Arrival. 1 Junio, 2013. Initial thoughts.

I was curious at first coming down through the clouds with the sun beaming through over the mountains at the fact that, taking check of my emotions, I didn’t really feel anything particular that I could sequester out. The closer we got, however, the more I let my little heart leap.

(You see, I had turned off emotions first when mom cried the morning I left—too much—and then when a study abroad group couldn’t stop talking about how long that had to wait to get drunk—I had little sympathy.)

I took a second to praise God for bringing me through, awed at it all, and surprisingly calm through everything. How fitting that today’s devotional was on that deep-seeded/seated peace (I like both).

So many wonderful gifts and confirmations along the way from those older, younger, wiser, further along or following behind. Prayer and being sent, perfect although scary timing. Support on this end and feeling welcomed although still a stranger. There are certain places that just feel right and somewhat reminiscent—this is one of them.

La Palabra De Vida Bilingual Christian School was started 16 years ago by a couple who came down after most of their large litter had left the nest, sensing time for a change and seeking to minister and serve in a country not originally their own. The last son who was with them at the time has since returned and the school continues to live and thrive off of support from many various places through work teams, prayer, finances for scholarships, etc. It is still a beautiful place, but it is becoming more city, less country as the years go by. I can attest that the atardecer—sunset is still gorgeous, for one thing.

I live in “The English House” with another gal, Kate. Originally from Ohio, she taught in Korea a couple of years ago and is teaching second grade English and Science here. I wouldn’t say we’re alike in temperament or appearance, but I would say she’s lovely and much sweeter than me. We’re hoping to have a few adventures together starting tomorrow.  It is a gift to share life with someone.

Our house is quite spacious and has been well-worn over the years, serving us well as it has those before us. It is also conveniently located only a few steps from my classroom—let’s hope this means I will be extremely punctual. I settled in quickly and enjoyed a nap, adjusting to the new lullabies various animals, celebrations and rain. I’ll have to see about adding that to my ocean alarm. I slept soundly, in case you wondered.

Met with Isaac, the English Coordinator on campus today, which was helpful and frightening. We all know I struggle to be the ahead-of-the-game person. I’d rather roll with the punches in many ways, but I also thrive under pressure and enjoy getting things done/helping people achieve, so hopefully the priority of my students will get my rear in gear. Honestly, though, I was definitely tracking and on the same page as Isaac, which is wonderful, and I feel very supported even if it will be difficult. Pray for my students. : )

Went to Befuses for dinner with Savanna and James Millikan, Kevin Ung and Kate. Got to meet Mrs. Befus, the founder, and wash dishes with her, and I enjoyed everyone’s company and generosity of the hosts in serving us.

Yes, feeling tired, content, tiniest inklings of worry, and peace. Hasta luego.