Here we are in the middle of March. I can't believe that one month of school has already passed. Many things have happened since returning in January.
A team from McPherson KS came the last of February for ten days and left the first week of March. We went to San Pedro Sula in the North, and it was very HOT! The team helped put up walls for two more classrooms. PTL. I did get to teach a literature class three times while we were there, and I loved that. The school is bilingual, so it was easy for me. The students know a lot of English, but had some difficulty understanding the story. So I was glad I could help them understand. Before I left, the teachers and students were asking me to come there to teach. And then when Mario came, they asked him to tell me to come there to teach! Funny! And even explaining that the heat for me would be very difficult, they said that I would have an air-conditioned classroom and an apartment! Bless their hearts. However, after a few days, the air conditioning bothers me, too. For me to be somewhere else, the Lord would have to do some changing of the ole bod. And of course He could do that if I was suppose to be somewhere else. But I know where I'm supposed to be. Thank you Lord. And the one teacher who gave me her class said they need Americans to come and help them with the correct pronunciation of words. My prayer is for retired people to come and help us. They would be self supporting and would be able to stay for prolonged times. I appreciate people that give two or three months of their time, but it doesn't help much in teaching language when there is no one to take their place when they leave.
And great news!! My friend Chepe is alive! He wasn't the one killed in October. Becky saw him a few weeks ago. I feel for the family of the man that was killed, but at the same time, glad for Chepe and his family.
God laid it on my heart to give money for a roof over the cancha ( like a court for tennis, basketball, etc.) area. This area will be used for graduation and other events. It will also help protect the bathrooms from being flooded when it rains. So I thank all of you that supported me last year because your dollars also went into this project.
English classes are going well at the school, and I now have two more adult students coming to my house. One of them teaches at the public high school here in town. And one of my former students at the school is coming to the school for more English. He comes at times when I don't have a class. He came to my house last Sunday when I was getting ready to leave for church. "Beverly, I want to learn more English." When I asked him why, he said that he wanted to work at the embassy. I'm so glad that he has a goal to work towards even if he doesn't end up at the embassy. There are jobs here that require English. So...
An interesting thing occurred last night. I was watching TV when I heard the most awful sound. It sounded like someone was trying to break down my door. I opened it because I knew there was no one else here. Oh, my! Brownie, the German Shepherd, was foaming at the mouth big time, lying on her side, and her legs were paralyzed. She couldn't straighten them out. I started praying immediately. I called Will soon after. She was able to move by the time he arrived. He asked if I had any milk. We gave her what I had, and he went to the corner pulperia to buy more. Evidently she had grabbed this big brown toad that is extremely poisonous. The milk took care of the poison in her after a little bit of time. Evidently she had a seizure and the noise I had heard was her body banging against my door. I am so thankful for Will! I wish I knew all that he knows about plants and animals. He took one look at there and knew instantly what the problem was and what to do. Thank you, Lord for answering my prayer and for Will being the fellow that he is.
A few months ago, before I went home in December, I went through a strange and trying time. I would get up on Sunday mornings and would not want to go to church. Sometimes, I would get dressed to go, and at the last minute, wouldn't go. My spirit was saying no, but my mind and everything that I believed was saying yes. I would feel guilty on the days that I didn't go. I prayed about it all the time, but the feeling wouldn't leave. Finally, when I came back in December, I decided that I was going regardless of the feeling. Well, I went, but it was not a joyous time. I still was feeling guilty and not really wanting to go and still praying. Anybody that knows me knows that I like to go to church and worship, etc. One morning while I waited for the school van, one of the ministers from the church was doing his morning walk, and he stopped to talk to me. He invited me to join him and others to worship Sunday morning in another place. So I went and have been going ever since. God by His Holy Spirit leads and guides his children, but I didn't understand what was going on, and He didn't tell me. But I knew something was wrong, and decided the problem was me. But the problem wasn't me. It was something else, and He wanted me to move on. Last Sunday during the service, I was thinking about how people react when some leave a church and start another. They are accused of following the devil, trying to disrupt and destroy the church, etc., etc. But as I was thinking these things, the Lord let me see that this is not always the case. Sometimes He leads others out to build another gathering place for other people to hear His word. So I give Him praise for helping me through this and for giving me understanding. Also, for putting me in a place where I can worship Him in the Spirit and in truth. My Lord and my God, how great you truly are.
An interesting thing occurred last night. I was watching TV when I heard the most awful sound. It sounded like someone was trying to break down my door. I opened it because I knew there was no one else here. Oh, my! Brownie, the German Shepherd, was foaming at the mouth big time, lying on her side, and her legs were paralyzed. She couldn't straighten them out. I started praying immediately. I called Will soon after. She was able to move by the time he arrived. He asked if I had any milk. We gave her what I had, and he went to the corner pulperia to buy more. Evidently she had grabbed this big brown toad that is extremely poisonous. The milk took care of the poison in her after a little bit of time. Evidently she had a seizure and the noise I had heard was her body banging against my door. I am so thankful for Will! I wish I knew all that he knows about plants and animals. He took one look at there and knew instantly what the problem was and what to do. Thank you, Lord for answering my prayer and for Will being the fellow that he is.
A few months ago, before I went home in December, I went through a strange and trying time. I would get up on Sunday mornings and would not want to go to church. Sometimes, I would get dressed to go, and at the last minute, wouldn't go. My spirit was saying no, but my mind and everything that I believed was saying yes. I would feel guilty on the days that I didn't go. I prayed about it all the time, but the feeling wouldn't leave. Finally, when I came back in December, I decided that I was going regardless of the feeling. Well, I went, but it was not a joyous time. I still was feeling guilty and not really wanting to go and still praying. Anybody that knows me knows that I like to go to church and worship, etc. One morning while I waited for the school van, one of the ministers from the church was doing his morning walk, and he stopped to talk to me. He invited me to join him and others to worship Sunday morning in another place. So I went and have been going ever since. God by His Holy Spirit leads and guides his children, but I didn't understand what was going on, and He didn't tell me. But I knew something was wrong, and decided the problem was me. But the problem wasn't me. It was something else, and He wanted me to move on. Last Sunday during the service, I was thinking about how people react when some leave a church and start another. They are accused of following the devil, trying to disrupt and destroy the church, etc., etc. But as I was thinking these things, the Lord let me see that this is not always the case. Sometimes He leads others out to build another gathering place for other people to hear His word. So I give Him praise for helping me through this and for giving me understanding. Also, for putting me in a place where I can worship Him in the Spirit and in truth. My Lord and my God, how great you truly are.
