From Oct.24-29 we went to Choluteca with a group from Alabama. They added another room onto the school there, and I had my regular job of sifting sand! Two of the young ladies in the group decided to sponsor two children at the school. We praise God for that. Of the 4000 + students in our schools, only about 1000 + are sponsored. How much more we could accomplish if more of our students were sponsored.
Well, this past month has been really busy. And I'm sure I have forgotten some. Two girls working with Convoy of Hope stayed at my house after visiting the schools with Becky. We had a good time visiting and going shopping before they left. I was also able to visit with Jay and Nancy. What an entertaining time that was!!!
Went to San Pedro Sula for the Field Fellowship meeting and to celebrate Thanksgiving with the missionaries in San Pedro Sula. I was given the honor of giving the devotional at the meeting. God did well!! He got me so excited that I couldn't sleep part of the night. And I was just as excited when I shared what he had given me. And before I went to bed, I didn't have a clue on what I was suppose to talk about. But he brought the scripture to my mind about opening my mouth and he would fill it. But the minute I sat on my bed and opened my Bible, the Lord began to speak. What an awesome God we serve. There is none like him.
I will speak at the 6th grade graduation today on Pro. 3:13, the scripture on their invitations. So once again, he will fill my mouth. I also gave the devotional for the teachers on my last Friday at school. One of the teachers said at the end,"Wow! I learned something today." I praised God for that. So 3 times in the last 3 weeks. I'm amazed!
Then we will go to San Pedro Sula again on Wed. for 3 days of teacher workshops. Then the school year will officially be over. Hooray! I'm getting excited about going home and then to Costa Rica in Jan. for a year of language school.
My internet will be disconnected tomorrow in preparation to leave here. I have been told that I will get my house back when I return in 2012. That is a blessing. God takes such good care of me and all his children, if we let him.
So another month has come and gone. I am so ready to see my kids and grandkids AND great-grandkids. And to see my pastor and family, and friends. I am so blessed. Thank you Lord for all.
Monday, November 29, 2010
Thursday, October 14, 2010
Ps.91:5-6 thou shalt not be afraid...nor for the pestilence that walketh in darkness...
I just returned from a week in Belize with Becky doing 3 teacher workshops. All the teachers were appreciative for the information they received. We stayed with Tom and Kathi Moore, missionaries from Texas. We enjoyed Kathi's cooking tremendously, and I was grateful for all the knowledge that Tom shared with us about the people, country, and other things in general. Great stuff.
Our first workshop was at the Central Assembly School in Belize City. After the initial presentation while the teachers were making teaching tools, I heard the most awesome sound. It was a hymn being sung in English coming from the church! I haven't heard a hymn since leaving the states. I needed that!
Then we were off to the Banana Bank Lodge near Belmopan. What a beautiful place. It is owned by a couple from the states, Jerry and Carolyn Carr. They have lived there for 34 years. Carolyn from Tribune KS, and Jerry from Montana. On the grounds are several cabanas with thatched roofs, large swimming pool, very large bird cage, a jaguar, and 2 monkeys on chains with signs on their roped areas that says,"BEWARE monkey bites". Cute but dangerous. Since Carolyn is an artist, the rooms have many of her prints on display. Beautiful pictures of the jaguar. The live jaguar never came out of her cage while we were there. And one morning there was a donkey's head in her cage to feed on. It stunk! And the smile on it's lips wasn't very inviting either! Many of the windows are stained glass. Absolutely beautiful. Carolyn shared supper with us one night, and this is where I learned about the bot fly. I had noticed that she had a place on her shoulder that was dark red, and I thought that maybe it was a wound that was healing. Oh, no, I was informed that a dead worm was in there! I couldn't believe my ears. You mean you're sitting there with the larvae of a fly in your shoulder? Oh, yes, but it was dead because she had painted the area with clear finger nail polish (another good use for it other than our nails)! However, she was going to the Dr. to have it removed. I had never heard of this before. Well, I received an education, probably more than I wanted. Anyway this egg is dropped on your flesh either by a mosquito or the fly itself. It burrows into your skin and there feeds on you until it comes out as a fly. Oh yuck! They itch at first just like a mosquito bite, but then it begins to hurt because they are eating away on you. I looked them up on the internet, and they look just like Tom described them. Want to feel vulnerable? Check it out. I decided to stand once again on the scripture Ps. 91:6. During the meal Becky told about some kind of moth landing on the chin of a missionary while he slept. It laid its eggs there and he had to go to the doctor to have them removed when they began to grow. That freaked me out, too. Well, the next morning Carolyn met me outside and said she had to tell me that after she went to bed, she heard this fluttering noise. She turned on the light and saw this moth. She knew it wasn't the kind that Becky had talked about, but it was like the Lord was saying to her that they had such fun at my expense that...We laughed about it because God does have a sense of humor.
The second school was Valley of Peace. Teachers were engaged and really liked the recipes for making glitter, play dough, and using white toothpaste to stick things to the walls.
The last school was at Red bank, a Mayan village. They, too, enjoyed the presentation and making the teacher tools. When we arrived there, the first thing was to eat in the home of one of the villagers. Two vegetable sized serving bowls were given to each of us. One bowl contained white rice and the other a soup with a couple of large pieces of chicken. NO spoons! A huge basket of tortillas were placed on the table. They use the tortillas to soak up the soup. There's no way that I could have eaten all that food. Tom or Kathi asked for spoons. So thankful for those utensils!! It was delicious, but far too much. They cook in a different building outside the main house. The main house consisting of one room with a very small table, the one where we ate, 2 bedrooms, and I think one bathroom. This main part had a metal roof. The other a thatch. In the "kitchen" there was a sling of sorts hanging from the ceiling, and inside was a 7 month old baby girl. Happy as a lark, she was. Talk about innovation. You could give a little push and swing her to sleep. The only problem for this westerner was that she could only see the ceiling. She could hear all that was going on around her, but couldn't see anybody unless they poked their heard in her "sling". I don't know what else to call it.
Belize is suppose to be very hot and humid. I really did pray that it would not be so, because I sweat so much to the point that it looks like I just washed my hair. Some people perspire, but this lady sweats! So I figured I'd be changing clothes a couple of times a day. Well, lo and behold, if God didn't do it again. The weather was beautiful. NO sweating!! Well, one time at Red Bank, but not enough to speak about. I praised him everyday for that. Of course, no one else was complaining about the weather, either, not that we Christians complain :-)!!
Belize truly is a small country. Less than 400,000 people. But most of it is jungle. I would not want to live there . Everyday commodities are very expensive because most is imported from other countries. They do have jaguars there that like dog meat, so we heard, but they usually stay hidden from human eyes.
God has truly blessed me in coming to Honduras. He has allowed me to visit other countries and meet many of his children. He has protected me, kept me healthy, provided for me, and taught me more about himself. I love him and give him glory for all he is. Truly he will bless his people in their obedience and love to him.
Our first workshop was at the Central Assembly School in Belize City. After the initial presentation while the teachers were making teaching tools, I heard the most awesome sound. It was a hymn being sung in English coming from the church! I haven't heard a hymn since leaving the states. I needed that!
Then we were off to the Banana Bank Lodge near Belmopan. What a beautiful place. It is owned by a couple from the states, Jerry and Carolyn Carr. They have lived there for 34 years. Carolyn from Tribune KS, and Jerry from Montana. On the grounds are several cabanas with thatched roofs, large swimming pool, very large bird cage, a jaguar, and 2 monkeys on chains with signs on their roped areas that says,"BEWARE monkey bites". Cute but dangerous. Since Carolyn is an artist, the rooms have many of her prints on display. Beautiful pictures of the jaguar. The live jaguar never came out of her cage while we were there. And one morning there was a donkey's head in her cage to feed on. It stunk! And the smile on it's lips wasn't very inviting either! Many of the windows are stained glass. Absolutely beautiful. Carolyn shared supper with us one night, and this is where I learned about the bot fly. I had noticed that she had a place on her shoulder that was dark red, and I thought that maybe it was a wound that was healing. Oh, no, I was informed that a dead worm was in there! I couldn't believe my ears. You mean you're sitting there with the larvae of a fly in your shoulder? Oh, yes, but it was dead because she had painted the area with clear finger nail polish (another good use for it other than our nails)! However, she was going to the Dr. to have it removed. I had never heard of this before. Well, I received an education, probably more than I wanted. Anyway this egg is dropped on your flesh either by a mosquito or the fly itself. It burrows into your skin and there feeds on you until it comes out as a fly. Oh yuck! They itch at first just like a mosquito bite, but then it begins to hurt because they are eating away on you. I looked them up on the internet, and they look just like Tom described them. Want to feel vulnerable? Check it out. I decided to stand once again on the scripture Ps. 91:6. During the meal Becky told about some kind of moth landing on the chin of a missionary while he slept. It laid its eggs there and he had to go to the doctor to have them removed when they began to grow. That freaked me out, too. Well, the next morning Carolyn met me outside and said she had to tell me that after she went to bed, she heard this fluttering noise. She turned on the light and saw this moth. She knew it wasn't the kind that Becky had talked about, but it was like the Lord was saying to her that they had such fun at my expense that...We laughed about it because God does have a sense of humor.
The second school was Valley of Peace. Teachers were engaged and really liked the recipes for making glitter, play dough, and using white toothpaste to stick things to the walls.
The last school was at Red bank, a Mayan village. They, too, enjoyed the presentation and making the teacher tools. When we arrived there, the first thing was to eat in the home of one of the villagers. Two vegetable sized serving bowls were given to each of us. One bowl contained white rice and the other a soup with a couple of large pieces of chicken. NO spoons! A huge basket of tortillas were placed on the table. They use the tortillas to soak up the soup. There's no way that I could have eaten all that food. Tom or Kathi asked for spoons. So thankful for those utensils!! It was delicious, but far too much. They cook in a different building outside the main house. The main house consisting of one room with a very small table, the one where we ate, 2 bedrooms, and I think one bathroom. This main part had a metal roof. The other a thatch. In the "kitchen" there was a sling of sorts hanging from the ceiling, and inside was a 7 month old baby girl. Happy as a lark, she was. Talk about innovation. You could give a little push and swing her to sleep. The only problem for this westerner was that she could only see the ceiling. She could hear all that was going on around her, but couldn't see anybody unless they poked their heard in her "sling". I don't know what else to call it.
Belize is suppose to be very hot and humid. I really did pray that it would not be so, because I sweat so much to the point that it looks like I just washed my hair. Some people perspire, but this lady sweats! So I figured I'd be changing clothes a couple of times a day. Well, lo and behold, if God didn't do it again. The weather was beautiful. NO sweating!! Well, one time at Red Bank, but not enough to speak about. I praised him everyday for that. Of course, no one else was complaining about the weather, either, not that we Christians complain :-)!!
Belize truly is a small country. Less than 400,000 people. But most of it is jungle. I would not want to live there . Everyday commodities are very expensive because most is imported from other countries. They do have jaguars there that like dog meat, so we heard, but they usually stay hidden from human eyes.
God has truly blessed me in coming to Honduras. He has allowed me to visit other countries and meet many of his children. He has protected me, kept me healthy, provided for me, and taught me more about himself. I love him and give him glory for all he is. Truly he will bless his people in their obedience and love to him.
Friday, September 17, 2010
Ps.147:8 ...who prepareth rain for the earth...
Here it is, the middle of September. This school year will soon be over. I think we are all ready to see the end in sight. But always, there with the relief that it will soon be over, is the sadness that comes with the realization that you won't see some students again. It is especially sad that my students won't receive English next year. The 7th and 8th graders are just really getting comfortable with using the little things that they have learned. So it's really a downer for me. But God is in control over all, and He has the plan for their lives, not us. We just have to do our part when he puts them in our lives.
Last month, Becky and I enjoyed cherry pie and ice cream. Heavenly!! We still have 2 cans of the pie filling left, so 2 more before we leave in December. Yee-Ha!!
The last two months have been a little trying with all the rain. The road to Macuelizo is a disaster. We have had to get off the van and walk a little ways in order for the bus to get unstuck or to get over the humps that were formed by traffic going through the mud. It's a mountain made of rock, but the crevices have been filled in with rock and dirt that's like clay. But all the rains have washed it away. Last year we didn't receive this much rain and I wondered if Honduras really had a rainy season. Oh, yes, it does. So many people here get scared when it rains very hard. It's because of all the damage that the rain caused during Hurricane Mitch in '96. One of the fellows that owns the pulperia, where I wait for the van to go to school, told me that he was afraid when it rains hard, and he asked me if I was afraid. I told him no, because I'm not, and he looked incredulous. He wanted to know why, and I said it was because of God. A couple of days later, he asked if Jesus had been a man. I said yes, and he didn't say more. So the Lord is busy. And it's interesting that the pastor preached on God's promise that He would not destroy the earth with a flood ever again and about the covenant rainbow with Noah. A very timely message.
The cancha at school has been finished, and now the guys are working on the other building. (Before they are finished working this time, they will also replace the guttering on the kinder building). The kids enjoy being able to play soccer on the new cancha. What a blessing all this is from the Lord. I'm so glad He supplies his people, and when they give when He says give, so much can be accomplished. I don't want this school to always be the poorest of our schools here in Honduras. So much the Lord has to do here. I want it to be the light that He has called it to be.
On the 15th of this month, we celebrated the Independence Day of Honduras. Our kids looked great. Our drummers played the whole distance. Why the judges were at the end of the parade route, I will probably never know. Our drummers were in the 5th and 6th grades. They played the whole distance which was probably a mile and a half, give or take a few feet. But it was uphill over half the way. On the last stretch, our little ones in kinder had to quit. They just couldn't go any farther. The little girls were twirling batons. So cute. And the little guys had drums. So needless to say, the judges didn't see them. The judges did thank the extranjeras(me and Becky)for coming to Honduras and helping them. It was so hot, and all the kids wore uniforms of one kind or another. They were actually sweating, too. Not just this gringa. So now, no school till next Tuesday. And today is Teacher's Day. I received a message from my phone provider saying Happy Teacher's Day.
I received a very nice gift from Silvia, my Spanish teacher. A new Spanish Bible. I have a parallel in Spanish and English. And I always cover the English side when I read for her. Not good enough! So this one is a 2000 translation of the 1960 that I already have. So praise God. It's so funny, because she'll ask me if I understand after I read. I have to tell her the truth. Of course I understand what I just read, because I know what it says in English. She just sighs. God bless her!
And last Tuesday during my lesson, I found out that Valle has a POST OFFICE!!!! Silvia said. I couldn't believe my ears. Are you kidding me? For two years I've been saying that we don't have one. Well, today, during my lesson, we are walking there. So in 2012 when I come back here, si Dios quiere, (if God wills)I will have a mailbox here. Do wonders never cease.
Thanks once again for all your prayers and support. God truly does hear and answer our prayers. God bless all of you.
Last month, Becky and I enjoyed cherry pie and ice cream. Heavenly!! We still have 2 cans of the pie filling left, so 2 more before we leave in December. Yee-Ha!!
The last two months have been a little trying with all the rain. The road to Macuelizo is a disaster. We have had to get off the van and walk a little ways in order for the bus to get unstuck or to get over the humps that were formed by traffic going through the mud. It's a mountain made of rock, but the crevices have been filled in with rock and dirt that's like clay. But all the rains have washed it away. Last year we didn't receive this much rain and I wondered if Honduras really had a rainy season. Oh, yes, it does. So many people here get scared when it rains very hard. It's because of all the damage that the rain caused during Hurricane Mitch in '96. One of the fellows that owns the pulperia, where I wait for the van to go to school, told me that he was afraid when it rains hard, and he asked me if I was afraid. I told him no, because I'm not, and he looked incredulous. He wanted to know why, and I said it was because of God. A couple of days later, he asked if Jesus had been a man. I said yes, and he didn't say more. So the Lord is busy. And it's interesting that the pastor preached on God's promise that He would not destroy the earth with a flood ever again and about the covenant rainbow with Noah. A very timely message.
The cancha at school has been finished, and now the guys are working on the other building. (Before they are finished working this time, they will also replace the guttering on the kinder building). The kids enjoy being able to play soccer on the new cancha. What a blessing all this is from the Lord. I'm so glad He supplies his people, and when they give when He says give, so much can be accomplished. I don't want this school to always be the poorest of our schools here in Honduras. So much the Lord has to do here. I want it to be the light that He has called it to be.
On the 15th of this month, we celebrated the Independence Day of Honduras. Our kids looked great. Our drummers played the whole distance. Why the judges were at the end of the parade route, I will probably never know. Our drummers were in the 5th and 6th grades. They played the whole distance which was probably a mile and a half, give or take a few feet. But it was uphill over half the way. On the last stretch, our little ones in kinder had to quit. They just couldn't go any farther. The little girls were twirling batons. So cute. And the little guys had drums. So needless to say, the judges didn't see them. The judges did thank the extranjeras(me and Becky)for coming to Honduras and helping them. It was so hot, and all the kids wore uniforms of one kind or another. They were actually sweating, too. Not just this gringa. So now, no school till next Tuesday. And today is Teacher's Day. I received a message from my phone provider saying Happy Teacher's Day.
I received a very nice gift from Silvia, my Spanish teacher. A new Spanish Bible. I have a parallel in Spanish and English. And I always cover the English side when I read for her. Not good enough! So this one is a 2000 translation of the 1960 that I already have. So praise God. It's so funny, because she'll ask me if I understand after I read. I have to tell her the truth. Of course I understand what I just read, because I know what it says in English. She just sighs. God bless her!
And last Tuesday during my lesson, I found out that Valle has a POST OFFICE!!!! Silvia said. I couldn't believe my ears. Are you kidding me? For two years I've been saying that we don't have one. Well, today, during my lesson, we are walking there. So in 2012 when I come back here, si Dios quiere, (if God wills)I will have a mailbox here. Do wonders never cease.
Thanks once again for all your prayers and support. God truly does hear and answer our prayers. God bless all of you.
Saturday, August 21, 2010
Eph. 5:20 Giving thanks always for all things unto God...
What a great time in Kansas, minus my daughter-in-law's bout with MS, of course. But the timing was right so I could help out with the trips to the doctor.
Kelcie and Derek's wedding and reception were beautiful. I pray that Jesus will always be at the center of their marriage, and that the smiles they wore on Saturday will forever be there for one another through good times and bad. God bless you both, and the children that are to come from this union.
What a great time to visit with the other side of the family from Montana. Grandma Harter and I have a beautiful family in common. It has been several years since I have seen them, and it was good to chat with the different members of the family. It was good to visit with Uncle Dave. He and I shared a rental car in 1996 when we were in Belgium at the same time to visit Gary, Susan, and family. Kelcie was about 6 or so then. So I'm glad they all made the trip.
I had discovered a black speck on my front left tooth. So I decided while I was in the states that I should check on getting an appointment in Dec. when I return to the states for a longer time. So I went to see about an appointment on Saturday, and the secretary asked how Monday morning at 8:00 would be. Absolutely wonderful. So off to the dentist. Praying that it wouldn't cost a lot. So the dentist came in, asked me where I was living now, looked at the tooth, and said he could buff it out. OK. That sounded good to me. So he did. As I was leaving, his associate said he wasn't charging me for anything. Wow! Thank you, Dr. Hall. May God bless you in blessing me.
Pastors Bryan and Julie came to visit me on Monday afternoon with little Elliott, and that was a real treat. Thank you so much. I had gone to church with Doug on Sunday and didn't get to see them. I miss them as my pastors and friends. And little Elliott is now 7 months old, and is a very happy baby. Plus he's absolutely gorgeous.
I was suppose to leave on Tuesday, and after Doug and I arrived at the airport, they were saying that the flight to and from Houston would be delayed due to bad weather there. So we decided that I would stay another day and leave on the morrow. Worked out great. So back to Doug's house. He left for work very early, and after Jen got the kids off to school, she went to get some much needed sleep. I was really tired so decided to follow in her footsteps. So I went downstairs and slept till 11. It was great sleeping weather. Raining, and everyone knows how good it feels to lay down, listen to the rain, and then fall asleep. I can't even remember the last time I slept till 11:00, if ever. But it sure felt good, and I didn't feel too guilty!
So the return home was without event, although I visited with a missionary that lives in Canada. He was coming here for whatever business his church has here. Also visited with a father and son on the way to the states that had come here on a medical mission trip. He was Independent Assembly of God. I don't know the difference between the two because spiritually we believe the same things. The Assembly I went to in IL was Independent. So he gave me the name of the pastor that has a church here that is not to far from Valle. So maybe I will meet him some time. It would be interesting to know if he knows people that I know.
When Becky and I walked into my house, we were hit in the nose with a horrible smell. We discovered that all the meat in my freezer was thawed and spoiled. The electricity had been off for a couple of days. However, that would not have thawed the meat, especially when no one was opening the door. Something had happened to the fridge again. It was blowing hot air instead of cold. So back to Becky's for the night. Mario brought a small refrigerator the next day until the other could be fixed. And it was fixed the day after, so that was good. The scripture, give us our daily bread came to mind. I had enough meat for a month or so, because it's nice to go to the supermarket in Tegu when I'm there and stock up. Guess I should rethink that. Especially when the electricity is not so dependable this time of the year with all the rain. Well, welcome to Honduras where things are so unpredictable. You really do have to depend on God, because He only is unchangeable. He's the same yesterday, today, and forever. So whatever the need, He will supply it.
So now the kids have to write letters to their sponsors in the states. The 6th, 7th, and 8th graders are writing theirs in English. I hope!!! They also are memorizing the 23rd Psalm in English. I am memorizing it in Spanish. I didn't think it was fair to ask them to memorize without me doing the same.
I praise God for his goodness and blessings, and someday I will see his face, but more important is to hear the words, Well done my good and faithful servant.
Kelcie and Derek's wedding and reception were beautiful. I pray that Jesus will always be at the center of their marriage, and that the smiles they wore on Saturday will forever be there for one another through good times and bad. God bless you both, and the children that are to come from this union.
What a great time to visit with the other side of the family from Montana. Grandma Harter and I have a beautiful family in common. It has been several years since I have seen them, and it was good to chat with the different members of the family. It was good to visit with Uncle Dave. He and I shared a rental car in 1996 when we were in Belgium at the same time to visit Gary, Susan, and family. Kelcie was about 6 or so then. So I'm glad they all made the trip.
I had discovered a black speck on my front left tooth. So I decided while I was in the states that I should check on getting an appointment in Dec. when I return to the states for a longer time. So I went to see about an appointment on Saturday, and the secretary asked how Monday morning at 8:00 would be. Absolutely wonderful. So off to the dentist. Praying that it wouldn't cost a lot. So the dentist came in, asked me where I was living now, looked at the tooth, and said he could buff it out. OK. That sounded good to me. So he did. As I was leaving, his associate said he wasn't charging me for anything. Wow! Thank you, Dr. Hall. May God bless you in blessing me.
Pastors Bryan and Julie came to visit me on Monday afternoon with little Elliott, and that was a real treat. Thank you so much. I had gone to church with Doug on Sunday and didn't get to see them. I miss them as my pastors and friends. And little Elliott is now 7 months old, and is a very happy baby. Plus he's absolutely gorgeous.
I was suppose to leave on Tuesday, and after Doug and I arrived at the airport, they were saying that the flight to and from Houston would be delayed due to bad weather there. So we decided that I would stay another day and leave on the morrow. Worked out great. So back to Doug's house. He left for work very early, and after Jen got the kids off to school, she went to get some much needed sleep. I was really tired so decided to follow in her footsteps. So I went downstairs and slept till 11. It was great sleeping weather. Raining, and everyone knows how good it feels to lay down, listen to the rain, and then fall asleep. I can't even remember the last time I slept till 11:00, if ever. But it sure felt good, and I didn't feel too guilty!
So the return home was without event, although I visited with a missionary that lives in Canada. He was coming here for whatever business his church has here. Also visited with a father and son on the way to the states that had come here on a medical mission trip. He was Independent Assembly of God. I don't know the difference between the two because spiritually we believe the same things. The Assembly I went to in IL was Independent. So he gave me the name of the pastor that has a church here that is not to far from Valle. So maybe I will meet him some time. It would be interesting to know if he knows people that I know.
When Becky and I walked into my house, we were hit in the nose with a horrible smell. We discovered that all the meat in my freezer was thawed and spoiled. The electricity had been off for a couple of days. However, that would not have thawed the meat, especially when no one was opening the door. Something had happened to the fridge again. It was blowing hot air instead of cold. So back to Becky's for the night. Mario brought a small refrigerator the next day until the other could be fixed. And it was fixed the day after, so that was good. The scripture, give us our daily bread came to mind. I had enough meat for a month or so, because it's nice to go to the supermarket in Tegu when I'm there and stock up. Guess I should rethink that. Especially when the electricity is not so dependable this time of the year with all the rain. Well, welcome to Honduras where things are so unpredictable. You really do have to depend on God, because He only is unchangeable. He's the same yesterday, today, and forever. So whatever the need, He will supply it.
So now the kids have to write letters to their sponsors in the states. The 6th, 7th, and 8th graders are writing theirs in English. I hope!!! They also are memorizing the 23rd Psalm in English. I am memorizing it in Spanish. I didn't think it was fair to ask them to memorize without me doing the same.
I praise God for his goodness and blessings, and someday I will see his face, but more important is to hear the words, Well done my good and faithful servant.
Sunday, August 8, 2010
John 14:2 In my father's house are many mansions:...
Friday afternoon Eva and I went walking. So let's go to the cemetery. I've been to just about every place else in town, but not there. So we did. The most peaceful place is a cemetery. No one there to bother you. This one was a little creepy looking to me because the graves are almost on top each other. And some of the headstones and vaults were not standing straight. I was sure the path we were on went over some graves. Grandma always said you never walk on a grave. It's disrespectful. So I felt a little guilty. They have a lot of graves above the ground with the casket inside the concrete vault. One family had several vaults built on top each other, and the whole building was made to look like a castle! (Made me think of the Father's house wherein are many mansions). There really was no room to walk between the graves. That's how close together they were. Some were covered with the ceramic tiles, others were plain cement or painted. I guess I'll have to take a picture. Never thought about it Friday. Speaking of cemeteries, I went to my second wake a couple of weeks ago. And that always makes me think of my own! Unless we're alive when Jesus returns, we'll all go that way sometime.
Before I leave in December, we are talking about going to the mine that's near Valle. They used to mine silver from it. It also had a beautiful waterfall, but that was destroyed by Hurricane Mitch. The rain from Hurricane Mitch did a lot of damage in Honduras.
Last week seven schools came to our school. We hosted a fair day where the different schools brought things made from recyclables. We took first place in every area. What an accomplishment. Made us proud, the right kind of course. Now they are planning a science fair for the seventh graders. That ought to be interesting.
Work has begun on finishing the "cancha" for the high school. That's an answered prayer for me. It's something these kids need. I'm so thankful for those of you that sent me an offering to help with this.
We have an epidemic of dengue at this time. It's caused by a particular mosquito. The hospitals have been full. A campaign has been underway to clean up dump sites and to empty any vessel outside that can hold water including flower pot saucers. Cities have been using pesticides to kill the mosquitoes and their larvae, but it rains just about everyday, so the fight is continual. Dengue can kill. There are three basic types and the one that causes a person to bleed from different areas of the body is the worst. Right now we have a teacher that is very sick with it. She is suppose to return to school in another three days. I hope so.
In two days I leave for KS to see my kids, grand-kids, and to attend my granddaughter's wedding. I am soooo excited. Hopefully, I will get to see ALL my kids. Thank you Lord for my BIG family. What a blessing they are to me. And thank you for all the friends that you have given me. They, too, are a blessing in my life.
Before I leave in December, we are talking about going to the mine that's near Valle. They used to mine silver from it. It also had a beautiful waterfall, but that was destroyed by Hurricane Mitch. The rain from Hurricane Mitch did a lot of damage in Honduras.
Last week seven schools came to our school. We hosted a fair day where the different schools brought things made from recyclables. We took first place in every area. What an accomplishment. Made us proud, the right kind of course. Now they are planning a science fair for the seventh graders. That ought to be interesting.
Work has begun on finishing the "cancha" for the high school. That's an answered prayer for me. It's something these kids need. I'm so thankful for those of you that sent me an offering to help with this.
We have an epidemic of dengue at this time. It's caused by a particular mosquito. The hospitals have been full. A campaign has been underway to clean up dump sites and to empty any vessel outside that can hold water including flower pot saucers. Cities have been using pesticides to kill the mosquitoes and their larvae, but it rains just about everyday, so the fight is continual. Dengue can kill. There are three basic types and the one that causes a person to bleed from different areas of the body is the worst. Right now we have a teacher that is very sick with it. She is suppose to return to school in another three days. I hope so.
In two days I leave for KS to see my kids, grand-kids, and to attend my granddaughter's wedding. I am soooo excited. Hopefully, I will get to see ALL my kids. Thank you Lord for my BIG family. What a blessing they are to me. And thank you for all the friends that you have given me. They, too, are a blessing in my life.
Saturday, July 31, 2010
Eccl.3:1 To everything there is a season...
Well, here it is,the last day of July. Hard to believe. The seasons here don't really change much so it's hard to think of one season passing and another one coming.
I had a big heartache a little over a week ago. Lobo died. It broke my heart. He was such a good dog. I miss him walking with me. When I went to feed the geese, he was right beside me. He would walk me to the wash room, wait for me to leave, and then walk me to the door of the house. Where I went, Lobo went. I miss him putting his left front foot on my left foot and standing against my legs so I couldn't move, all because he wanted me to pet him. However, I do not miss his barking just before bedtime. But I miss his greeting when I come home from school and when I leave in the mornings. This is from someone who supposedly doesn't like dogs. Go figure.
On the other hand, I had a great blessing this month. After sharing scriptures with Denia, the Lord healed her stomach, and she has returned to Him. That is the greatest blessing in this world, to have someone return to the Lord after being away for so long a time. And what a difference it has made in her life. Our English lesson has turned into a Bible study which is great. I still teach her son English.
I was so glad that yesterday was Friday and that the week was over! It has been a couple of weeks of chaos for this gringa. There were days that I didn't have all my classes because they were practicing for the Day of the Indian, meetings with parents to get their children's grades, and now practicing for the parade on Sept. 15 which is Honduras' Independence Day. I was so tired when I arrived home yesterday. But then I had an English class with Denia's son. But Rodrigo said he would like to have his English lesson on a different day. He wants to have that afternoon free. Boy, do I understand that. So we are changing it to Wednesday when I don't have a Spanish lesson. God does take care of the little things, doesn't he?
It's interesting that I have witnessed to adults since I have been here. When Eva and I talk, I either confirm what Ramiro has told her or vice verse. We are always confirming the word to her without the other one knowing it. But she always tells me that Ramiro told her the same thing. What a blessing for her and us. God will always confirm his word to us one way or another. Either a brother or sister in Christ, a sermon, something. He loves us so much and he wants us to understand.
It was my turn to do the devotional yesterday for the teachers. I talked about how important it is to read God's word daily. Many go to church, but they don't open their Bibles during the week to see what God is saying to them. We can't stand on or obey his word if we don't know what it says. Pastors don't have the time to teach us everything about God. And besides that, God wants to speak to us individually through his word, and he wants to have a personal relationship us. Amen?
So the word gringo. I have been told that it originated with the words green go. Our American troops were here for whatever conflict, and when the Hondurans wanted them to leave, they said green go because of the green uniforms. Hence, the word gringo. Gringa for the female. I don't take offense with this word, although some people do. And it's interesting when I see people that look like Americans, I call them gringos without even thinking about it. I guess it's because I know that they won't be staying here. I have been told that I'm a catracha which is the nickname for Hondurans. Every Central American country has one of these nicknames. It's like Yankees from the north in the U.S. and Rebels from the south. Not too big a deal.
So I'm going home to KS on the 12th of August for 4 days. I am so looking forward to seeing my family that lives there. I haven't seen them since Jan. And, I will be able to attend my granddaughter's wedding. What a blessing. What an exciting time in her life.
One of the evangelistic churches from Tegucigalpa is starting to meet here in Valle on Thursday nights. This past Thursday night was the showing of the film Facing the Giants. Of course it was in Spanish. I cannot keep up with the language in a film. But I knew what was happening because I had seen the film with my son Ken. So I am planning to go to their services on Thursdays. My friends here in Valle attend the church in Tegu. I have been there a couple of times including this past Mother's Day. I believe one of the pastor's will be having the service and not one of the leaders. Leaders are not pastors, but are trusted to minister the Word, etc.
I am so counting the days until I go home for a visit. Thank you Jesus that I have a family to go home to.
I had a big heartache a little over a week ago. Lobo died. It broke my heart. He was such a good dog. I miss him walking with me. When I went to feed the geese, he was right beside me. He would walk me to the wash room, wait for me to leave, and then walk me to the door of the house. Where I went, Lobo went. I miss him putting his left front foot on my left foot and standing against my legs so I couldn't move, all because he wanted me to pet him. However, I do not miss his barking just before bedtime. But I miss his greeting when I come home from school and when I leave in the mornings. This is from someone who supposedly doesn't like dogs. Go figure.
On the other hand, I had a great blessing this month. After sharing scriptures with Denia, the Lord healed her stomach, and she has returned to Him. That is the greatest blessing in this world, to have someone return to the Lord after being away for so long a time. And what a difference it has made in her life. Our English lesson has turned into a Bible study which is great. I still teach her son English.
I was so glad that yesterday was Friday and that the week was over! It has been a couple of weeks of chaos for this gringa. There were days that I didn't have all my classes because they were practicing for the Day of the Indian, meetings with parents to get their children's grades, and now practicing for the parade on Sept. 15 which is Honduras' Independence Day. I was so tired when I arrived home yesterday. But then I had an English class with Denia's son. But Rodrigo said he would like to have his English lesson on a different day. He wants to have that afternoon free. Boy, do I understand that. So we are changing it to Wednesday when I don't have a Spanish lesson. God does take care of the little things, doesn't he?
It's interesting that I have witnessed to adults since I have been here. When Eva and I talk, I either confirm what Ramiro has told her or vice verse. We are always confirming the word to her without the other one knowing it. But she always tells me that Ramiro told her the same thing. What a blessing for her and us. God will always confirm his word to us one way or another. Either a brother or sister in Christ, a sermon, something. He loves us so much and he wants us to understand.
It was my turn to do the devotional yesterday for the teachers. I talked about how important it is to read God's word daily. Many go to church, but they don't open their Bibles during the week to see what God is saying to them. We can't stand on or obey his word if we don't know what it says. Pastors don't have the time to teach us everything about God. And besides that, God wants to speak to us individually through his word, and he wants to have a personal relationship us. Amen?
So the word gringo. I have been told that it originated with the words green go. Our American troops were here for whatever conflict, and when the Hondurans wanted them to leave, they said green go because of the green uniforms. Hence, the word gringo. Gringa for the female. I don't take offense with this word, although some people do. And it's interesting when I see people that look like Americans, I call them gringos without even thinking about it. I guess it's because I know that they won't be staying here. I have been told that I'm a catracha which is the nickname for Hondurans. Every Central American country has one of these nicknames. It's like Yankees from the north in the U.S. and Rebels from the south. Not too big a deal.
So I'm going home to KS on the 12th of August for 4 days. I am so looking forward to seeing my family that lives there. I haven't seen them since Jan. And, I will be able to attend my granddaughter's wedding. What a blessing. What an exciting time in her life.
One of the evangelistic churches from Tegucigalpa is starting to meet here in Valle on Thursday nights. This past Thursday night was the showing of the film Facing the Giants. Of course it was in Spanish. I cannot keep up with the language in a film. But I knew what was happening because I had seen the film with my son Ken. So I am planning to go to their services on Thursdays. My friends here in Valle attend the church in Tegu. I have been there a couple of times including this past Mother's Day. I believe one of the pastor's will be having the service and not one of the leaders. Leaders are not pastors, but are trusted to minister the Word, etc.
I am so counting the days until I go home for a visit. Thank you Jesus that I have a family to go home to.
Thursday, July 1, 2010
II Peter 5:7 Casting all your care upon him...
Well, what a deal!! I had to go to the ATM at the service station which is a mile, give or take a few feet, from my house. Of course, I walk. Well, lo and behold, it was gone. The station doesn't have one anymore. The only one that I knew about in Valle that takes MasterCard. Boy did the thoughts begin. Basically, no money except a few $ in U. S. and very few limpiras. So I'd have to go home to get them plus my passport or go to Tegu or call Becky or....I'm praying, Lord, what do I do? My cable is due today. Am I going to have to go to Tegu every month to get money? I had a few limpiras, so I decided to buy the laundry soap and coffee. Before I got to the store, I thought I'd ask the guard at the other bank if they had an ATM inside. Sure enough, Praise God, they had one that takes MasterCard. I usually go to the other bank down the street to pay my phone bill and electric bill, and they don't have an ATM or at least I've never seen one. Will check that out the next time I'm there. Nothing like having money and not being able to get to it-or so I thought. There is a little building at the park in the center of town that has an ATM, but it doesn't take MasterCard. So praise God there is one here that I can use.
I will be getting a new Spanish teacher next week. She is a cousin to my former teacher, Denia. Due to the classes at the university in Tegu, her time will not allow her to continue teaching me. But I will still get to visit with her on Friday afternoons since I'm teaching her son English. A few of our classes turned into a Bible study, and due to the moving of the Holy Spirit, she is going back to church. Hallelujah!
I split my 5th and 6th grades into two classes each. What a difference that makes. It's amazing how much the attitudes change. I still have a couple in the 6th grade that I think need to be in their regular class and not in mine. They could care less and they don't respond in a positive way.
I am so thankful that Jesus said he would never leave or forsake us. Truly he is a very present help in the time of need regardless of how big or small. Thank you Lord for your faithfulness.
I will be getting a new Spanish teacher next week. She is a cousin to my former teacher, Denia. Due to the classes at the university in Tegu, her time will not allow her to continue teaching me. But I will still get to visit with her on Friday afternoons since I'm teaching her son English. A few of our classes turned into a Bible study, and due to the moving of the Holy Spirit, she is going back to church. Hallelujah!
I split my 5th and 6th grades into two classes each. What a difference that makes. It's amazing how much the attitudes change. I still have a couple in the 6th grade that I think need to be in their regular class and not in mine. They could care less and they don't respond in a positive way.
I am so thankful that Jesus said he would never leave or forsake us. Truly he is a very present help in the time of need regardless of how big or small. Thank you Lord for your faithfulness.
Thursday, June 10, 2010
Mat. 7: 12 ...whatsoever you would that men should do to you, do you even so to them...
Well, now I'm meddling as Bro. Gruver use to say. But I went walking after listening to the news about the Gulf Coast, and I was thinking about how the Americans give, not just big corporations and the government, but little people like you and me whenever there is a national or international disaster. And now that we face another in the gulf states, I hear a lot about how we are canceling our vacations there. Why is that? The people there depend on us for their livelihood especially the little restaurants owned by Mom and Pop and the small hotels and motels. It makes me sad that many vacationers have canceled. Because why? They can't swim in the ocean? Probably for most, it wouldn't be the first time that they swam in the ocean anyway, or took a boat ride out to wherever. Wow, wouldn't it be great to see all these vacation people go there anyway and help these people retain their livelihood? If I was home and was going on vacation, I would go there. I've never seen an oil spill(not that I ever wanted, too), but it's there. Maybe I could even help clean some of the stuff off the beach, I don't know. We help everybody else, why can't we help them? I'm not saying send money to the Red Cross, Salvation Army, or any other charitable organization. Just go on your vacation. Can't think of anything to do while there? Maybe you should just do nothing and rest. Wow, there's a novel idea, especially when Americans have said that rest is their #1 recreation. Well, rest is not a recreation. It's a bodily need in order to stay healthy. America is facing BIG problems in every area. But this is one area that we can do something about. Just go on the vacation. We can choose to help our brothers in need. Maybe it won't keep them in business for the next ten years, but it might. Sure can't hurt. Who's to know? And they need to see our bodily presence there and know that we do care about them, not just people from government offices who are paid to go there to help fix the problem. Jesus said it's more blessed to give than to receive. But we do receive a blessing when we give of ourselves and our money. Almost nothing feels better than knowing you have helped someone else when they were in need. And if we were one of those in need, would we not appreciate someone coming and helping us?
I love my country, the U.S.A. And in my heart, I feel one of the reasons God has blessed us so is our willingness to give. Didn't He say that when we gave, it would be given back to us, pressed down, shaken together, running over? We can't out give God, and he cares about these people. So maybe He's saying to you, "Hey, why not go south to the Gulf this year?
I love my country, the U.S.A. And in my heart, I feel one of the reasons God has blessed us so is our willingness to give. Didn't He say that when we gave, it would be given back to us, pressed down, shaken together, running over? We can't out give God, and he cares about these people. So maybe He's saying to you, "Hey, why not go south to the Gulf this year?
Monday, June 7, 2010
Joel 2:28 And it shall come to pass afterward that I will pour out my spirit...
El Salvador! Beautiful from the air. The country looks like a beautiful patchwork quilt with all the fields a different shade of green and brown. It's much flatter than Honduras. We arrived in San Salvador on Wednesday afternoon after a forty minute flight. Received a visa for ninety days for ten dollars. After going through customs, we met up with our guides that loaded us onto a bus to take us to our hotel. Not everyone stayed in the same place. Our hotel was Hotel Siesta. Very nice. I was thankful for the air conditioner, especially when it was time for bed.
After settling in, we were taken to the church for the evening service at 7:00. Those of us from HN all wore blue shirts that had been ordered for us. We looked good! There was close to 400 people there for the seminar, not counting the workers from the church. Of course, everything was in Spanish, but the one message that stood out for me was for us to remember the dream/vision that God gave us. That brought back the message that Pastor Vernon gave me when I went and talked to him about what I believed God wanted me to do. He told me that God had given me the vision, but it was up to me to keep it alive. I really didn't know how much I needed God to renew my spirit when I went to El Salvador. But I did, and He did. Thank you Lord. How much He loves and cares for His children and provides what we need when we need it. I wasn't too thrilled about going to a teacher conference, because most is the same thing all over again with maybe a different name than what I had learned. But this was a Christian missionary/teacher's conference. What a difference. The mornings were filled with messages from the different pastors/leaders over LACC. After lunch, there was time for two workshops, dinner and then another service. So we were there at the church from 8 AM to 8 PM or longer. They have a school there also that goes from preschool to twelfth grade. It's also bilingual, but so is El Salvador. The food they served was wonderful. The grounds of the church and school are beautiful. On Friday afternoon, we had about three hours to go on a tour. We had three or four choices. Becky and I chose the volcano. But it rained off and on all day and by time the bus got there, it was so foggy that we couldn't see anything. What a disappointment, but the restaurant that we went to offered us free tea or coffee. That helped, plus the restaurant itself was beautiful and peaceful. A time to relax. Then back to town and the last service.
Between dinner and the evening service, we had the opportunity to watch the high school band. What a band. They take part in competitions and have been number one in El Salvador for the last three years. I could see why. The formations they performed were absolutely marvelous. Every note and movement memorized. They have a great teacher. Every time they were finished, we would all want more, so they obliged and gave us a couple more performances. May God continue to bless them.
U.S money is used in El Salvador. The driving there is like Costa Rica and the U.S. The literacy rate is over 90% just like Costa Rica. The literacy rate here in HN is under 50%. So sad. So many people here do not believe that a formal education is important, much less reading. As a whole, Hondurans do not want to read, especially for enjoyment. I mentioned to one of the teacher's last year where I teach that the kids needed to read. She said something about the parents being afraid to let their kids read. I asked why and she said perhaps the parents were afraid of losing their children. I said, "Are you kidding? What do they think the internet and cell phones will do?" She said she didn't know. Fear-so much in this country. So much ignorance here due to the lack of a good education. I was talking to one of the teachers at the high school where I teach, and I mentioned Anne Frank, and she had never heard of her. I couldn't believe my ears. I thought everybody in the world had heard of Anne Frank. The teacher knew about Hitler, although I don't know to what extent, so therefore I thought for sure she knew of Anne Frank. Not so.
Well, this week is vacation for all the schools. I'm so glad. We all need a break. So this week I'm working on a small booklet of English vocabulary for the kids. The schools here are required to teach English, but most of the kids can not carry on a simple conversation. So that's why I'm making the booklet. I want my students to be able to converse, albeit very simple. I'm also trying my hand at writing very short stories for the kids to read using the vocabulary that they have learned. Will see how that works out. Nothing ventured, nothing gained!
Blessings to all.
After settling in, we were taken to the church for the evening service at 7:00. Those of us from HN all wore blue shirts that had been ordered for us. We looked good! There was close to 400 people there for the seminar, not counting the workers from the church. Of course, everything was in Spanish, but the one message that stood out for me was for us to remember the dream/vision that God gave us. That brought back the message that Pastor Vernon gave me when I went and talked to him about what I believed God wanted me to do. He told me that God had given me the vision, but it was up to me to keep it alive. I really didn't know how much I needed God to renew my spirit when I went to El Salvador. But I did, and He did. Thank you Lord. How much He loves and cares for His children and provides what we need when we need it. I wasn't too thrilled about going to a teacher conference, because most is the same thing all over again with maybe a different name than what I had learned. But this was a Christian missionary/teacher's conference. What a difference. The mornings were filled with messages from the different pastors/leaders over LACC. After lunch, there was time for two workshops, dinner and then another service. So we were there at the church from 8 AM to 8 PM or longer. They have a school there also that goes from preschool to twelfth grade. It's also bilingual, but so is El Salvador. The food they served was wonderful. The grounds of the church and school are beautiful. On Friday afternoon, we had about three hours to go on a tour. We had three or four choices. Becky and I chose the volcano. But it rained off and on all day and by time the bus got there, it was so foggy that we couldn't see anything. What a disappointment, but the restaurant that we went to offered us free tea or coffee. That helped, plus the restaurant itself was beautiful and peaceful. A time to relax. Then back to town and the last service.
Between dinner and the evening service, we had the opportunity to watch the high school band. What a band. They take part in competitions and have been number one in El Salvador for the last three years. I could see why. The formations they performed were absolutely marvelous. Every note and movement memorized. They have a great teacher. Every time they were finished, we would all want more, so they obliged and gave us a couple more performances. May God continue to bless them.
U.S money is used in El Salvador. The driving there is like Costa Rica and the U.S. The literacy rate is over 90% just like Costa Rica. The literacy rate here in HN is under 50%. So sad. So many people here do not believe that a formal education is important, much less reading. As a whole, Hondurans do not want to read, especially for enjoyment. I mentioned to one of the teacher's last year where I teach that the kids needed to read. She said something about the parents being afraid to let their kids read. I asked why and she said perhaps the parents were afraid of losing their children. I said, "Are you kidding? What do they think the internet and cell phones will do?" She said she didn't know. Fear-so much in this country. So much ignorance here due to the lack of a good education. I was talking to one of the teachers at the high school where I teach, and I mentioned Anne Frank, and she had never heard of her. I couldn't believe my ears. I thought everybody in the world had heard of Anne Frank. The teacher knew about Hitler, although I don't know to what extent, so therefore I thought for sure she knew of Anne Frank. Not so.
Well, this week is vacation for all the schools. I'm so glad. We all need a break. So this week I'm working on a small booklet of English vocabulary for the kids. The schools here are required to teach English, but most of the kids can not carry on a simple conversation. So that's why I'm making the booklet. I want my students to be able to converse, albeit very simple. I'm also trying my hand at writing very short stories for the kids to read using the vocabulary that they have learned. Will see how that works out. Nothing ventured, nothing gained!
Blessings to all.
Saturday, May 29, 2010
What a great time Penny and I had shopping. Two days of it. It was so nice to have had that time with her. And hopefully, I have most of what I need for Costa Rica next year. I also was able to meet my newest great-grandson, Caleb. He's four months old and loves to talk and smile with you. Yep, now we have three Calebs in the family. But that's ok because the Caleb in the Bible is one of my heroes.
I was wanting a piece of cherry pie with vanilla ice cream on top, and I ate two pieces! Absolutely wonderful. It's kind of funny how you miss something to eat when you're not home. Cherry pie of all things. They don't have that here. Sometimes the larger grocery stores in the city have the frozen ones that are imported, but not where I live. And sometimes those that are imported are a little old.
Coming to the states this time was a little different. We made it to Houston without any problems. While we were waiting for our flight to St. Louis from Houston, I looked around at the people and just about everybody was on some kind of electronic device. Too bad if you wanted to talk or meet someone new. However, I was looking over the shoulder of the young man sitting next to me. He was watching a western on this little bitty thing,and I was wondering which one. When it was over I apologized for watching and of course he said that was ok. Anyway it was a re-make of the 2:10 (or 3:10) to Yuma. Of course, I saw the original!! So we started to talk a little. Then our time to leave changed. The flight in to Houston was late due to bad weather in the east according to the older gentleman on my right. They had to fly around some storms. Then it changed again. The lady at the podium said they had to clean the plane before we could board. Then after the time changed again, she said they had to replace a light in the bathroom. They didn't want us to go into a darkened bathroom. THEN the Captain came out and I heard her say that these people had waited long enough and they needed to get us on board to STL. Well, the next thing that occurred was the Captain talking to a supervisor who talked to another supervisor. Finally, the lady at the podium said we would be flying without a working bathroom. We had ten minutes before boarding. Everybody headed for the bathrooms, including the guys. So now we're ready to board. Well, we got to the door of the plane and was told we couldn't board. Back to the gate. By now the sign above the door had a different city and time on it. Now what? The lady said that the STL group was to go downstairs and wait a few minutes for a different plane. Our baggage was being transferred to another plane. So down we all went. At last we were able to board and leave for STL-two hours later. Two hours, not much in a lifetime, huh? But it was interesting to watch people's reactions. One old fellow was furious and said he would never fly Continental again. He would take United. His daughter informed him that those two companies were merging. Of course she was just as angry and using a few choice words to say their luggage probably wasn't being loaded and wouldn't make it at the same time they would arrive. The fellow with the movie, another young lady, and I started talking. I finally said, " You know, this could be a lot worse." They agreed, and after talking, we decided that before all these electronic devices came into being that people actually met and talked to other people when they traveled. How the world has changed in the past 20 or 30 years. Sometimes it's a place I don't like very much. But then I look at all the beauty that God has created, and it's ok again. And our luggage made it to STL at the same time. You never know what God might be protecting you from. So all was well. I just have to make sure that I give the people that are going to meet me the number of the flight that I will be on. Oops!!!!
So I have been back a week and it has rained a lot just about every day and night. Some have said it is unusual for this time of the year. We shouldn't be getting this much until June and July, and again in September and October. Going to and from school has also been interesting. Watching the water run down and across the mountain road is interesting. It makes a path with or without mans help. If it gets blocked one way, it will go another. As I was watching and thinking about it, I thought isn't that what the Lord does for his children? When there seems to be no way at all, He makes a way. It was a great reminder about the awesome God we serve. Absolutely nothing is impossible to Him and to those that believe.
So next week I go to El Salvador for a conference with other LACC teachers from different countries, and other missionaries. I'm excited about meeting them and hearing John Bueno speak. He spoke at my commissioning service in Springfield MO in 2008.
What else is happening? The students that had English last year are doing well. They won't initiate a full conversation, but they will answer all you ask them. Well, the things they know anyway. Soon testing time will be here again. I just have a real aversion to testing. But it's one of those things that has to be done. So I will start reviewing this week. I'm in the process of writing some short stories using the vocabulary they are learning. Will see how that works. Most Hondurans do not think that reading is important at all. So therefore very little is done in that area. They don't realize how important it is. If you don't know how to read, you sure can't read God's word. That puts you in a position of believing always what someone else says about God. The Bereans were famous for checking the scriptures to see if what they heard was truth.
So I need to study my Spanish and start getting test previews ready. Nothing worse than walking into class and not know what you're doing.
I was wanting a piece of cherry pie with vanilla ice cream on top, and I ate two pieces! Absolutely wonderful. It's kind of funny how you miss something to eat when you're not home. Cherry pie of all things. They don't have that here. Sometimes the larger grocery stores in the city have the frozen ones that are imported, but not where I live. And sometimes those that are imported are a little old.
Coming to the states this time was a little different. We made it to Houston without any problems. While we were waiting for our flight to St. Louis from Houston, I looked around at the people and just about everybody was on some kind of electronic device. Too bad if you wanted to talk or meet someone new. However, I was looking over the shoulder of the young man sitting next to me. He was watching a western on this little bitty thing,and I was wondering which one. When it was over I apologized for watching and of course he said that was ok. Anyway it was a re-make of the 2:10 (or 3:10) to Yuma. Of course, I saw the original!! So we started to talk a little. Then our time to leave changed. The flight in to Houston was late due to bad weather in the east according to the older gentleman on my right. They had to fly around some storms. Then it changed again. The lady at the podium said they had to clean the plane before we could board. Then after the time changed again, she said they had to replace a light in the bathroom. They didn't want us to go into a darkened bathroom. THEN the Captain came out and I heard her say that these people had waited long enough and they needed to get us on board to STL. Well, the next thing that occurred was the Captain talking to a supervisor who talked to another supervisor. Finally, the lady at the podium said we would be flying without a working bathroom. We had ten minutes before boarding. Everybody headed for the bathrooms, including the guys. So now we're ready to board. Well, we got to the door of the plane and was told we couldn't board. Back to the gate. By now the sign above the door had a different city and time on it. Now what? The lady said that the STL group was to go downstairs and wait a few minutes for a different plane. Our baggage was being transferred to another plane. So down we all went. At last we were able to board and leave for STL-two hours later. Two hours, not much in a lifetime, huh? But it was interesting to watch people's reactions. One old fellow was furious and said he would never fly Continental again. He would take United. His daughter informed him that those two companies were merging. Of course she was just as angry and using a few choice words to say their luggage probably wasn't being loaded and wouldn't make it at the same time they would arrive. The fellow with the movie, another young lady, and I started talking. I finally said, " You know, this could be a lot worse." They agreed, and after talking, we decided that before all these electronic devices came into being that people actually met and talked to other people when they traveled. How the world has changed in the past 20 or 30 years. Sometimes it's a place I don't like very much. But then I look at all the beauty that God has created, and it's ok again. And our luggage made it to STL at the same time. You never know what God might be protecting you from. So all was well. I just have to make sure that I give the people that are going to meet me the number of the flight that I will be on. Oops!!!!
So I have been back a week and it has rained a lot just about every day and night. Some have said it is unusual for this time of the year. We shouldn't be getting this much until June and July, and again in September and October. Going to and from school has also been interesting. Watching the water run down and across the mountain road is interesting. It makes a path with or without mans help. If it gets blocked one way, it will go another. As I was watching and thinking about it, I thought isn't that what the Lord does for his children? When there seems to be no way at all, He makes a way. It was a great reminder about the awesome God we serve. Absolutely nothing is impossible to Him and to those that believe.
So next week I go to El Salvador for a conference with other LACC teachers from different countries, and other missionaries. I'm excited about meeting them and hearing John Bueno speak. He spoke at my commissioning service in Springfield MO in 2008.
What else is happening? The students that had English last year are doing well. They won't initiate a full conversation, but they will answer all you ask them. Well, the things they know anyway. Soon testing time will be here again. I just have a real aversion to testing. But it's one of those things that has to be done. So I will start reviewing this week. I'm in the process of writing some short stories using the vocabulary they are learning. Will see how that works. Most Hondurans do not think that reading is important at all. So therefore very little is done in that area. They don't realize how important it is. If you don't know how to read, you sure can't read God's word. That puts you in a position of believing always what someone else says about God. The Bereans were famous for checking the scriptures to see if what they heard was truth.
So I need to study my Spanish and start getting test previews ready. Nothing worse than walking into class and not know what you're doing.
Sunday, May 9, 2010
Ps. 127:3 Lo, children are an heritage of the LORD...
God is so good. When He calls you away from your family, He provides others to help you through those times where family is important and normally present. Being away from children and grandchildren on Mother's Day is especially difficult for mothers on the field. It's a day that mothers are made to feel extra special by their children. So again this year, several of us are without our own children, just as those that are single are without their mothers. And like some, my mother is no longer alive. This was the first year without her. I missed calling her and wishing her a great day. I didn't get to send her a card or give her a gift. So this Mother's day was a little difficult to say the least.
I went to church with Ramiro and his family, and friends on Friday night. The church was honoring mothers. A couple of people were walking through the congregation before church and were taking pictures of mothers with their children. When one of them was before Yesica and Melisa, Yesica said, "Beverly, be my mom." So we had our picture taken. The pictures were shown on a screen after services and copies were given to us when church was over. I don't like to have my picture taken at all, but this one came out really good. Yesica's mother wasn't there and neither were my children. I praise God for the friends He has given me here. We all adopt mothers and children! But I praise God for my children that e-mailed me early Saturday morning and on Monday. And for the one who called Sunday night. You lifted my spirit. I thank God for each and every one of you. I love you all very, very much.
Yesterday, Olympia and her sister-in-law made lunch for her mother, mother-in-law, Becky and I. Badder, pronounced Bother, made us a card. It was so nice. They made enchiladas, the Honduran way. Absolutely delicious. Becky and I had a very quiet, peaceful, enjoyable day. What a blessing.
Friday the kids celebrated Mother's Day at school. The teachers had a really good program. Kids did skits and sang. Some of the teachers were dressed like the little people or pillow people. Absolutely hysterical. They couldn't see what they were doing at all. They had these long bags, the kind that rice, beans, and corn comes in, over the top half of their bodies with a face painted on them. One of the teachers kept bumping into the wall while another almost sat on the lap of one of the fathers that was there. Everybody was laughing. The teachers said later that they were so hot and sweating so much that they couldn't see. It was hilarious. Then they had two of the mothers break balloons by sitting on them in a chair. Whoever broke the most won. What a contest. Finally, they played musical chairs. Well, when the last two mothers popped down on the last chair at the same time, one of the legs on the chair broke and all ended up on the floor. Absolutely hysterical. No one was hurt of course, but it was funny. Everybody enjoyed themselves. And of course, a meal followed which was delicious.
Instead of going to Costa Rica for my visa renewal, I'll be going to IL to spend 3 days with my daughter, and I'll also be able to visit my brother who has been having some health problems.
I hope all you Mother's had a great Mother's Day. Children truly are a blessing from God.
I went to church with Ramiro and his family, and friends on Friday night. The church was honoring mothers. A couple of people were walking through the congregation before church and were taking pictures of mothers with their children. When one of them was before Yesica and Melisa, Yesica said, "Beverly, be my mom." So we had our picture taken. The pictures were shown on a screen after services and copies were given to us when church was over. I don't like to have my picture taken at all, but this one came out really good. Yesica's mother wasn't there and neither were my children. I praise God for the friends He has given me here. We all adopt mothers and children! But I praise God for my children that e-mailed me early Saturday morning and on Monday. And for the one who called Sunday night. You lifted my spirit. I thank God for each and every one of you. I love you all very, very much.
Yesterday, Olympia and her sister-in-law made lunch for her mother, mother-in-law, Becky and I. Badder, pronounced Bother, made us a card. It was so nice. They made enchiladas, the Honduran way. Absolutely delicious. Becky and I had a very quiet, peaceful, enjoyable day. What a blessing.
Friday the kids celebrated Mother's Day at school. The teachers had a really good program. Kids did skits and sang. Some of the teachers were dressed like the little people or pillow people. Absolutely hysterical. They couldn't see what they were doing at all. They had these long bags, the kind that rice, beans, and corn comes in, over the top half of their bodies with a face painted on them. One of the teachers kept bumping into the wall while another almost sat on the lap of one of the fathers that was there. Everybody was laughing. The teachers said later that they were so hot and sweating so much that they couldn't see. It was hilarious. Then they had two of the mothers break balloons by sitting on them in a chair. Whoever broke the most won. What a contest. Finally, they played musical chairs. Well, when the last two mothers popped down on the last chair at the same time, one of the legs on the chair broke and all ended up on the floor. Absolutely hysterical. No one was hurt of course, but it was funny. Everybody enjoyed themselves. And of course, a meal followed which was delicious.
Instead of going to Costa Rica for my visa renewal, I'll be going to IL to spend 3 days with my daughter, and I'll also be able to visit my brother who has been having some health problems.
I hope all you Mother's had a great Mother's Day. Children truly are a blessing from God.
Thursday, April 29, 2010
Ps. 29:2 Give unto the Lord, the glory due unto his name...
Well, here I am back in Valle after almost two weeks in El Progreso and San Pedro Sula. What a hot, hot, hot time. Some days were over a 100 degrees. It doesn't get that hot here in Valle. Here you normally have to cover yourself with a blanket at night time. Not there. Air conditioning is needed for most of us gringos anyway. I don't think I could live there. The heat is oppressive, for me anyway. A group of 19 were there from MA. Several of the men spent a couple of days in bed from what we call Montezuma's Revenge. Headache, fever, diarrhea, vomiting, etc. It's horrible. From what the Nationals say, it is caused from the change in diet, exercise, and climate.
Even with the sicknesses, a lot was accomplished. Two second story rooms were completed including having the roofs put on. A floor was poured in one room on the bottom floor which made it complete. It takes a lot of preparation time just to get ready to do the actual pouring. Everything is basically done by hand. However, the concrete mixer was used to mix the concrete for the floors.
The most marvelous thing happened when we were getting ready to pour the floor on the one room upstairs. They pour concrete on corrugated aluminum. Hot stuff that is blinding when the sun shines on it. And it was shinning very bright that day. The guys thought they might get a third poured due to the heat. But just as the buckets of cement got passed upstairs, a cloud moved between us and the sun and stayed. Everybody noticed. It was phenomenal. We started at 2:30 and finished at 7:30 after dark. The whole floor was poured. It would never have happened if God hadn't moved that cloud to cover us. It reminded me of the cloud that was with the Israelites during their 40 years in the wilderness.
Another thing happened that reminded me of our spiritual forefathers. Most of us had swollen feet. It's due to the heat. The Israelites feet never swelled during their 40 year stay in the desert. We weren't in the desert, but it sure felt like it. And we weren't there for 40 years.
One of the fellows that came had made a hoist to help with the lifting of concrete, blocks, etc. I think the buckets were faster, but it lifted wheelbarrows of concrete. It will be a blessing for the Nationals when moving blocks and other heavy objects upstairs, especially when there aren't many of them there.
The ages of the group ranged from eighteen years old to seventy eight years old. Everybody had a place and a job. But isn't that the way God works? No one is left out. My job is sifting sand. I love to do it. Me and my shovel. Two of the younger ladies were discussing the need to help me when one said they couldn't keep up with me. I'm use to it;they are not. However, one became quite good using a shovel by the time they left to go back to the states. I told her that I would pass on my shovel to her when the time comes. And all the ladies did help me by keeping the sand from piling up behind the screen and moving the pile closer. Thank you so much.
I did get in one block line, but not the concrete line. I don't think I could have kept up with everybody, especially in the afternoon heat.
I was invited again to come teach English in El Progreso. But again,I don't think I could stand the heat, and it's up to God where I go and don't go.
I talked about the cloud cover which was a big deal. But God deals in the little, everyday things that sometimes we miss. One of the fellas told me that he and his wife decided not to call anymore on the last couple of days before he was to leave for the states. However, the day before he was to leave, he said there was a nagging in him to call her. He finally did. She was just getting ready to leave the house for the airport to pick him up. Isn't God good to us? And the Holy Ghost can be a great nagger-He makes a good parent, spouse, whatever the need. Praise God. He cares about every detail in our lives, and sometimes we don't hear or heed the first call. So I thank Him for the gentle shoving.
I had the opportunity to testify about my coming to Honduras. What an awesome experience it has been. And to meet other brothers and sisters in Christ that I wouldn't know if I weren't here. In fact, I couldn't quit talking about Him. But isn't that what we are suppose to do? Tell of His goodness to us. That's our testimony.
Well, the rainy season wasn't suppose to begin until May, but I think it is here, It rained while I was gone, and it rained most of the night last night. It's a little after 5 in the afternoon now and it's thundering and getting really cloudy. I'm sure the rain is coming, but we need it big time.
Until later. Blessings.
Even with the sicknesses, a lot was accomplished. Two second story rooms were completed including having the roofs put on. A floor was poured in one room on the bottom floor which made it complete. It takes a lot of preparation time just to get ready to do the actual pouring. Everything is basically done by hand. However, the concrete mixer was used to mix the concrete for the floors.
The most marvelous thing happened when we were getting ready to pour the floor on the one room upstairs. They pour concrete on corrugated aluminum. Hot stuff that is blinding when the sun shines on it. And it was shinning very bright that day. The guys thought they might get a third poured due to the heat. But just as the buckets of cement got passed upstairs, a cloud moved between us and the sun and stayed. Everybody noticed. It was phenomenal. We started at 2:30 and finished at 7:30 after dark. The whole floor was poured. It would never have happened if God hadn't moved that cloud to cover us. It reminded me of the cloud that was with the Israelites during their 40 years in the wilderness.
Another thing happened that reminded me of our spiritual forefathers. Most of us had swollen feet. It's due to the heat. The Israelites feet never swelled during their 40 year stay in the desert. We weren't in the desert, but it sure felt like it. And we weren't there for 40 years.
One of the fellows that came had made a hoist to help with the lifting of concrete, blocks, etc. I think the buckets were faster, but it lifted wheelbarrows of concrete. It will be a blessing for the Nationals when moving blocks and other heavy objects upstairs, especially when there aren't many of them there.
The ages of the group ranged from eighteen years old to seventy eight years old. Everybody had a place and a job. But isn't that the way God works? No one is left out. My job is sifting sand. I love to do it. Me and my shovel. Two of the younger ladies were discussing the need to help me when one said they couldn't keep up with me. I'm use to it;they are not. However, one became quite good using a shovel by the time they left to go back to the states. I told her that I would pass on my shovel to her when the time comes. And all the ladies did help me by keeping the sand from piling up behind the screen and moving the pile closer. Thank you so much.
I did get in one block line, but not the concrete line. I don't think I could have kept up with everybody, especially in the afternoon heat.
I was invited again to come teach English in El Progreso. But again,I don't think I could stand the heat, and it's up to God where I go and don't go.
I talked about the cloud cover which was a big deal. But God deals in the little, everyday things that sometimes we miss. One of the fellas told me that he and his wife decided not to call anymore on the last couple of days before he was to leave for the states. However, the day before he was to leave, he said there was a nagging in him to call her. He finally did. She was just getting ready to leave the house for the airport to pick him up. Isn't God good to us? And the Holy Ghost can be a great nagger-He makes a good parent, spouse, whatever the need. Praise God. He cares about every detail in our lives, and sometimes we don't hear or heed the first call. So I thank Him for the gentle shoving.
I had the opportunity to testify about my coming to Honduras. What an awesome experience it has been. And to meet other brothers and sisters in Christ that I wouldn't know if I weren't here. In fact, I couldn't quit talking about Him. But isn't that what we are suppose to do? Tell of His goodness to us. That's our testimony.
Well, the rainy season wasn't suppose to begin until May, but I think it is here, It rained while I was gone, and it rained most of the night last night. It's a little after 5 in the afternoon now and it's thundering and getting really cloudy. I'm sure the rain is coming, but we need it big time.
Until later. Blessings.
Sunday, April 11, 2010
Ps. 139: 2...thou knowest my thought afar off.
How wonderful God is to me. He truly knows my every thought and feeling. For those of us that didn't grow up in a Christian home, thoughts enter our mind that come from our lives before we knew Christ. One day not long ago I was walking home from the bus after school, and it was one of those days. There was not a particular thing that was wrong, it was just a lot of thoughts, things, etc. and I was thinking Lord, if I was a drinking woman, I'd just go get drunk. Of course I'm not a drinking woman, but that's the way I felt. Anyway, the thought came to drink from the fountain of life. How awesome was that? And I am so thankful that God KNOWS me. He knows everything about me. I don't have to try to hide anything. I did exactly that. I started talking to Him about my feelings, thoughts, etc.and soon all those things that were bothering me were gone. I had peace once again. The fountain of life gives us life. He is the fountain of life. So now I know I need to drink from that fountain instead of trying to get away from what ever is bothering me. I am so thankful that God loves me and is with me 24-7.
Thank you Lord.
Thank you Lord.
Saturday, March 27, 2010
I am with you alway...Mat. 28:20
How awesome it is to know that God is with us every moment of everyday. We can call upon Him at anytime and anywhere, and He will supply our need, whatever it is. Yesterday was one of those times. It was PE day, and the 7th and 8th graders had decided that they would go to the playas-beaches. I said beaches are in Tela and Roatan not Macuelizo. Noe, the custodian, and one of the teachers said it was by the river. Well, the river was 1 1/2 hours down the mountain, depending on your speed. Oh my, on the way down, I thought, " Dear Lord, what am I doing here?" There was no road. It was a path no wider than your foot in most places. Wow! Watch your footing. Alex, our bus driver was invited to go along, and bless his heart, he kept his eye on his "teacher". So I had his hand when needed. He comes to my English class when he is able, and we do English going home from school. Of course, he is not use to a lot of walking since he lives in Tegucigalpa. So he was in the hurts, too. Thank God I walk here in Valle. Anyway, we had to step aside to let a couple of pack horses go by. Honduras is such a land of diversity. This mountain was just as tall if not taller than the one in Amapala that I only climbed half way up last year. But on this mountain, you went up, down and around and praised God when you hit a level place. People that live on this mountain don't have cars and trucks, since there are no roads. So they travel by horse or foot. Oh, my, it makes me tired just to think about walking there again. Well, we finally made it there. Well, the river had hardly any water in it since we are in the dry season, but there was the swimming hole. And it was a swimming hole, just like the one my kids use to use when they were kids, only this one was a little bigger. The kids had a great time. So they had maybe 30 or 40 minutes to play and then back up the mountain. Well, the footing going up was easier than coming down, but the uphill climb was tough. Alex went ahead with some of the kids because he had to get back to take the first busload of kids home. Well, there were 4 kids that were behind me and they were having a hard time. Hearts were pounding. I told them we sit down, rest, catch our breaths, and go again for a space. We probably started doing this half way up. I said, Jesus ayudame-help me. Sure enough, He put one hand on my chest and the other on my back and said breathe in, breathe out, breathe in, breathe out...My mind needed to be on something else other than the top of the mountain which seemed to be moving farther away all the time. Then the song, one more river to cross, one more mountain to climb, one more valley that I gotta go through leaving my troubles behind...I'm going through with Jesus hallelujah...came to mind. So my spirit was singing. I haven't thought of that song in years! A couple of times I told Alejandra, the other teacher, just send a helicopter!! Wouldn't that have been the cat's meow? Dumb gringa!!!! Well, we finally made it. Praise God. But Alex, me, and Alejandra said never again. A couple of times when I thought I can't do this, I thought if my life was at stake I'd do it. So on I went. But I was glad to see the road. There was time to walk to cool down before we reached the school and to get the heart rate back to normal. What an experience.
A land of diversity. In the big cities, you find all the technology that you find in the states. In the country, depending on the area, there aren't even roads let alone technology. But most have cell phones, but maybe not the fancy ones. I'm so glad I had such a diverse childhood. At Grandma's, there was no inside bathroom. She did have running water in the sink and a water heater. However, I have lived in houses where there was no running water. There was a pump outside and maybe a hand pump in the kitchen. I have had to wash clothes by hand , but I'm thankful I don't have to do that now. Most women in Valle wash their clothes by hand. It's quite amazing what you get use to and what you can do without if you have to. There was one wider place on the mountain that had a couple of barrels sitting there. Sticking out of the mountain was a small black hose with water going into the barrels. It was not a fast stream at all. On the way back there were some ladies there. One was bathing her baby of several months, and I don't remember seeing what the others were doing. I was too busy just trying to move onward. But I do remember the looks on their faces when they saw this gringa. What a surprise. Well, the legs are beginning to talk to me!! I was wondering when the soreness would appear. I think its on its way!!
So today there will be a team living here on the property for a week. They will be working at the school. I'm so glad and hopeful that it will all be finished this week. What a blessing for the kids to have a place to play soccer, etc.
So today I'm thankful to the Lord for my health and His continued care, even when I may not be using common sense. But something has taken place in my spirit that wasn't there before the climb. Thank you Jesus.
A land of diversity. In the big cities, you find all the technology that you find in the states. In the country, depending on the area, there aren't even roads let alone technology. But most have cell phones, but maybe not the fancy ones. I'm so glad I had such a diverse childhood. At Grandma's, there was no inside bathroom. She did have running water in the sink and a water heater. However, I have lived in houses where there was no running water. There was a pump outside and maybe a hand pump in the kitchen. I have had to wash clothes by hand , but I'm thankful I don't have to do that now. Most women in Valle wash their clothes by hand. It's quite amazing what you get use to and what you can do without if you have to. There was one wider place on the mountain that had a couple of barrels sitting there. Sticking out of the mountain was a small black hose with water going into the barrels. It was not a fast stream at all. On the way back there were some ladies there. One was bathing her baby of several months, and I don't remember seeing what the others were doing. I was too busy just trying to move onward. But I do remember the looks on their faces when they saw this gringa. What a surprise. Well, the legs are beginning to talk to me!! I was wondering when the soreness would appear. I think its on its way!!
So today there will be a team living here on the property for a week. They will be working at the school. I'm so glad and hopeful that it will all be finished this week. What a blessing for the kids to have a place to play soccer, etc.
So today I'm thankful to the Lord for my health and His continued care, even when I may not be using common sense. But something has taken place in my spirit that wasn't there before the climb. Thank you Jesus.
Saturday, March 20, 2010
IITim. 1:7 For God hath not given us a spirit of fear...
School is now in full swing. Yesterday we celebrated Father's Day. It is a big deal here just like Mother's Day. The parents supply the money for the food that the cooks at school prepare for the fathers that come. The different grades practice skits, songs, and poems to perform for their fathers. It's really quite nice. My Spanish teacher was shocked to find out that we don't do that in the states. I explained that the younger grades make things for their fathers and the churches usually do something to honor fathers, but as a whole the day is celebrated individually by families. Very strange to her. I really appreciate the fact that they teach the children the national anthem of Honduras, beginning in kindergarten. During the celebration, it is sung after prayer. They sing all the stanzas, not just one or the chorus. I wish we would do that in the states, but then heaven forbid that we should offend those that are not from the U.S. or don't believe in patriotism. How far we have fallen.
The week of the 29th will begin La Semana Santa-Holy Week and we will be out of school ready for a break. However, there will be a team here from the states working at the school. So Becky and I will be cooking breakfast every morning at 5:30. Right now the guys from El Progreso is here building steps, retaining walls, and a place for the high school kids to play soccer or whatever. It is so nice to walk down steps instead of loose gravel that can send you flying if you're not careful.
Exams will be given when we return to school. Yuck! I don't like giving tests, and I don't like taking them. But it's a must. I am happy with what the kids have remembered from last year. Right now we're working on telling time. They are just like some kids in the states. They can read digital, but not a regular clock. So it's a little difficult. And there are places in this world that still use regular clocks including watches. But then the Hondurans don't use the same words that I learned in Spanish to tell time either. So I understand their confusion and frustration. Really makes me wonder how much different it will be in Costa Rica. I'll be thinking, Lord, here we go again. Yeah, I hear some of you saying, "But look at how much you're learning". Just goes to prove that there are more ways to skinning a cat than one. That's morbid, but it's one of those things my dad use to say. The students are also learning the books of the Bible in English. They really have trouble pronouncing Judges.
Last week in the Bible study, the leader asked if we were ready to go if Jesus should come back. Some were a little fearful and he explained that when we are in Jesus, we don't have to live in fear. Of course, that's the crux of the matter. Are we in Jesus? Something was said about time, and I remarked that we won't have time to think about it when the time comes, because we will go in the twinkling of an eye. I don't know if a twinkle is the same as a blink, but I think it may be faster. But then Hondurans are a fearful people, and we talked about that a little. Some of my friends were shocked to know that all our homes in the U.S. are not surrounded by brick walls or cyclone fences with locked gates and barbed wire running along the top. Here, when you go to someone's house, you stand outside the gate and jiggle the gate while calling out to them saying, Buenas or Hola. I've taught my students how to answer the door if they were in the states. Very shocking to them to be so close and knock on a door, and not be calling out at the same time. How different our cultures are, but in many areas, the same.
I received news last week that the mother of my best friend in Wichita had passed away. It was sad to hear, but it was also a time of rejoicing for she was ready to meet our Lord. Everyday we have to be ready. Our sins forgiven and walking the path that He has called each one of us to walk. As the nations around us become more confused, we have to keep our eyes on Jesus. He is on the throne above all thrones and is in complete control of all things. Nothing happens without His say so. I'm so glad I know Him.
The week of the 29th will begin La Semana Santa-Holy Week and we will be out of school ready for a break. However, there will be a team here from the states working at the school. So Becky and I will be cooking breakfast every morning at 5:30. Right now the guys from El Progreso is here building steps, retaining walls, and a place for the high school kids to play soccer or whatever. It is so nice to walk down steps instead of loose gravel that can send you flying if you're not careful.
Exams will be given when we return to school. Yuck! I don't like giving tests, and I don't like taking them. But it's a must. I am happy with what the kids have remembered from last year. Right now we're working on telling time. They are just like some kids in the states. They can read digital, but not a regular clock. So it's a little difficult. And there are places in this world that still use regular clocks including watches. But then the Hondurans don't use the same words that I learned in Spanish to tell time either. So I understand their confusion and frustration. Really makes me wonder how much different it will be in Costa Rica. I'll be thinking, Lord, here we go again. Yeah, I hear some of you saying, "But look at how much you're learning". Just goes to prove that there are more ways to skinning a cat than one. That's morbid, but it's one of those things my dad use to say. The students are also learning the books of the Bible in English. They really have trouble pronouncing Judges.
Last week in the Bible study, the leader asked if we were ready to go if Jesus should come back. Some were a little fearful and he explained that when we are in Jesus, we don't have to live in fear. Of course, that's the crux of the matter. Are we in Jesus? Something was said about time, and I remarked that we won't have time to think about it when the time comes, because we will go in the twinkling of an eye. I don't know if a twinkle is the same as a blink, but I think it may be faster. But then Hondurans are a fearful people, and we talked about that a little. Some of my friends were shocked to know that all our homes in the U.S. are not surrounded by brick walls or cyclone fences with locked gates and barbed wire running along the top. Here, when you go to someone's house, you stand outside the gate and jiggle the gate while calling out to them saying, Buenas or Hola. I've taught my students how to answer the door if they were in the states. Very shocking to them to be so close and knock on a door, and not be calling out at the same time. How different our cultures are, but in many areas, the same.
I received news last week that the mother of my best friend in Wichita had passed away. It was sad to hear, but it was also a time of rejoicing for she was ready to meet our Lord. Everyday we have to be ready. Our sins forgiven and walking the path that He has called each one of us to walk. As the nations around us become more confused, we have to keep our eyes on Jesus. He is on the throne above all thrones and is in complete control of all things. Nothing happens without His say so. I'm so glad I know Him.
Wednesday, February 24, 2010
John 10:10...I came that they might have life and that they might have it more abundatntly
Well, so much for warm weather! It has been really chilly here this past week. Even I wore a jacket on most days. It has been rainy, which we need, but the wind and cloudy skies made, made it very chilly. I'm glad to see the sun shining today. It's not overly bright, but it's out.
Almost 2 weeks ago I was able to go to Triunfo in Southern Honduras. The group that I went with, not AG, took school supplies for the children at a Christian school there. The leader of our group presented the gospel while lunch was being prepared for the children. We helped serve many children lunch. After lunch, the school supplies were handed out. Many of them wanted their pictures taken. When they saw their pictures, they smiled from ear to ear. Such a little thing to make them happy. Then they saw the balls for soccer. You should have seen them run. The bus driver starting kicking a ball, and the fun began. These kids learn to kick a soccer ball by the time they can walk!
This area is very poor. One of the men that went speaks English, and he told me that many of the people that live here wait for their relatives in the states to send them money. Others produce and sell cashews, while others go and work at the shrimp farms and come home on week-ends. It is a hard life here. We also took a medicine chest and gave it to a lady that helps the people in the community. The chest contained things like aspirin, bandages, antiseptics, etc. She will charge less than is normal, but enough to replenish her supplies and hopefully make a living. An older gentleman also talked to us about the plants he uses to treat certain ailments. Tea is made from most. He told us of plants that will lower blood pressure, normalize blood sugar, relieve constipation, treat headaches, etc. Other plants that are made into poultices to relieve sore muscles, etc. Very interesting. My kind of person.
This area reminds me of some places in the southwest United States. Very dry, dusty, and hot. There were many dry creek beds, and even the river reminded me of the Arkansas River in Wichita. Not much water in it most of the time. By time we left, I wanted to put my feet in a bucket of water!
Since we were so close to Nicaragua, we all voted to go there. So we parked the bus on this side of Honduras and walked across the bridge into Nicaragua. Just like the states, you would never know you crossed a border without a sign telling you. Everybody laughs because I say I have been to Nicaragua. Well, I have. I stepped on that turf and took pictures while my picture was also being taken. So I have been there!!!
We stopped in San Lorenzo on the way back to eat. Well, we had that famous Sopa de Mariscos. The seafood soup. Of course you always get the little crab-the whole body.
And then there is shrimp, and a big piece of fish with the bones still in it. I thought if my Grandma knew I was eating fish that still had bones in it, and eating fish at all without a piece of bread, she would probably turn over in her grave. No doubt I heard her saying be careful. From where we were, we could see that famous mountain in Amapala that we climbed last September. Well, I should say that some of us climbed. Some of us only went half way.
On the way to Triunfo, we stopped at a shop that makes water filters. They are shaped like a bowl and made from pottery material, including sand (I don't have a clue as to what is used to make pottery!) with a chemical added to the material that destroys germs, etc. The bowl sits inside the top of the water dispenser like the ones you take on picnics. You pour water into the bowl and it goes through the bowl into the dispenser. They hold about 5 gallons. The bowl has to be scrubbed every so often just like the water dispenser in my house. But these filters last for 1 1/2 years. If I had one of those I wouldn't have to buy water! The water dispensers are either ceramic or plastic. The plastic is cheaper, of course. The cost is about $30. Not bad, but for a lot of these people, $30 is a lot of money. Anyway, I thought they were very cool. From the conversations, these are also used in parts of Africa. What ingenuity.
So school is in full force and all is well at the moment. I have four grades, 5th, 6th, 7th, and 8th consisting of 72 students. The fifth grade can be a challenge, but they have learned that they walk in and out of my classroom. And that they use the trash can for their candy sticks, papers, and pencil shavings! So progress is being made. The 7th and 8th graders are very calm compared to last year. Must be maturity and maybe because we know what to expect from each other. It's good to see the kids that I had last year. So we pray God helps each one of us do the things and learn the things that will be pleasing to Him.
Jesus said that He came that we might have life and that more abundantly. He truly does bless our lives both spiritually and physically. What a blessing to have His Spirit living in us. I praise God everyday for what He is doing in my life. I pray God blesses everyone that reads this blog.
Almost 2 weeks ago I was able to go to Triunfo in Southern Honduras. The group that I went with, not AG, took school supplies for the children at a Christian school there. The leader of our group presented the gospel while lunch was being prepared for the children. We helped serve many children lunch. After lunch, the school supplies were handed out. Many of them wanted their pictures taken. When they saw their pictures, they smiled from ear to ear. Such a little thing to make them happy. Then they saw the balls for soccer. You should have seen them run. The bus driver starting kicking a ball, and the fun began. These kids learn to kick a soccer ball by the time they can walk!
This area is very poor. One of the men that went speaks English, and he told me that many of the people that live here wait for their relatives in the states to send them money. Others produce and sell cashews, while others go and work at the shrimp farms and come home on week-ends. It is a hard life here. We also took a medicine chest and gave it to a lady that helps the people in the community. The chest contained things like aspirin, bandages, antiseptics, etc. She will charge less than is normal, but enough to replenish her supplies and hopefully make a living. An older gentleman also talked to us about the plants he uses to treat certain ailments. Tea is made from most. He told us of plants that will lower blood pressure, normalize blood sugar, relieve constipation, treat headaches, etc. Other plants that are made into poultices to relieve sore muscles, etc. Very interesting. My kind of person.
This area reminds me of some places in the southwest United States. Very dry, dusty, and hot. There were many dry creek beds, and even the river reminded me of the Arkansas River in Wichita. Not much water in it most of the time. By time we left, I wanted to put my feet in a bucket of water!
Since we were so close to Nicaragua, we all voted to go there. So we parked the bus on this side of Honduras and walked across the bridge into Nicaragua. Just like the states, you would never know you crossed a border without a sign telling you. Everybody laughs because I say I have been to Nicaragua. Well, I have. I stepped on that turf and took pictures while my picture was also being taken. So I have been there!!!
We stopped in San Lorenzo on the way back to eat. Well, we had that famous Sopa de Mariscos. The seafood soup. Of course you always get the little crab-the whole body.
And then there is shrimp, and a big piece of fish with the bones still in it. I thought if my Grandma knew I was eating fish that still had bones in it, and eating fish at all without a piece of bread, she would probably turn over in her grave. No doubt I heard her saying be careful. From where we were, we could see that famous mountain in Amapala that we climbed last September. Well, I should say that some of us climbed. Some of us only went half way.
On the way to Triunfo, we stopped at a shop that makes water filters. They are shaped like a bowl and made from pottery material, including sand (I don't have a clue as to what is used to make pottery!) with a chemical added to the material that destroys germs, etc. The bowl sits inside the top of the water dispenser like the ones you take on picnics. You pour water into the bowl and it goes through the bowl into the dispenser. They hold about 5 gallons. The bowl has to be scrubbed every so often just like the water dispenser in my house. But these filters last for 1 1/2 years. If I had one of those I wouldn't have to buy water! The water dispensers are either ceramic or plastic. The plastic is cheaper, of course. The cost is about $30. Not bad, but for a lot of these people, $30 is a lot of money. Anyway, I thought they were very cool. From the conversations, these are also used in parts of Africa. What ingenuity.
So school is in full force and all is well at the moment. I have four grades, 5th, 6th, 7th, and 8th consisting of 72 students. The fifth grade can be a challenge, but they have learned that they walk in and out of my classroom. And that they use the trash can for their candy sticks, papers, and pencil shavings! So progress is being made. The 7th and 8th graders are very calm compared to last year. Must be maturity and maybe because we know what to expect from each other. It's good to see the kids that I had last year. So we pray God helps each one of us do the things and learn the things that will be pleasing to Him.
Jesus said that He came that we might have life and that more abundantly. He truly does bless our lives both spiritually and physically. What a blessing to have His Spirit living in us. I praise God everyday for what He is doing in my life. I pray God blesses everyone that reads this blog.
Saturday, January 30, 2010
Gen. 18:25...Shall not the Judge of all the earth do right?
Well, two more days left before I start my second school year here in Macuelizo. Hard to believe. Next week will be a work week for teachers and enrollment of students, and the following week, too, if I remember correctly. It will be interesting to see how many high school students return. I begin teaching English to Denia, my Spanish teacher, and her son next Wednesday, and of course my Spanish also resumes. I'm quite happy to know that I understand a lot more Spanish now than when I left. It's amazing. Of course all credit goes to the Lord. I have asked Him to help me remember, and at the same time, I am picking up new words everyday. PTL!!
So this week Yesica, pronounced Jessica, went with me to the meat market to show me how to order fresh cut meat. God bless her for that. It wasn't too difficult. She is so good about explaining things to me so I really understand. Such as asking for a suave cut. Suave means soft. I'm thinking soft meat? But that would mean tender in English. So she proceeded to explain that there are tender and tougher cuts of beef, such as roasts,etc. Ok, I understand. Do I remember where all these cuts are? Of course not, so guess I will do some research. What a difference from buying precut, prepackaged meat. And I ordered two one pound packages of chicken which were already cut and frozen. One pound had a leg and a thigh, my favorite parts. I'm thinking a leg and a thigh weigh 1/2 lb. a piece. Wow!
It is nice to walk through the village and have people wave to me. One fellow yesterday asked me when I returned. I was so happy that I understood exactly what he said, and that I answered him correctly. One of the missionary wives said I was being immersed. I hope so. I'm not as concerned about speaking now as I was last year. Lots of things I don't know, but on the other hand, I understand more this time around. Thank you so much Jesus. You have blessed me above measure.
I received some really sad news this week. My granddaughter has suffered a miscarriage. She was 12 weeks along, but the Dr. couldn't hear a heartbeat and the baby only showed 10 weeks growth. So...I know God will heal her pain and her body, and she will carry and have the healthy babies that she and her husband desire.
God has truly blessed me with children, grandchildren, and great-grandchildren. I do not separate blood relatives from those that aren't blood related. So altogether I now have 16 grandchildren and 6 great-grandchildren. What a family! I hope I didn't leave anybody out.
And I just received an email from my granddaughter. What a blessing to know that she knows that God has a plan and that all is well even when we don't understand what He is doing in our lives. What a God we serve who knows the beginning and ending of all things. What a blessing when children and grandchildren know and serve the Lord. Could anyone ask for more? I don't think so. I praise Him always for His goodness to us.
Well, it's that time that I must study and then go shopping for some little things like garlic and black pepper.
Blessings!
So this week Yesica, pronounced Jessica, went with me to the meat market to show me how to order fresh cut meat. God bless her for that. It wasn't too difficult. She is so good about explaining things to me so I really understand. Such as asking for a suave cut. Suave means soft. I'm thinking soft meat? But that would mean tender in English. So she proceeded to explain that there are tender and tougher cuts of beef, such as roasts,etc. Ok, I understand. Do I remember where all these cuts are? Of course not, so guess I will do some research. What a difference from buying precut, prepackaged meat. And I ordered two one pound packages of chicken which were already cut and frozen. One pound had a leg and a thigh, my favorite parts. I'm thinking a leg and a thigh weigh 1/2 lb. a piece. Wow!
It is nice to walk through the village and have people wave to me. One fellow yesterday asked me when I returned. I was so happy that I understood exactly what he said, and that I answered him correctly. One of the missionary wives said I was being immersed. I hope so. I'm not as concerned about speaking now as I was last year. Lots of things I don't know, but on the other hand, I understand more this time around. Thank you so much Jesus. You have blessed me above measure.
I received some really sad news this week. My granddaughter has suffered a miscarriage. She was 12 weeks along, but the Dr. couldn't hear a heartbeat and the baby only showed 10 weeks growth. So...I know God will heal her pain and her body, and she will carry and have the healthy babies that she and her husband desire.
God has truly blessed me with children, grandchildren, and great-grandchildren. I do not separate blood relatives from those that aren't blood related. So altogether I now have 16 grandchildren and 6 great-grandchildren. What a family! I hope I didn't leave anybody out.
And I just received an email from my granddaughter. What a blessing to know that she knows that God has a plan and that all is well even when we don't understand what He is doing in our lives. What a God we serve who knows the beginning and ending of all things. What a blessing when children and grandchildren know and serve the Lord. Could anyone ask for more? I don't think so. I praise Him always for His goodness to us.
Well, it's that time that I must study and then go shopping for some little things like garlic and black pepper.
Blessings!
Thursday, January 21, 2010
Ps.34:2 My soul shall make her boast in the LORD...
Well, it appears that I am several weeks behind. I really did go on vacation! So now after spending six weeks in the states, I am now home in Valle. The weather is beautiful and the sun is shining. Hallelujah. I'm one of those people that needs light. I found out that if I turned the lights on in the house, especially in Feb. in the states, I felt better. Dreary days made me feel dreary. No me gusta. So here I am. I had to go to the store this morning to buy food. The shop keepers welcomed me back after spending Christmas in the states. That warmed my heart. I still need some things, but since I haven't walked a lot, I decided to go this afternoon or whenever. It really doesn't matter, since I'll walk to town everyday anyway.
I had a welcome sign with balloons around it from the Eva, Yesica, Denia, their children, and Wil. The girls are coming over this afternoon. It will be good to see them. I was prepared for Lobo's welcome, so I didn't get knocked over. He was one happy German Shepherd. And he started barking to let every one know I was back! What a dog.
I thought I had a couple of weeks before school starts, but teachers begin the first of Feb. so I need to get things started. And speaking of school, the teacher's conference at Lake Yojoa, in November, was basically the same as conferences for teachers in the states, except we had pastors speak to us in the evenings. It was great.
The Lord always opens a door for me to share my testimony about being in Honduras. And yesterday was no different. Praise His name, for I love to tell what He has done and is doing. Not always, but when you meet North Americans coming to Honduras, nine out of ten times, they are on mission trips as was the fellow yesterday. His group was going near the Nicaragua border to help build houses. I don't remember the name of the group, but it doesn't matter. What matters is that God uses many people that believe in Him to get His work done. I met a lady in Target in Wichita when I was shopping one afternoon, and she told me to read a book called Three Cups of Tea. What a story. It's about Greg Mortenson building schools in Pakistan. There were a couple of things that truly hit home for me. Greg didn't go as a Christian or missionary. In fact he was a mountain climber, but his attitude was the same as we must have towards the people God sends us to. Great story.
I was really selfish by only visiting my home church, and not going to visit the others that I appreciate so much. But my home church was celebrating its second missionary convention, and I felt I needed to be there. I also was able to meet 2 of the missionaries that I had not met before. AND the best of the best was seeing my pastor's wife, also a pastor, pregnant. Beautiful! AND then I was able to see baby Elliot! What a blessed baby to have these two people for his parents. Of course, they would say they are the blessed ones. And, of course, they are. I truly miss this couple when I am gone. They and the church are truly my church family. I miss Pastor Bryan's sermons and his Wed. night Bible studies and him playing the devil's advocate. It's good because he makes us think.
Last but not at all the least, I had a great time visiting my kids, grand-kids and great grand-kids. I'm a couple up since I've been here, thank you Kenny, and more on the way. Children are a blessing from God, even the ornery ones.
So I want to thank you guys for making me feel loved and wanted and for putting up with me. Thank you for letting me use your vehicles so I didn't have to rent one. Doug, thank you for cleaning up the computer, taking care of all my business stuff, and getting up at 4:30 to take me to the airport. Thank you Darlene for a bedroom filled with my stuff. Penny, thanks for having Christmas early (tell Katelynn thanks too)so I could visit with all the kids, not to mention getting songs on my computer!! It was fun going shopping with you Steve, while Penny was catching forty winks after working the midnight shift. If ever you and Doug get together to go shopping, well...the stores will love you. Great fun. Thanks for the good reading Sis, and Jen for the movies we took in, and Christmas with your family. This is not the end of the list, but you get the drift.
I love you all and miss you when I'm here. I'm glad you understand that God has a plan for each of us even though we may not understand it at times. But some day when we look back, it will have all fallen into place and then we will see clearly. God is so awesome. It's like when I made my return ticket to St. Louis instead of Wichita in August. What was I thinking? Evidently I wasn't, but when I realized what I did, the thought that came was God has a plan. So I didn't try to change it. And truly He did. My daughter needed to see her momma. How much God loves her. Enough to see her need for December in August. And since God is no respecter of persons( He doesn't love her anymore than the rest of us), He does these things for us, and sometimes we don't recognize His hand in our lives. Did I know that was His plan in August? Of course not, but it sure thrills my soul to think about it now. I feel a shout coming on!! Got to go.
Blessings.
I had a welcome sign with balloons around it from the Eva, Yesica, Denia, their children, and Wil. The girls are coming over this afternoon. It will be good to see them. I was prepared for Lobo's welcome, so I didn't get knocked over. He was one happy German Shepherd. And he started barking to let every one know I was back! What a dog.
I thought I had a couple of weeks before school starts, but teachers begin the first of Feb. so I need to get things started. And speaking of school, the teacher's conference at Lake Yojoa, in November, was basically the same as conferences for teachers in the states, except we had pastors speak to us in the evenings. It was great.
The Lord always opens a door for me to share my testimony about being in Honduras. And yesterday was no different. Praise His name, for I love to tell what He has done and is doing. Not always, but when you meet North Americans coming to Honduras, nine out of ten times, they are on mission trips as was the fellow yesterday. His group was going near the Nicaragua border to help build houses. I don't remember the name of the group, but it doesn't matter. What matters is that God uses many people that believe in Him to get His work done. I met a lady in Target in Wichita when I was shopping one afternoon, and she told me to read a book called Three Cups of Tea. What a story. It's about Greg Mortenson building schools in Pakistan. There were a couple of things that truly hit home for me. Greg didn't go as a Christian or missionary. In fact he was a mountain climber, but his attitude was the same as we must have towards the people God sends us to. Great story.
I was really selfish by only visiting my home church, and not going to visit the others that I appreciate so much. But my home church was celebrating its second missionary convention, and I felt I needed to be there. I also was able to meet 2 of the missionaries that I had not met before. AND the best of the best was seeing my pastor's wife, also a pastor, pregnant. Beautiful! AND then I was able to see baby Elliot! What a blessed baby to have these two people for his parents. Of course, they would say they are the blessed ones. And, of course, they are. I truly miss this couple when I am gone. They and the church are truly my church family. I miss Pastor Bryan's sermons and his Wed. night Bible studies and him playing the devil's advocate. It's good because he makes us think.
Last but not at all the least, I had a great time visiting my kids, grand-kids and great grand-kids. I'm a couple up since I've been here, thank you Kenny, and more on the way. Children are a blessing from God, even the ornery ones.
So I want to thank you guys for making me feel loved and wanted and for putting up with me. Thank you for letting me use your vehicles so I didn't have to rent one. Doug, thank you for cleaning up the computer, taking care of all my business stuff, and getting up at 4:30 to take me to the airport. Thank you Darlene for a bedroom filled with my stuff. Penny, thanks for having Christmas early (tell Katelynn thanks too)so I could visit with all the kids, not to mention getting songs on my computer!! It was fun going shopping with you Steve, while Penny was catching forty winks after working the midnight shift. If ever you and Doug get together to go shopping, well...the stores will love you. Great fun. Thanks for the good reading Sis, and Jen for the movies we took in, and Christmas with your family. This is not the end of the list, but you get the drift.
I love you all and miss you when I'm here. I'm glad you understand that God has a plan for each of us even though we may not understand it at times. But some day when we look back, it will have all fallen into place and then we will see clearly. God is so awesome. It's like when I made my return ticket to St. Louis instead of Wichita in August. What was I thinking? Evidently I wasn't, but when I realized what I did, the thought that came was God has a plan. So I didn't try to change it. And truly He did. My daughter needed to see her momma. How much God loves her. Enough to see her need for December in August. And since God is no respecter of persons( He doesn't love her anymore than the rest of us), He does these things for us, and sometimes we don't recognize His hand in our lives. Did I know that was His plan in August? Of course not, but it sure thrills my soul to think about it now. I feel a shout coming on!! Got to go.
Blessings.
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