had significantly calmed down:

The roads here do have drainage systems, but they are not equipped for such a heavy, long lasting downpour. So schools and many other places are closed today due to flooding in the streets. 
It's so strange to look outside and see everything wet as opposed to dusty dry. It reminds me of home =).

It feels like fitting weather for the recent days we've had as well.

It's felt stormy here as we navigate some recent culture shock, and some frustrating hurdles we learned we need to jump...just one of them being learning my Tourist Visa is about to expire, and so I have to fly to another Country (likely Bahrain) for a bit, visit the Kuwait Embassy there, and have several tests done and papers stamped, then hop on a plane and fly back here.

Sound crazy to you??? Because it did to me. And after I completely lost my mind  calmly explained my concerns about this to David, he went to the HR department of the college, and they've agreed that it will likely take more than one day to complete all this ( I knew it!), and heard my concerns about doing all this alone...without a translator or guide/representative to assist me. So they are sending all four of us there for 3-4 days. 
Thank you Jesus.
And the head of HR.
And my husband for advocating for me.

It's been a long few days, isolation has reigned supreme, and I've been feeling weary.

But it's amazing how God continues to show me He has me in the palm of His Hand. I opened my gmail yesterday to find an email from a dear friend (I'm looking at you, Phifer!) letting me know God had intensely laid me on her heart, a day before, right when I was in the middle of some drama going on here. 
How great is our God? What matters to us matters to Him. And I was brought to tears reading how the Holy Spirit had led her to pray for me, without even having any clue I was in the thick of it. 

He is the calm in the storm.