One of the things that we´ve been talking about quite frequently here in Nica is that God cares more about our character than our comfort. Though He is never going to put us into situations we can´t handle, He does put us in situations that stretch what we know, and help us, if not force us to grow as a person. How can a person ever grow if they´re only doing what they know best?
I was pretty stoked to find out we´d be doing a lot with kids here, because that´s what I´m good at. Kids are kind of my safety net. I don´t really need to strain myself when I´m with them. Matt and I were talking about our similarities and our differences, and one of the major differences is that I´m much more of a people person than he is, and he prefers to work with his hands and get work done. One afternoon, we were all given tasks to do around the center, and after working for a little, I looked around and saw Matt picking mangos and kicking and throwing a ball around with a few young girls. I then looked down at the brush in my hand, and up at the wall that I was scrubbing rust and dirt off of. Why on EARTH were we doing tasks that neither one of us would have initially signed up for. I would have much rather been laughing and eating mangos than scrubbing dirt off a wall and getting my hair caught in barbed wire. BUT. God cares more about my character than my comfort, and sometimes it´s hard for me to understand that, or for me to agree with it, but in the end, I know He knows what He´s doing. Who am I to argue that?
A shout out to Sarah with our Quatro Amigas and piñata
And Zach, for your shout out, thank you for yelling at me every morning. I like it. “The devil speaks loud so we need to speak louder.” Speak with authority. Bam.
