The music was great. It's nice to let go and worship God in English. I got to room with my friend and her kids, which was good for two reasons. I haven't seen them in a while, and I didn't have to sleep with other women my age who all snore. Instead of snoring I got to snuggle with cute kids and read bedtime stories. Waaaaaaaay better.
I ate way too much. They served meat with every meal and my tummy is not used to that. Laura is quite concerned because Fany cooked one of my favorite meals for dinner, Catrachas, and I declined. The funny part about that is the word "Catracha" is a nickname for a Honduran person. So Laura is worried that I went away for a weekend with Gringos and came back not wanting to eat Catrachas. I think she believes I am following a North American mandate that I can no longer eat Honduran food.
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| The musicians flew in, on their own dime, to play for us. |
My camera fell out of my arms and the lense no longer adjusts, so I only got photos the first night.
Last week my boss told me that she wants to talk to me Monday because she has another idea for me. I know she is setting up the classes so I can learn how to teach the women to read. I am wondering what else she has in mind. My plate is feeling really full, so I am hoping this idea she presents tomorrow may take some of that stress away.
Tonight I am beginning preparations for Wednesday's class. At the retreat I met someone whose job is to develop the curriculum for VERY BEST private school in Honduras. He said he will help me write the curriculum for my class! I'm really excited about that. To me, that is one more confirmation that this class is part of God's plan for the way I serve Him in Honduras. I love it when He shows me I am on the right track!
