Saturday, June 22, 2019

Ps.34:6 This poor man cried, and the LORD heard him, and saved him out of all his troubles.

Wow! This past month one of my mother-in-tongues bloomed!! I learned when I was in the university that they bloom. Mine never did! Well, now one has and I am thrilled.
And finally, my HD channels work! I have had this cable company for as long as I have been here in HN. And before I had to move, I never had any problems. But in these new houses, I've had nothing but problems. I wouldn't even have HD if the company hadn't changed the US channels to HD. I had them before on the regular channels. Well, last week I had another workman come to fix the problem AGAIN because I had no signal at all. I was praying for a miracle.  He finally told me that the wiring that was put in the house during construction was the problem because the cable outside was fine. So I asked him if he could connect a cable from there to my house. He said that he needed an order. I asked if he could call and get permission. He did and he ran a cable from the one outside to inside my house. I suggested the route to take so he wouldn't have to drill holes in the wall. He took my advice and all is well. Thank you Jesus for sending a man that knew what the problem was and fixed it. Miracle received with a really grateful heart! 
Now if my residency will be provided next week...
So on Saturday I met with our teachers that teach English in our schools in Tegus. It was a good meeting. We talked about students being responsible for their own personal homework instead of their mothers, brothers, sisters, aunts, and friends doing it for them. There needs to be some consequences when homework isn't done.  They need to teach the students to listen. Hondurans generally talk a lot, but don't really listen very well. I asked them about their concerns and basically they said the same thing that the teachers up north said. They are afraid of the parents.
So I started this in May and now it is almost the end of June. Well, glory be to God, I finally received my residency yesterday after waiting more than a year. I'm so thankful that the Lord has brought this to an end. The residency is also good for five years. That's even better. I won't have to renew it every year like the last one. But unless you ask, they really don't tell you anything. Last week when I was there, I asked if there was someone there who spoke English that could explain to me what was happening.  I ended up with a young woman that helps people with all these papers, etc. She  told me that all my papers and residency were ready and that I didn't have to renew this one every year. To be sure, I asked one of the workers yesterday and she told me the same thing. PTL!!! I thought about David when he said that the Lord heard him cry and delivered him out of all his troubles. The Spanish uses the word angustias which is translated to mean distresses or anguish. Either way you read it, it  means the same thing as far as the mind and feelings are concerned. I'm just glad that I don't have to think about it anymore. The Lord has delivered me!
I went to our three schools up north in May.  I met with the teachers there in March. The kids do read and write English, but they don't converse in English. There are a few that do, but that doesn't include the teachers. Our so-called bilingual school has lost many students. In the years before there were many students, 100-200. Now we have 67! I said in my report that maybe the parents are realizing that their kids aren't bilingual and maybe it's a waste of their money. I keep thinking about the old adage that says,"you can lead a horse to water, but you can't make it drink." There are three teachers that only speak English in their classes. However, there was one teacher absent due to the death of her mother. And if I remember correctly, she spoke good English. But again, you have to practice it outside of the workbooks. One teacher old me that Spanish was faster. She didn't answer me when I asked where she was going in such a hurry. It takes time to learn and practice a different language.
That describes a lot of Honduras. They say they want better, but they aren't willing to make the necessary changes to bring it about. And that's sad. A person doesn't have to be an American or from the US to bring about changes and blessings to his life.
So I'll see how our teachers in our schools in Tegucigalpa are doing next week. Three of the five understand and speak well. The other two not so well. In fact, one of them told that she had three courses(?)in English. Depending on the school and teachers, that doesn't always mean a lot. So I'll see.
My students here at home has gone back up to six. The classes had dropped down to one! So I have one that had a teenage episode but has returned. She has been coming for about four or five years. She's bringing her nephew who is in the fifth grade. They are both good students. The mother with the two year old quit after four or five lessons. I didn't cry over that one!!! not that I cried over any of them, but you know what I mean. And the boy that brings me eggs is suppose to start this week with his friend. So I'll see if that transpires. People here tell you that they're going to do whatever, but more times than not, they don't. So again I'll see what happens.
I'm so glad that the Lord is with me all the time and knows exactly what I need and when. And my prayer is always that his will be done in my life and not mine.
Grace and peace to all!


















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