Yesterday I wrote about my trip to Jamaica next week.
Today, I went to work, and the things that my boss had planned for me to do didn't work out, so at about 10am he told me I could go home. It was raining, but I checked the forecast and it said it would clear up by noon. So I decided to wait.
Because I only found out about going to Jamaica about a month ago, I haven't been able to do much fund raising. And weddings are expensive.
Yesterday, I found out that one of the teachers at the school had gone to Jamaica with her church over spring break last week through an organization called Jamaica Link. I don't know much about them, but I've heard good things.
So, while I was waiting for the rain to stop, I joined her and several others in the teacher's lounge during their lunch. We got to talking about her trip to Jamaica, and then about mine.
Toward the end of the conversation, the music teacher (whom I know to be a Christian -- he got a masters degree in Biblical Studies or something like that) said to me, "Are you still taking donations for that trip? I meant to give something. Who do I make a check out to?"
Now, as far as I know, the only time I mentioned going to Jamaica at school had been the day before when Ms. Reeves and I discovered that she had gone and I was going. And I'd never asked for a donation. And my boss didn't have any work for me to do and sent me home at 10am, but I was still there at 11:30.