...I'm very tired! Been staying up until midnight some nights with my cousins and waking up at 6:30 to see them off to school. Of course this is all my choice, but that doesn't take away from the exhaustion I feel right now haha.
On the bright side, tengo un nueva amiga. Se llama Mari Carmen y ella tiene nuevo años. Ella es un ballerina en el grupo de danza de mi prima. She's such a little sweet heart and has firmly attached herself to me. During breaks she'll come sit next to me and talk a whole mess of words in Spanish pausing every now and then to allow me to answer a question, during which times I fumble and stutter out a half Spanish half English answer to which she will laugh and correct and continue on. At the end of each class she tells me, "Hasta proxima clase Sarah! Adios!" At least that I understand. Also the chirpy "Hola Sarah!" I receive from her along with a hug at the beginning of each class.
It surprises me that even though I've probably only spoken a handful of correct understandable Spanish words she still seems to genuinely like me and as I said, has attached herself to my person. In Chicago I've become used to being quickly accepted by children, but I've always accredited this to my ability to level in speech. I don't have that privilege here. I'm forced to communicate with half sentences, key words and a LOT of sign language.
And that's another thing! When it comes to sharing the gospel, I've always been able to rely on the techniques I've learned from Home Schooling, Child Evangelism Fellowship, Awana, VBS and teaching Sunday School. I know of course that I can never save a person. And even my words are given by God, but now it's in a different light. I realize just how true it is that we are vessels. That I am just an empty vessel. Without God's help I can't even preach His Word.
Here all my words in English mean nothing. Absolutely nothing. I have to rely TOTALLY on his help. Does this make me feel weak and insignificant? Chyeah! But He is strong. Do I feel lost and stupid? You bet! But He is holding me in the palm of His hand and has declared his everlasting love for me.
Psalm 103:11 "For as high as the heavens are above the earth so great is his love for those who fear him."
This trip is different from any other venture God has taken me on in that I find myself in a place where I feel so inadequate! Learning this language is beginning to seem more and more like the mountains that surround Puebla. Huge and immovable!
But do you know what is beautiful? Looking up at those mountains is exactly what gives me hope, because of two passages I memorized when I was in Awana.
Psalm 121:1-2 "I will lift my eyes to the hills, where does my help come from? My help comes from the LORD, maker of heaven and earth."
Matthew 17:20 "...I tell you the truth, if you have faith the size of a mustard seed you can move MOUNTAINS. Nothing will be impossible for you.
Until next time dear reader!
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