Thursday, May 10, 2012

What a week I had in the states! I never realized that I had so much stuff stored at my daughter's house. I invited my kids and grand-kids to come and go through the stuff and take what they wanted.  So I had to unpack everything and then repack it all when they were done.  So I didn't get to visit much.  I did get to go shopping with my grand-daughter and her two little ones.  That was wonderful! I told my kids that this was a pre death sale, although I wasn't selling stuff. A couple of them said something like that being kind of morbid. Well, I think that depends on your outlook of dying and death. My Grandma died when I was seventeen, and she had things that were to be given to people when she died.  They never got them! I learned then that not all your wishes are respected or granted when you are no longer here.  So I was happy to give certain things to certain people.  What they do with them now is not a concern for me.  It had been on my heart for a long time to take care of this.  So I did, and now I just feel free.  God knows what we need to do and when and leads us in all things.  When I didn't know what to do with the things that were left, He laid it on my heart to ask my oldest if his church had yard sales.  Sure enough.  They had just finished one, but my son said he would keep the rest of the stuff at his house, go through it all again, and then put it in the next sale.  That was great news.  His church encouraged me when I was preparing to come to HN.  In fact, when I attended  their women's group, Pastor Annette always had a word for me, and it was right on target.  When we rest in the Lord like he said to do, all becomes so much more peaceful and easier.  I am so thankful for my relationship with him.  It has taken me a long time to get where I am, but I'm so thankful that He truly loves me and has my best interest at heart.  He has forgiven me of ALL my sins, and they have been many.  I'm so thankful for his love and patience and his continual work on me. 

My son-in-law asked when I was coming back to the states for good.  I told him  when the Lord tells me to do so.  He said something about choice and will.  Yep, we have both.  I told him that my choice and will is to do what Gods wants.  My youngest son told my youngest daughter at Christmas that I would probably die in HN.  She about came unglued!!!  But God will take care of all that.  It isn't something that I usually think about, but I'll know what to do when the time comes.  In fact it's kind of like when I was praying and asking God what to  do with the rest of my life before I knew I was coming to HN. Just like now, I couldn't see anything down the road, not even a coffin. So I am where I'm suppose to be, doing what I'm suppose to do, and when it comes time for other things, God will let me know.

My youngest son made a remark that I had heard and believed when I was a little girl.  It was  sticks and stones may break my bones, but words will never hurt me.  What a lie!  The Bible is full of instructions about the tongue and the damage or blessing that it can cause.  Proverbs 18:21,  tells that death and life are in the power of the tongue: and they that love it shall eat the fruit thereof.  In verse 8, it says that the words of a talebearer are as wounds, and they go down into the innermost parts of the belly.  Words do hurt, and they separate friends, family members, etc.  Sometimes, it's better to say nothing. My Grandma use to say that if you can't say anything good about someone, then don't say anything at all.  Good advice for us all.  I know we all need a confidant, someone to whom we can tell our hurts and sorrows, but it is someone that won't repeat to others our innermost thoughts and feelings. Proverbs is loaded with advice concerning our tongues, not to mention James in chapter 3.

So now I'm back in the swing of things. A week ago this Monday, I fell flat on the right side of my face on the street corner up from my house.  I bled like a stuck pig!  I had 2 little cuts under my eye.  Of course, I rushed back to the house because of the blood running down my neck.  Well, the next thing I noticed was Will with his nose smashed up against my window looking inside.  He has never done that before, and I was wondering what in the world  was he doing.  Then it dawned on me that he was looking for me.  I went outside and sure enough he was wanting to see how hurt I was. Either his son or another boy had seen me fall and went and told him.  He asked me if I wanted to go to the doctor, and I said no.  So he in his wisdom went and got some herbs, made a solution and told me to use it with cotton to wash my cuts, because this would prevent infection.  And then I was to use aloe vera for the cuts and bruises. And then I think I got a scolding because the only thing that I really understood was that he was here to serve me, but it was his tone! So God forbid that this happens again, but if something does, I will be sure to get Will! Pronto!!! So the cuts have healed and the bruises are almost gone. I praise God that I didn't break anything other than my glasses, and they were replaced last Saturday.  It's interesting because I knew that people who didn't know me would think that my husband gave me the black eye.  Sure enough, some of the kids at school asked the other teachers if my husband had hit me, and they explained what happened, and that I didn't have a husband.  It's quite common here, just like everywhere else. So sad.

So what other exciting things are happening?  The kids are learning English, and my Spanish is being used more.  A team of college kids will be here next week ministering to the kids here and in a couple of our other schools. That will be good. Ah, yes, I'm going this Monday to Tegucigalpa to get my driver's license. And hopefully I can also get my physical for the application for residency. That will be the last thing I need to complete the application.  Woohoo!!!!!

Before I went to the states in April, I had asked my youngest if he could get a KBI check for me through the internet. A friend had told me about this.  Well, he did and then told me that it would take 7-10 days which would be about the same time that I had to return to HN. I asked the Lord to put a rush on it if possible and if it was his will so that I could bring it back with me.  AND the report had to be translated into Spanish in the states! Lo and behold, I got it!! Praise God! Doug received it a few days before my departure and one of the secretaries in his office translated it for me. Muchas gracias Lariza!!!

God truly is good all the time.  What a wonderful God we serve. Truly his will will be done.