Just a brief update since the last blog, we're good, I finished washing the last of the smokey-smelling clothes today, it went fast thanks to the great clothes-drying weather! We're very thankful to have to wash half of the clothes we own... it could've been a WHOLE LOT worse!!
Ok, I'm not good with computer stuff, so I'm not sure how to actually put a video ON this blog, so I'll just put a link...
This is a video for young people who are potentially interested in serving here in Queretaro short-term. (I HATE hearing my voice recorded...) It was made by a guy at International Teams who goes to colleges in the US to talk about ministry opportunities with I.T. in Latin America. Check out the other videos of the other I.T. Latin American ministries off to the right!
HERE'S where to click for the videos!
Friday, March 27, 2009
Tuesday, March 24, 2009
Why?
Ok, this is not by far the worst thing that could happen to us, but it's just frustrating... even to me, who's usually intrigued by weird weather...
Today, I arrived at home a little after 2pm and began making lunch before JP got home from work (the big meal of the day is between 2 and 4pm here). I dropped some crumbs onto the gas stove top and immediately smelled burning, thinking it was my crumbs. I went to open the window, and a huge blast of smoke came in from outside! It wasn't my crumbs burning... I saw the girls from across the parking area covering their mouths and running back into their home, and I yelled out to them to find out what was burning. It was the vacant lot behind our neighborhood that is just a bunch of really dry grass, probably caught on fire by the lack of any real rain and the heavy winds that even knocked the top of our roof-top water tank (no longer in use) off the roof last night. Black pieces of burnt twigs and grass fell out of the sky. I grabbed a kitchen towel to cover my mouth and nose, and ran outside to see it for myself. There was a lady with a garden hose wetting down her home (she lives closest to the field), I gave her my towel and headed back inside. I ran upstairs and actually started packing some valuables - photos, money, important paperwork, laptop, JP's Bible, his new tennisshoes... into a couple backpacks to take with me in case the fire came any closer... I remember having thought several times in years past what I would grab if I had to evacuate my house fast, and today I actually packed those things...
Thankfully, the fire department came and put out the flames, but as of about 6pm there was still fire burning under the burnt grass in the field, and lots of smoke coming out. Unfortunately, weather-stripping windows and doors isn't terribly necesary here, so the smoke filled our house, which is completely concrete (no one has fire alarms in the house here). So we left in the evening because we were starting to feel sick because of the smoke. It's 10pm, I'm tired, and I'm at a coffee shop with JP and our computers, and we have NO desire to go back home. I'm not sure it's healthy to sleep with all the smoke, and if we open the windows even MORE smoke will come in because it's really smokey still... We're going back to the house to see if the smoke might have cleared out a bit, and if not, well, we'll probably call some friends to see if we can spend the night...
This makes me VERY grateful that I haven't ever lived through a true natual disaster with really bad effects... My husband and I, and our neighbors, are all alive and well. We may have a housefull of smokey clothes, and I lost my kitchen towel to the neighbor lady, but all in all we fared EXTREMELY well. And for that I'm thankful. That and the fact that we have friends with extra beds that could house us tonight... God is good for protecting us!
Today, I arrived at home a little after 2pm and began making lunch before JP got home from work (the big meal of the day is between 2 and 4pm here). I dropped some crumbs onto the gas stove top and immediately smelled burning, thinking it was my crumbs. I went to open the window, and a huge blast of smoke came in from outside! It wasn't my crumbs burning... I saw the girls from across the parking area covering their mouths and running back into their home, and I yelled out to them to find out what was burning. It was the vacant lot behind our neighborhood that is just a bunch of really dry grass, probably caught on fire by the lack of any real rain and the heavy winds that even knocked the top of our roof-top water tank (no longer in use) off the roof last night. Black pieces of burnt twigs and grass fell out of the sky. I grabbed a kitchen towel to cover my mouth and nose, and ran outside to see it for myself. There was a lady with a garden hose wetting down her home (she lives closest to the field), I gave her my towel and headed back inside. I ran upstairs and actually started packing some valuables - photos, money, important paperwork, laptop, JP's Bible, his new tennisshoes... into a couple backpacks to take with me in case the fire came any closer... I remember having thought several times in years past what I would grab if I had to evacuate my house fast, and today I actually packed those things...
Thankfully, the fire department came and put out the flames, but as of about 6pm there was still fire burning under the burnt grass in the field, and lots of smoke coming out. Unfortunately, weather-stripping windows and doors isn't terribly necesary here, so the smoke filled our house, which is completely concrete (no one has fire alarms in the house here). So we left in the evening because we were starting to feel sick because of the smoke. It's 10pm, I'm tired, and I'm at a coffee shop with JP and our computers, and we have NO desire to go back home. I'm not sure it's healthy to sleep with all the smoke, and if we open the windows even MORE smoke will come in because it's really smokey still... We're going back to the house to see if the smoke might have cleared out a bit, and if not, well, we'll probably call some friends to see if we can spend the night...
This makes me VERY grateful that I haven't ever lived through a true natual disaster with really bad effects... My husband and I, and our neighbors, are all alive and well. We may have a housefull of smokey clothes, and I lost my kitchen towel to the neighbor lady, but all in all we fared EXTREMELY well. And for that I'm thankful. That and the fact that we have friends with extra beds that could house us tonight... God is good for protecting us!
Monday, March 23, 2009
Just Had To Throw This In Here...
You might be a missionary if you...
- Greet everyone in the room when all you need to do is say hello and sit down.
- Read a National Geographic magazine and realize, "I know those people..."
- Have to stop and think about what to do with used toilet paper...
- Keep switching languages when speaking with good friends.
- Shake hands with the policeman who stops your car.
- Think a 2 hour church service is too short.
- Can't finish a sentence en un solo idioma.
- Have 6 different varieties of ants in your house and you ignore all of them.
- Your children think it is acceptable to kiss strangers...
- Your kids can recite from memory the airplane safety speech but draw a blank on the "Pledge of Allegiance."
- Your woman's magazines are at least 6 years old, but you still pass them along to friends.
- Bring a bag lunch and a novel when you go to the bank.
- Know your height in meters and your weight in kilos.
- Are okay driving without brakes, but would never do so without a horn.
- Are surprised when the electricity has stayed on all day.
- Can't figure out how to turn the water on in a U.S. bathroom.
- Thought iPod was a disease.
- Think Bimbo means a kind of bread.
- Point with your lips.
- Miss getting junk mail.
- Walk into a church and are given 2 minutes warning that, not only are you speaking, but you are translating for yourself.
- Don't have any pages left in your passport.
Not all of these apply to me, but they are funny anyway! :)
- Greet everyone in the room when all you need to do is say hello and sit down.
- Read a National Geographic magazine and realize, "I know those people..."
- Have to stop and think about what to do with used toilet paper...
- Keep switching languages when speaking with good friends.
- Shake hands with the policeman who stops your car.
- Think a 2 hour church service is too short.
- Can't finish a sentence en un solo idioma.
- Have 6 different varieties of ants in your house and you ignore all of them.
- Your children think it is acceptable to kiss strangers...
- Your kids can recite from memory the airplane safety speech but draw a blank on the "Pledge of Allegiance."
- Your woman's magazines are at least 6 years old, but you still pass them along to friends.
- Bring a bag lunch and a novel when you go to the bank.
- Know your height in meters and your weight in kilos.
- Are okay driving without brakes, but would never do so without a horn.
- Are surprised when the electricity has stayed on all day.
- Can't figure out how to turn the water on in a U.S. bathroom.
- Thought iPod was a disease.
- Think Bimbo means a kind of bread.
- Point with your lips.
- Miss getting junk mail.
- Walk into a church and are given 2 minutes warning that, not only are you speaking, but you are translating for yourself.
- Don't have any pages left in your passport.
Not all of these apply to me, but they are funny anyway! :)
Sunday, March 22, 2009
Dental Adventures
I'm now unsure about where I would opt to have any future dental procedures done...
Jean Paul had two teeth pulled yesterday (had so many teeth in his mouth that they didn't all fit!). Since I'm not easily grossed out at medical procedures (as long as it's not happening to ME!), I decided to ask if I could go in with him and watch the teeth being pulled. The dentist had no problem, so I went in.
I was happy to see the use of novicane that would be used in the US - an ointment followed by several injections in the area to be worked on. No problems there. That was about the time I started to smell the very strong and hunger-provoking smell of pizza from the restaurant next door, and realized that the dental room was actually open to the busy street outside... Hmmm...
When the novicane had set in (No general anethisia was used, dentists don't use that here), the dentist got to work. I'm pretty sure I've seen the exact same screwdriver in my dad's tool chest. At least this one didn't actually say "Stanley" on the handle, and it was pulled out of the sterilizing oven before use... The dentist dug around the offending tooth with the screwdriver, then pulled out some pliers. These didn't appear to be construction grade pliers, so perhaps they came from a medical supply store...
Yes, the dentist, with JP's eyes wide open, and in full conciousness, put his left hand on JP's forehead to hold him down, then used the other hand to put the pliers around the tooth and yank. Hard. And again. And again, until the tooth popped out with a rather loud noise that sounded like the top being pulled off a glass-bottle Coke. The second tooth didn't come out quite as easily. More novicane was applied, and more "head-holding-down" was done. I seriously almost asked if he wanted me to hold JP's forehead so he could use BOTH hands on the pliers. JP said the procedure really didn't hurt, there was just pressure on his jaw, and, well, his forehead too.
Imagine a photo of two large molars laying on a paper towel. I took that picture with JP's phone, but he forbade me from putting it on the internet.
I was put to sleep when my four wisdom teeth were pulled. Now I wonder how necesary that was, but I also doubt my ability to consiously keep my mouth open while someone is putting pliers and my dad's flat-head screwdriver in my mouth.
You should really check out the book God Save the Eggs, by International Teams missionaries Woody and Sue Roland. There's a REALLY great story in there about a dental experience in Bolivia in the late 1970's. And a lot of really great missionary stories for those interested!!
Jean Paul had two teeth pulled yesterday (had so many teeth in his mouth that they didn't all fit!). Since I'm not easily grossed out at medical procedures (as long as it's not happening to ME!), I decided to ask if I could go in with him and watch the teeth being pulled. The dentist had no problem, so I went in.
I was happy to see the use of novicane that would be used in the US - an ointment followed by several injections in the area to be worked on. No problems there. That was about the time I started to smell the very strong and hunger-provoking smell of pizza from the restaurant next door, and realized that the dental room was actually open to the busy street outside... Hmmm...
When the novicane had set in (No general anethisia was used, dentists don't use that here), the dentist got to work. I'm pretty sure I've seen the exact same screwdriver in my dad's tool chest. At least this one didn't actually say "Stanley" on the handle, and it was pulled out of the sterilizing oven before use... The dentist dug around the offending tooth with the screwdriver, then pulled out some pliers. These didn't appear to be construction grade pliers, so perhaps they came from a medical supply store...
Yes, the dentist, with JP's eyes wide open, and in full conciousness, put his left hand on JP's forehead to hold him down, then used the other hand to put the pliers around the tooth and yank. Hard. And again. And again, until the tooth popped out with a rather loud noise that sounded like the top being pulled off a glass-bottle Coke. The second tooth didn't come out quite as easily. More novicane was applied, and more "head-holding-down" was done. I seriously almost asked if he wanted me to hold JP's forehead so he could use BOTH hands on the pliers. JP said the procedure really didn't hurt, there was just pressure on his jaw, and, well, his forehead too.
Imagine a photo of two large molars laying on a paper towel. I took that picture with JP's phone, but he forbade me from putting it on the internet.
I was put to sleep when my four wisdom teeth were pulled. Now I wonder how necesary that was, but I also doubt my ability to consiously keep my mouth open while someone is putting pliers and my dad's flat-head screwdriver in my mouth.
You should really check out the book God Save the Eggs, by International Teams missionaries Woody and Sue Roland. There's a REALLY great story in there about a dental experience in Bolivia in the late 1970's. And a lot of really great missionary stories for those interested!!
Wednesday, March 18, 2009
And It's Dawned On Them
We've recently had some interesting conversations with some of the people in our young adult's group here at Horizonte Church. A little over a month ago, Maricela (remember her?) asked to meet with Justin, Lluvia, Phil and I. She came to the church one weekday morning with a list of ideas for the young adults' group. Among the ideas were ways that she felt we could reach out to not saved youth in a relevant way. Maricela is a GREAT person to share these ideas, as she came to know the Lord about a year and a half ago herself. She has an amazing gift of evangelism, and even though she is rather shy, has a huge passion to see other young people know the hope that she has found in the Lord.
Some other ideas that Maricela shared with us were possibilities for raising funds necesary to begin constructing a youth building here on the Horizonte campus. The idea that really peaked my interest was an art expo where we could display photos, paintings, drawings, videos, and musical productions made by youth from Horizonte and around Queretaro. We would charge a small fee, a contribution to the new youth building.
Later...
Last Thursday, after we (Justin, Lluvia, Phil and I) returned from Ecuador, we decided to share a little bit about the ministries we visited in Ecuador to let our youth see some of the creative ways that others in Latin America are reaching the unsaved. This sparked a conversation about how, as young people working and going to school in Queretaro, we have a responsibility to share the message of salvation with other QUERETANOS in the environments that we are in NOW. Ana (who I've begun discipling, and who had mentioned this same thing to be before) told about all the humanitarian aid programs that are being done by college students in Queretaro - good things like habitat for humanity, and food banks - and that we can do those things too, but even more effectively because we have the message of salvation in Christ! So, why are we not doing anything? Why do we just come every week and be "fed" and not share with others? Ok, no one was saying that our weekly Bible study time is bad - it's necesary for us to grow spiritually! But we shouldn't stop there! We're called not only to grow in our own relationship with the Lord, but also to help others BEGIN a relationship with Him, and grow as well.
Several ideas were mentioned last Thursday night and throughout this week as to WHAT we could do to meet both physical and SPIRITUAL needs in Queretaro. Among those ideas were: go to some of the hospitals in the city to pray for the sick; go to the railroad in town when the trains come by and talk with the Central Americans who are arriving illegally to Mexico on their way to the US (as you can imagine, this one really caught my attention!); make sandwiches to not simply hand out to the people asking for money in the streets, but to sit and talk with them while we eat sandwiches with them; bring some guitars and just have a worship music time downtown (young Queretanos are very in to live acoustic music); and us the art expo that Maricela mentioned as an outreach - the artists would be present with their artwork at the expo, and people would probably take the opportunity to talk to some of the artists about their work, some of which may be descriptive of our faith.
Anyhow, I've really been encouraged to see how some of the young people at Horizonte have finally caught onto the importance of growing in their faith to be able to share it with others!! And the ideas have sprung from THEM, not from the leaders of the group, we're just there to support, encourage and help them develop and begin these ministry opportunities, and to care for them spiritually in the process.
I'm thankful for the opportunity to walk along side thes wonderful young people as they reach out to the community!
Just a few random youth group pictures...
Maricela, Ingrid, Carlos, Adam, and Ana being silly:
We had a team building exercise where we build the talles tower possible with marshmallows and un-cooked spaghettis... Phil (not supposed to EAT them!), Job, Adam, Alan, and Mark attempting to get a tower together:
My team WON the contest (out of 4 teams)! Carmelita, me, Edith, and Ana hoping that our tower doesn't fall before the others see it:
Some other ideas that Maricela shared with us were possibilities for raising funds necesary to begin constructing a youth building here on the Horizonte campus. The idea that really peaked my interest was an art expo where we could display photos, paintings, drawings, videos, and musical productions made by youth from Horizonte and around Queretaro. We would charge a small fee, a contribution to the new youth building.
Later...
Last Thursday, after we (Justin, Lluvia, Phil and I) returned from Ecuador, we decided to share a little bit about the ministries we visited in Ecuador to let our youth see some of the creative ways that others in Latin America are reaching the unsaved. This sparked a conversation about how, as young people working and going to school in Queretaro, we have a responsibility to share the message of salvation with other QUERETANOS in the environments that we are in NOW. Ana (who I've begun discipling, and who had mentioned this same thing to be before) told about all the humanitarian aid programs that are being done by college students in Queretaro - good things like habitat for humanity, and food banks - and that we can do those things too, but even more effectively because we have the message of salvation in Christ! So, why are we not doing anything? Why do we just come every week and be "fed" and not share with others? Ok, no one was saying that our weekly Bible study time is bad - it's necesary for us to grow spiritually! But we shouldn't stop there! We're called not only to grow in our own relationship with the Lord, but also to help others BEGIN a relationship with Him, and grow as well.
Several ideas were mentioned last Thursday night and throughout this week as to WHAT we could do to meet both physical and SPIRITUAL needs in Queretaro. Among those ideas were: go to some of the hospitals in the city to pray for the sick; go to the railroad in town when the trains come by and talk with the Central Americans who are arriving illegally to Mexico on their way to the US (as you can imagine, this one really caught my attention!); make sandwiches to not simply hand out to the people asking for money in the streets, but to sit and talk with them while we eat sandwiches with them; bring some guitars and just have a worship music time downtown (young Queretanos are very in to live acoustic music); and us the art expo that Maricela mentioned as an outreach - the artists would be present with their artwork at the expo, and people would probably take the opportunity to talk to some of the artists about their work, some of which may be descriptive of our faith.
Anyhow, I've really been encouraged to see how some of the young people at Horizonte have finally caught onto the importance of growing in their faith to be able to share it with others!! And the ideas have sprung from THEM, not from the leaders of the group, we're just there to support, encourage and help them develop and begin these ministry opportunities, and to care for them spiritually in the process.
I'm thankful for the opportunity to walk along side thes wonderful young people as they reach out to the community!
Just a few random youth group pictures...
Maricela, Ingrid, Carlos, Adam, and Ana being silly:
We had a team building exercise where we build the talles tower possible with marshmallows and un-cooked spaghettis... Phil (not supposed to EAT them!), Job, Adam, Alan, and Mark attempting to get a tower together:
My team WON the contest (out of 4 teams)! Carmelita, me, Edith, and Ana hoping that our tower doesn't fall before the others see it:
Thursday, March 12, 2009
Ecuador!!!
Hey! I'm back from a great week in Ecuador for an International Teams' missionary conference!
We stayed in a great retreat center in the mountains of Ecuador, and enjoyed lots of time to reconnect and get to know other missionaries serving in United States, Honduras, Costa Rica, Nicaragua, Bolivia, Ecuador, and Argentina!
I shared a room with my friend Michelle, who serves in Honduras (hadn't seen her in over TWO YEARS!), and it was wonderful to reconnect with her again! We had some amazing Bible teaching times, and heard reports from all the ministries represented. We also got to do a little tourism around Quito and the mountains outside the city!
I'll just post a few pictures here, you can CLICK HERE FOR MORE PHOTOS!
Michelle and I on top of the big cathedral in Quito:
AND, we went to "the center of the earth" - the equator line!
Lori, Yetzi, Michelle, and I at the conference:
As you can see, we ate TONS of great food:
And we were spoiled with the beautiful surroundings of the conference center!
We stayed in a great retreat center in the mountains of Ecuador, and enjoyed lots of time to reconnect and get to know other missionaries serving in United States, Honduras, Costa Rica, Nicaragua, Bolivia, Ecuador, and Argentina!
I shared a room with my friend Michelle, who serves in Honduras (hadn't seen her in over TWO YEARS!), and it was wonderful to reconnect with her again! We had some amazing Bible teaching times, and heard reports from all the ministries represented. We also got to do a little tourism around Quito and the mountains outside the city!
I'll just post a few pictures here, you can CLICK HERE FOR MORE PHOTOS!
Michelle and I on top of the big cathedral in Quito:
AND, we went to "the center of the earth" - the equator line!
Lori, Yetzi, Michelle, and I at the conference:
As you can see, we ate TONS of great food:
And we were spoiled with the beautiful surroundings of the conference center!
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