March 24, 2011
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Eggs and Beans and missing family…
It’s 6:30. In our old world, we would be enjoying coffee and waiting for one of the girls to run upstairs, knock on the door, and ask “Would you like to eat?” Then we would walk downstairs, into the kitchen, and sit at the table to eat a feast of beans, eggs, and sometimes rice or plantains. Tonight I ate a salad and some turkey. Jd ate a sandwich. No one knocked on the door to ask if we would like to eat. No one asked us how to say things in English. We didn’t have to translate our thoughts into Spanish, we just said them.
Don’t get me wrong. I enjoy salad, turkey, and speaking English. I am glad I am taking hot showers, riding in the air conditioning, and drinking diet Dr. Pepper. Don’t get me wrong, I prayed at times that God would just get me the heck out of Honduras, I just didn’t know He was listening, and I didn’t really mean it. But He did.
He called us to leave our friends and families. Today, I found myself missing Jaime, missing Ruth, Arturo, Abby, Noemi, and Stephanny. I found myself feeling sad, grievous, and just wondering what the heck God is doing. So, I am sad. I am missing part of my world.
When we were leaving Honduras, our maid told Jd that they would be “falta”. In other words, they would now be missing something. We are missing something, too. The Neinasts are now “falta”.
