Good day, today.
Today I woke up around 6:30 to discover that the electricity in Marc's house was out. And since the shower head is electric here, me, Nolan, Rayner, Steve, Andrea, Marc and Terri all had to miss out on the luxury of actually being clean. Terri left early to go pick up someone from the Kingsport, TN group that was coming into San Pedro Sula today. The rest of us went to devotional with the group at Julio's house. After devo, we all loaded up on Esperanza and headed out towards Mirador Oriente to drop off a crew of people to help build the high school or help serve food in the feeding center in the community. Then the rest of us stayed on the bus and headed to Los Pinos to build a house.
Me and Nolan were sort of the crew leaders for a little while because Luis was a little late getting there this morning (something about the Galloper sliding off a cliff... so he didn't have a ride or something... I'm still not really sure). The crew was full of younger people, and a whole lot of newbies at that, but they were all really great workers and a whole lot of fun to be around. We worked hard on the house all day long and everything just ran really, really smoothly. We finished up at about 4:00 and got back on the bus to head back to Julio's for some AMAZING pork ribs, mashed potatoes, and salad, and then another devotional period and a time to talk about where everyone saw Jesus today.
I want to say something that I saw today in the kids on the mountain, though. I have never seen the kids, in any community, much less Los Pinos, beg and yell at us and then gripe if we wouldn't give it to them for EVERYTHING that we had. It was terrible, and it really gave a lot of the new TORCHers a bad impression of the kids here. I tried to explain to them that it really frustrated me too, but that I had never seen it that bad before. It was a huge test of patience today, and it just really got to me.
But as much as it annoyed me... They have things that they want, and who else are they supposed to ask? Their moms and dads can't give it to them; their brothers and sisters sure won't. So when a big group of Gringos comes to the mountain, I guess I can't blame them for wanting a few things, and not being afraid to say, "Give me that!"
I guess that's what we sound like to God sometimes. Most any time that we actually make time to talk with Him, we say, "Give me that! Give me forgiveness! Give me happiness! Give me an easier life! Give me a way out of this!" And sometimes I think that God just wants to say, "Whoa! Why don't you slow down and just sit in my lap, or let's hang out, or let me tell you how much I love you." But isn't it awesome that, as tired as I may get of others always asking for stuff, God never gets tired of us. He wants us to slow down, and to enjoy His presence, and wait on Him; but He realizes that we have no one else to ask for what we want and need, and He is the good Father that always provides for His children.
And I thank Him for that.
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