Stride is something that is good, a
good pace of forward movement is something that I think we all seek. Stride has
been something that has been elusive so far here in Honduras. Rather than life
in stride our time here has felt more like riding along in a car with someone
driving a manual transmission who has no idea how to drive said vehicle. While
you eventually get where you’re going, you arrive with a sore neck and good
case of nausea.
Over the last week or so things
seem to be rounding into stride. Let me explain. When we first arrived the area
we set out to farm was grown up with weeds and scrub brush. The tractor
implements needed repair, the plots had to be planned and other things had to
be done just to prepare to begin to work. After the prep work was done we began
to get heavy rains that delayed working the ground and planting crops. Finally
impatience got the best of me and we planted our first bean crop while wading
through shin deep water between the furoughs. While we were gaining ground on
becoming a working organic farm, each inch of it was fought for, step by step.
When we returned from our visit to
Texas on New Year’s Day, I wasn't really sure what to expect of the weather
here in January, as I seem to get different answers from almost every person I
ask as to what to expect. You must remember however that where you grow up has
a great deal to do with how you define such terms as cold or hot or rainy or
dry. What I have been fortunate to discover here thus far is that January is
simply fantastic! It is very much like those middle weeks of March in Texas,
when the sun climbs high and warm and night comes with enough cool to require
sleeves and even the occasional slight shiver.
We are playing baseball on Tuesdays
and Thursdays and the kids playing are getting much more comfortable with the
game and us. It seems like they have
gotten over the initial nervousness of something new and they are starting to
have fun. I am still taking Spanish lessons a couple of hours each day and this
morning I think I understood about 40% of the sermon at church. That doesn't
sound like a lot; but it is when you start with like 1%.
Please continue to pray for our family as we seek what God would have for us when the school year ends. In so may we ways we have just gotten started here, it is hard to believe our time is half done.
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