I haven't been feeling great for a few weeks now. Last weekend, I was under the covers with a flu-like thing. Temp down, voice back, stomache mostly better in time for staff development in Tegucigalpa last week. After 5 hours on buses, we returned home yesterday. Tired and hungry, the house had no gas, no water, and a dirty pila (water reservoir). Handling everything in stride to this point, things suddenly changed when I saw a THING in my outhouse bathroom. I thought it was alive at first, then calmed myself enough to realize that there is nothing on this earth that could possibly be ALIVE that looked like THIS. Wrong. The black head on the bright yellow grub started MOVING! This THING was as long as my hand, as thick as my thumb. You know this was bad because I did NOT get my camera and did NOT take a picture. WHY? I can NEVER think of this disgusting THING- EVER, EVER AGAIN! It was the FIRST time I ran into the house, declaring my need for a man! (Yes, it was way worse than the dead opposum at Hanover, which I BAGGED with Tim hanging out the 2nd story window laughing hysterically!) THANK YOU, ADAM!!!!! This morning, I woke up to continued rain. I set out for my 25 minute walk to school through the street, rocks, and mud...
Thank you, GOD, for these challenges! I can feel my spirit stretching and growing every single day! I think I am seeing what you wanted me to see! There is nothing like arriving this morning to 275 smiling faces! I am blessed to be here, that you are sharing every bit of this with me!
