Well, it’s the end of week two at the Finca, and I have some
updates. We’ve had a busy couple of
weeks of job shadowing, orientation, and learning the ropes. After seeing the different jobs, praying and
discerning, and talking to the missionary coordinators, I am officially the
school librarian, 3rd and 4th grade English teacher, and
part time special education teacher. I
will also be a tutor and girls soccer coach.
I have a busy year ahead of me and I am excited to get to serve through
all of these things. I have a lot to learn.
But if this is God’s will, then I have peace in my heart knowing that it
is good. Whether I am totally confident
in my job or not, it would not be possible without God, so all I can do is
offer it up to him and trust. He is
good, and so is his will.
“And the peace of God,
which surpasses all understanding, will guard your hearts and your minds in
Christ Jesus.” –Philippians 4:7
Wonderful community of missionaries |
View from the front door of our house. |
Afternoons are spent helping kids with homework, doing job
related work, doing chores or small jobs, or simply reading or hanging out with
the kids. There is a different activity each night like community night for the
missionaries, rosary for the Finca community, holy hour, meetings, among other
things. My favorite afternoon activity is
taking kids to the beach. Before coming
here I had never been to the beach and now I live on it, and I am not
exaggerating when I say that. We are
always sweeping sand out of house and it’s a short 35 steps from our front door
to touching the water. A crab was even
found in our garden the other day. Other
creatures found in our house include ants, mosquitoes, cockroaches, iguanas,
and lots and lots of geckos. Not to
mention the biggest tarantula I have ever seen that we found in the bathroom
the other night. This thing was bigger
than my hand with my fingers spread out.
Luckily our brave hombre, Christopher, caught it between a bucket and a
tray and proceeded take it outside and not just release it, but throw it—the
tarantula, bucket, and tray altogether—over the fence onto the beach. I like to think of it this way: our house is
abundant in God’s creation.
So here’s to a wonderful year of eating cornflakes every morning
and beans every afternoon and night. A
year of being covered in sand, reading by candlelight when the power goes out,
and waking up to the sound of the ocean. A year of smelling like bug spray and men’s
deodorant. My first year of teaching, although
I’ll probably be doing more learning than teaching. Here’s to a year of continuing to learn Spanish,
getting to know the kids, living in community with my fellow missionaries, and
growing deeper in relationship with the Lord.
I’m already loving every minute of it.