Some Thoughts

Right now I am listening to a song by Alabama and I am not even really sure of the name of the song but the part of the song that I really like is “I’m in a hurry to get things done, I rush and rush until life’s no fun.” Now if you know me the fact that I am listening to Alabama is probably scary enough as is but it fits for today in my mind.

I keep getting faced the question of whether or not me being here in Honduras is only going to be a one year commitment or if I will be here for longer. Now before I left for Honduras I had pretty much decided to only be here for one year. There are many reasons for this like being away from my family, I like to visit other places, I hate the idea of settling down, I didn’t go to college to be a teacher as well as many others. For some weird reason I have been having a weird feeling of peace here. Now why that is I don’t know maybe because it is only 50 degrees out right now and I need to wear a sweatshirt and I like that or maybe its something more then that. Then today I was talking to one of the administration at the school and they were curious what I was thinking and they presented a potential possibility for me. They really want someone to be a recruiter for potential teachers for the United States because as they keep opening up schools Vida Abundante will need lots. So I will be doing that and it might turn into a position that I could do along with teaching. Now as I look at what I would to do for a job I think being a recruiter / teacher would be about exactly where I would want to be right now. A mix of business and teaching. We will see what comes out of it but it looks pretty likely especially for this year being something along with teaching and coaching that I will be doing and might even mean a trip back to the U.S in the spring to do interviews.

Now to describe this worship service that was in a house that I was at tonight. I will try to describe the scenario half of the 30 people in this little living room are under the age of 18. A couple are over 80. Two people are absolutely drunk. Everyone is filthy and sitting on plastic chairs, stools, the floor, stools kinda whatever. As the devotional started the two drunk guys walked in saying they needed prayer and now I couldn’t even imagine this in the U.S because if that happened in front of a bunch of kids like happened here we would shield our kids but here they took the drunk guys and everyone gathered around and prayed for them. Then the pastor who is the guy I am living with made the men stay for the rest even though they were quite loud as drunk people often are. Then the rest of the service went on without any thing real different happening. At the end the pastor normally always takes people in front to pray for them. During one of the prayers for one of the guys the Holy Spirit came and knocked the guy to the ground where he lay for a few minutes. Then we took an offering and the pastor who lives on about 300 dollars a month for a family of 5 and often doesn’t have any money at all took the money that was for him and gave it to a young girl who looked rather poor and in need. Then right after that we all had cake and pop for a celebration of some sorts. Now I am not real sure what to make of this all but that is what happened. All this to say we are a motley crew of believers.

This post is rather huge, and now I must curl up into my bed with my comforter because it is literally only 50 degrees out. Who knew it would be that cold in Honduras. God’s Blessings