Rhythm

Greeting from Sucua!
At four this morning I woke to a rooster right outside my wall. I am staying in a church members home. The house is much like my warm grandmother´s home. I am staying with a fellow intern in a small room. I got the double hard bed and she got the soft twin. We are at home. The bathroom we share is much like the Kosovan bathrooms I experienced this year. Everything is together with little separation. However the shower is not above the toilet. Praise God. The house is lovely. For two days now I have been working on finding my rhythm. My first observation and response. -Do not try to quiet the dogs, children, beeps and roosters outside the four walls. No. Learn to sleep through the staticusic. This is a wonderful life.

My roommate is from South, Carolina. She and I both share heart for missions. We live in two separate worlds but we are much the same in mind. We speak very little Spanish but we are both determined to pick up enough to at least converse with our sweet elderly house owner. She cooks us breakfast every morning with a smile and quite shuffles around the kitchen. Just this morning at the breakfast table we tried our best to inform her that milk was boiling over on the stove. When we finally got it across she laughed aloud and flipped off the heat. Only to turn to us and smile briefly and then back to cooking. We agreed that she is the cutest little lady.She is kind and feisty. I want to hear her stories.

Joil met with the whole team yesterday to talk to us about our purpose here. We were informed that an hour and a half a day would be dedicated to learning Spanish. This is exciting. Because it is hard to want to know someone and hold but three greeting or so between your smile. Today we are going to prepare lunch for the girls at the hope house. This afternoon we are helping to hold a youth event that Joil and Leah have just started.

It is Saturday. Today Alabama plays Arkansas. Today I am sitting in the Internet cafe, around the cobblestone block from my house. Today is a day of adventure and grace. Today is full of possibilities. Today I will find more of my rhythm.

Written on the palm of my left hand: Matthew 3:8 Produce fruit in keeping with repentance.--Today I want to solely be known by my fruit.

Rhythm.