A day in the life of an intern...
Okay, so I can't really tell you what a day in the life of an intern is like because every day is different. The schedule changes every day. The places, meals and projects change ten times a day. Okay, maybe not that many times. But pretty close. But seriously. My days and work are so varied it's hard to keep track of days, work, barrios, people and experiences. I have written more in my journal the last two days then I have the last three weeks. It's pretty crazy. But I'm beginning to enjoy it.
My homesickness is still around, but I am beginning to relax about things here. It's not easy. And there are moments when my head just aches from the Spanish ringing in my ears and I retreat to thoughts of home to escape. But I have to admit. The last two days have been really good. Better than I could have expected. Between meetings with the team and then going to visit a woman in the city and then youth and adults in barrio Buenas Aires, I have already learned alot and seen just a sliver of how much God is at work here in Trujillo. I have been nervous the last two days because I have begun going into the barrios without Mike, Dani or their girls, but rather am going myself with a couple of our team members. It's definitely nerve-racking because I can't speak Spanish as well as I would like and it scares me to be "on my own" and not able to communicate even with the team members. It's tough. But I am learning. And for the most part I just sit silently, making notes in my journal and trying to catch words or phrases that I know. It's overwhelming to say the least. It's pretty hard and exhausting to make oneself pay close attention for long periods of time to conversations in another language. But I have to if I want to learn anything.
Tomorrow I have been asked to read a Bible story in Spanish for one of the house churches I am going to with Jorge and Carola. I am reading Mateo 20:20-28 -- La peticion de una madre. Matthew 20:20-28 -- A mother's request. It's the story where the mother of James and John asks Jesus to give them a place at his right and his left in heaven. I have practiced it a lot, but am growing more and more nervous. I am worried that they are going to make me stand up in front of everyone rather than just allowing me to sit in the circle with everyone else. But we shall see. Hopefully I can muddle my way through and GOD will be able to make sense of it somehow for the people.
That's my week so far. A bit of a glimpse into some of my days here in Trujillo. Like I said I am still homesick. But I am finally beginning to be able to let go of it and appreciate my time here. It's not easy. And I'm not over missing home (and probably won't be). But I am learning. And beginning to appreciate life in Trujillo and what GOD is doing in me, teaching me, showing me and changing in me.
Dios te bendiga. May God bless you.
My homesickness is still around, but I am beginning to relax about things here. It's not easy. And there are moments when my head just aches from the Spanish ringing in my ears and I retreat to thoughts of home to escape. But I have to admit. The last two days have been really good. Better than I could have expected. Between meetings with the team and then going to visit a woman in the city and then youth and adults in barrio Buenas Aires, I have already learned alot and seen just a sliver of how much God is at work here in Trujillo. I have been nervous the last two days because I have begun going into the barrios without Mike, Dani or their girls, but rather am going myself with a couple of our team members. It's definitely nerve-racking because I can't speak Spanish as well as I would like and it scares me to be "on my own" and not able to communicate even with the team members. It's tough. But I am learning. And for the most part I just sit silently, making notes in my journal and trying to catch words or phrases that I know. It's overwhelming to say the least. It's pretty hard and exhausting to make oneself pay close attention for long periods of time to conversations in another language. But I have to if I want to learn anything.
Tomorrow I have been asked to read a Bible story in Spanish for one of the house churches I am going to with Jorge and Carola. I am reading Mateo 20:20-28 -- La peticion de una madre. Matthew 20:20-28 -- A mother's request. It's the story where the mother of James and John asks Jesus to give them a place at his right and his left in heaven. I have practiced it a lot, but am growing more and more nervous. I am worried that they are going to make me stand up in front of everyone rather than just allowing me to sit in the circle with everyone else. But we shall see. Hopefully I can muddle my way through and GOD will be able to make sense of it somehow for the people.
That's my week so far. A bit of a glimpse into some of my days here in Trujillo. Like I said I am still homesick. But I am finally beginning to be able to let go of it and appreciate my time here. It's not easy. And I'm not over missing home (and probably won't be). But I am learning. And beginning to appreciate life in Trujillo and what GOD is doing in me, teaching me, showing me and changing in me.
Dios te bendiga. May God bless you.
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