Sometimes I wonder about how often God laughs at me. Not in a mean way, but just gets a good chuckle out of the things I do. And then I wonder how often he does things to make me laugh or make me deliriously happy, just so he can laugh once again.

If you haven’t read the previous blog, please take a moment to scroll down and read it. Then return. See, that didn’t take so long. :) You are now aware of my deep seeded love of bacon.

To some, one of the defining traits of a missionary is one who gives up everything that they have and love to further the cause of Christ. I would both agree and disagree with that, but this is not the issue here. I have experienced that to some degree, especially when it comes to bacon. You would think that a country where pork is a staple of their diet, you would have bacon by the truck loads, but no. There’s no bacon here. I think it’s because they don’t smoke anything, except fish. (Yuck.) So, all kinds of cuts of pork, but no bacon. It’s been a very sad experience, and has been noticed by many of those who know me well. My nephew has been known to remind my mom that when I come to the US to visit, we need to have BLTs! Ahh, teach them young, I say.

Today I was walking through the grocery store to pick up some things and, lo and behold, it was as if I saw a bright light shining down in the salami section of the refrigerated foods aisle. I looked down, and there it was. I let out an audible gasp and could hardly believe my eyes.

BACON! They actually had bacon in my grocery store, imported from Spain! I was thrilled and it took every ounce of energy I had not to pick up 10 packages and put them in my basket! (It was easier to resist the urge when I noticed the price. Geesh.) So, one day soon (like tomorrow!), we will be eating the delicious bacon. Chris and I are debating over if we should have BLTs or bacon & eggs. I’m ready to just go fry it up and eat it plain, with nothing else to dilute the wonderful taste! BACON! Oh, how God loves me, and I’m sure he’s getting a good chuckle out of me. :)

PS I just noticed that it’s good until July 4th. Hmm… coincidence in honor of my American upbringing and the only place I have enjoyed bacon up to this point? You never know! *HA!* Like it would last anywhere CLOSE to that long in this house!