The Hayes Zoo
- to know God and use our entire lives in service to Him.
- to stand in the gap through prayer, giving and service to viable ministries in Latin America.
- to be transparent helpers of fellow brothers and sisters in Christ, using our resources and skills that through the Holy Spirit, we might encourage and equip those who have less.
- to share a living perspective from Latin America to our churches, friends and family in the states and beyond.
Monday, December 14, 2009
Relearning Life Skills
It feels a bit like coming home.
I take this as a very good sign. But we are having to relearn some things. None of this is major - just remembering how things work in Mexico vs. Central America. They are NOT the same, unlike my earlier preconceived notions.
I'm getting to hang out laundry again. In Honduras, the humidity combined with the fact that our back area was enclosed to the point of allowing very little air circulation, laundry went from being a one day process to a process that was - 1 hour to wash, 3 days to get semi-dry and hopefully not mold in the mean time. So, bless Trish Sowers' heart - she let us use the dryer they weren't using.
But here?? Oooohhh...it's dry and crispy air so I can put a load out in the morning and it's dry after lunch.
...and the peasants rejoiced.
I'm back to my Mexican vocabulary.
...and the (linguistically confused) peasants rejoiced....
There are CHILIES everywhere. Big sigh....yum.
Learning which days are market days when the good produce comes into town.
**Frankly, the regular market on a 'not so good day' has way more than we're used to so I'm covered no matter which day we go.***
I'm having to learn what time of day the tortillas are fresh and when the bread comes out each day.
...and the (chili starved) peasants rejoiced....
Quiet mornings as people seem to be more night owls. I am currently debating on whether or not we're going to adjust our sleep schedules. :)
Relearning the various desert animals we'll be encountering.
...and the peasant (named Riley) rejoiced.
Your friendly rejoicing peasant,