Friday, August 24, 2012

Internet al fin!

So the couple nights stay at the cousin´s house turned into almost a week...yeah I guess things change last minute like that around here.  Haha I was not expecting to be away that long!  Thankfully I had enough clothes.  The place that I was at was called Pantaleon, there is a sugar factory there and a river by the same name.  The neighborhood I was in was really nice and they had a ``club`` that had a pool with palm trees and all.  It was like I was on vacation all week!  It was unexpected for me.  I missed the rest of the Ruanos a lot, since only Rossanita went with me.  And when we came back this afternoon, I realized how much I missed the city and all the people!  Pantaleon is about an hour away from Guatemala City, it is sort of in the country.

The cousins have a maid who does all the cooking and cleaning, so we didn´t have to wash our dishes or anything.  Or do chores.  It was weird, because Rossanita and I are both used to helping out.  They always had a newspaper, so I would read that everyday and try to pick up new words.  During the day the cousins were at school, so Rossanita and I would go to the pool in the morning.  Oh, by the way, I named this post is ``internet`` because they didn´t have any internet at the cousin´s.  Not sure why.  So when I got home this afternoon and got to facetime with my family it was awesome!  We talked for an hour and a half...lots to catch up on over a week!

I´ve been learning how patience goes a long way...God always provides!  I am used to getting a lot of fruits at the Ruanos, because they go to the market close to their house almost everyday, but at Pantaleon, the market isn´t within walking distance and they get their produce delivered to them because it is so far away.  So I was like ``How am I going to live without fruit?`` but I shouldn´t have worried, silly me!  On Thursday, Rossanita went to visit the school, but I stayed home with the aunt.  We went in to town, a little town called Santa Lucia and we picked up a few things at the store.  She asked if I wanted anything, and of course, I wanted fruit! Guess what I found?  Guavas!  She was surprised, she said that it wasn´t common to find them.  Lately for some reason the markets don´t have them, and when they do, they do for only one day.  So I felt like God was just blessing me with them.  They were perfectly ripe, too.  We also bought bananas, only 4 though because she said nobody in her family eats them.  So funny for me, I can´t imagine not eating bananas!  They are like a staple for me.  It was probably the smallest quantity of bananas I have ever bought in my life.      

I almost forgot! I learned how to make tortillas! The little, thicker corn tortillas.  I have great respect for the ladies that make them now...it tain´t no easy task, let me tell ya.  But I managed to make a few actually circular ones that didn´t have holes in them, and I even managed to flip some of them with my fingers on the hot griddle!  Sucely, the maid at the cousin´s, taught me how to do it.  She kept telling me to not be scared, in flipping them.  I burned my fingers- that griddle was HOT!  It was fun.  I hope to find some Maseca (that´s what the flour is called to make the tortillas) in the US and make some fresh tortillas for my family.  There´s nothing like fresh tortillas, kept steaming hot wrapped in a towel on the table.  Mmmm.

So God totally dropped in my lap a witnessing opportunity.  It was a 16 year old neighbor named Carlos who had a Catholic background.  We started at first, talking in Spanish, but then I found out that he had been to the states a few times, once for 4 months, going to school there to learn English.  So he knew English pretty well, and he asked me to speak in English (because my Spanish was so bad, haha).  He asked me why I was here, and if I was a priest.  Yeah, a priest. Are there even girl priests?  I don´t know, maybe he didn´t know the word he was looking for in English.  Anyway, since we were talking about church, sort of, I asked him if he knew where he was going when he died, and walked him through a few of the 10 commandments.  I think he understood that he was a sinner but then he was giving me excuses, like ``Everytime I try to read my Bible, I just get distracted and watch TV or something.``  Pray that God will work in his heart, convict him and that he will be saved.  It´s out of my hands, God does the work, I am simply the instrument.  I am so thankful for the Way of the Master course that I had last summer, it is so helpful in sharing my faith!  I hope one day to be able to do it in Spanish.  :)


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