Laundry Angel

I have a laundry angel... Lulu is her name. Laundry here is washed by hand and hung to dry. I am not afraid of hard work, but my hands are not yet equipped for this task. After washing a few items, my fingers begin to bleed. I need to build up tough strong hands. I'm sure with time, they will come. Until then (or until we are able to get a washer and enough water to run one - which is a long time from now!), I have been blessed with help. Lulu comes every 7-10 days to do our laundry. It takes her a couple hours and I am so grateful every time she comes. She acts like its no big deal and is happy to help, but it is a HUGE thing she is doing for me. I try to help, but she doesn't let me.



Usually on the days she comes, she and George sweep up all the leaves in our yard. Although they tell me to rest, I don't like sitting while others are working so I usually sweep and mop the floors and do other inside work. Today she wouldn't even let me mop. I at least got to sweep and then busied myself making lunch... banana pancakes!

Lulu has been a huge blessing to us. She helped us get household items and food when we first arrived and is always asking if we need anything. She has checked up on me a few times while George has been gone. Yesterday I walked to her shop and we chatted for a bit and I practiced my Swahili. She is hesitant to speak English, but she knows more than she lets on.

Thank you Lord for sending us Lulu!