Well I just am over being so sick. It started Sunday night and it was bad, I won't go into horrendous details. Let us just leave it at it was bad, the stomach cramps were so bad I couldn't even sleep. I am not 100% now but I am better than I was. But another thing being so sick brought on was homesickness... yeah I can't believe it myself so soon! My bed, my toilet, my shower, my privacy to be sick in... ah the things you don't realize you would miss until it's not there. Shall I go on about what I miss while in the jaws of death? No.
I will go onto the smiles. I mentioned that the Honduran people seem so hard, they scowl as they walk down the street and yet the smiles that can be had from them... they are amazing. Tonight Maria did an English class at a little soup kitchen type place. This place is run by a Nun, up a bumpy dirt road. Sister Maria feeds the poor "latch key" kids in the neighborhood. The kids that are left alone to fend for themselves much like the skinny chickens I would see all over the streets. I digress.
The English class...
About 6 teens where there to learn English and all of them had smiles that lit up the room! That did my heart good to see. It also did my heart good to see some of the boards slapped together to make a "house" it did my heart good because I know that if at all possible I will help. I want to help and love like Jesus. Kids in torn clothes and bare feet walking the dirt road. I would think to myself... "what do I have on me I could give?" As much as my heart cries for the creature comforts of home my spirit cries to help in the name of Jesus.
I just hope I can be about it soon, I am kinda going stir crazy!
School starts Monday... I will let you know how that turns out. I finished up my classroom today and as small and hot as it is I added some nice "me" touches so I can call it my own. I painted the front of my desk with a dancing turtle in a meadow... me and my turtles. I was also able to paint a a calender on my wall, that was fun.
Pray that my heart would be content regardless of anything!
I love you all and miss you more than you realize!
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