Our First…

Five.  Five is a great number.  It’s a great number if you have five pieces of gum, or five tubs of cookie dough ice cream in your freezer… you lucky Americans.  Five is not the greatest number when it’s pinned to things that demand responsibility.  I now have five blogs.

  1. Trevor in Peru
  2. The Handicapped Kitchen
    (Community Blogs)
  3. Ricardo Palma
  4. Santa Rosa
  5. Juli

It’s alright though.  I really do love to blog.  So, I got my wish… to blog!  Extreme has asked us to make a blog for each of the communities that we have been assigned to.  And, as I moved my blog to WordPress I can easily make a page with all those extra links on it.  That will be coming soon.  As you can tell, I’m still perfecting everything here from the move.

This past week Joel and I had our first, I don’t really know what to call it, because it wasn’t a fight.  It was OUR FIRST none-the-less.  It all started when we had gone out to our district and he bought a Pepsi and when he opened it it had exploded.  I didn’t react how I would have (closing the bottle as quickly as possible to not let it explode anymore) and just let it explode.  Later that night, I looked in my bookbag to get something and noticed something was wet.  I pulled out my bible and some notebooks and they were covered, not saturated, in Pepsi.  He had put the soaking wet bottle in my bookbag without cleaning it off.

Well, he was out at the time I had discovered all this and when he got back the first words he spoke to me were asking to use my computer.  The night before he had asked me if he could use my computer the next night so he could skype with a friend.  I was so mad at him, because of the pop, that I told him I was using it and didn’t let him use it.  Then, I went to bed and laid there thinking… why was I so mad?

I realized, I was so mad that my bible had pop on it.  I thought it kind of gave it character, and my notebooks would be fine.  I figured out I was so mad, because he didn’t do what I would have done if a pop had exploded.  I wanted to sit him down and tell him… this is what you do if a pop bottle explodes, but could you imagine how patronizing that would be?  I was just so frustrated.

So, the next morning I told him what he had done and just said, “you can’t put wet things in my book bag like that.”  I thought everything was fine and dandy after that and said something like, last night I could have killed you.  So, we went out to the market to look for some pants for him.  Which, before  we left I tried telling him he could get some khaki pants to go with his gray jacket, but he wanted to find the exact color of the jacket and I knew this wasn’t going to happen.  But, we went out on the search and couldn’t find anything in his price range.  When we got back I could tell something was up with him and I tried to get him to talk, but all he wanted to do was sleep.  So, I let him sleep.

When he got up he went out with Jeremias to find some pants.  Before he left he told me we would talk when he got back.  He got back and we talked and he told me how he was bothered that I didn’t let him use my computer even when the night before I told him he could and then the other things just built up on that, like, how I was trying to tell him what pants to buy and it bothered him that I said I wanted to kill him the night before.

We both apologized to each other and now things are great.  I’m actually really thankful that we had this small tizzy.  We both handled it so well and now I now more about him and he knows more about me.  I love that something that Satan tried to use as destructive, with Christ we can turn it around and use it to edify.  Our friendship/partnership has been strengthened by what Satan wanted to use to weaken.  Isn’t our God amazing?

Another quick snippet.  We have been witnessing some strange weather that we’ve never really experienced before.  It’s called “granizo,” or in the States know it as hail.  It’s not like any other hail that we know, though.  It happens when it’s raining and then it comes down so fast that it looks like snow on the ground in a matter of about 5 minutes.  So, of course, the first time we see it, we freak out and run out in this ICE in our sandles and t-shirts.  The Peruvians were even more estatic about it than we were, because they’ve never seen anything like this in their lives!

One MORE snippet.  A week or two ago I went to the market with Joel and bumped into this Irish girl that had gotten robbed earlier that day.  She had just gotten into Puno that morning and she had her things on the ground and someone nabbed her back pack and booked it.  Poor girl, she had been wondering around the city trying to find a place she could use skype to call home.  So, I told her she could come to our place and use our internet and then helped her around town to find her a place to stay, and she still had her money so we booked her a trip to the islands on the lake and found her some more clothes in the market.  I spent the whole day with her, and what I realized I liked the most about helping her was, that I didn’t feel like I was expected to help!  This pale face and blonde hair of mine makes a lot of people think I’ve got everything… I am a servant, that is true, but it’s also frustrating when I don’t have what some think I have and they give me a glare when I don’t give them money.  Humility is my new near and dear friend.

Please, continue to pray for us and our work.  My prayers recently have been that God would keep us encouraged in our work.  It’s easy to think about our days and just think… bleeeeeeh.  I want to be excited when we go out.  I’ve been learning that God’s encouragement isn’t just something we receive when we ask for it, rather it’s something that is earned when we are obedient to Him.  Please, pray the God continues to work through us and uses us as His vessels and that we are obedient to Him through our communion with Him.



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  1. Kayla Zabrosky

    First “spats” are always the best, and it’s great that you two made up quickly and didn’t allow Satan to get a foot-hold on your friendship/partnership. Praying for all of you, you specifically of course, but all of you nonetheless. and i’m printing a map of primarily of Puno so when i pray over the city, i feel like my prayers are more centered…if that even makes sense! 🙂 love you and miss you!

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