God is Good

 All good things come to those who wait.  At least, I think that’s the lesson God is teaching me right now.  These past few weeks have been FILLED with moments of sitting and waiting for things to happen from sitting in a hospital waiting room to chilling at the Nicaragua/Costa Rica border to waiting at a bus stop—eventually the ball will start moving and the doctor will have the results, my passport will be stamped and the bus will come.  Just not on my time schedule :)

My parents, Rhys, and my aunt and uncle came to visit me for two weeks (remember, Sarah was already here).  While we had our moments of tension and terror, we also managed to have a blast!  We stayed in a beautiful house in the mountains overlooking the beach, toucans and howler monkeys living in the surrounding forest.  We went ziplining, toured a mangrove reserve, horsebacked to a waterfall, hiked a volcano, visited town upon town and managed to never get ourselves fully lost.  We were adventurers let me tell you!  I loved seeing my family, spending time with them playing games and swimming in the pool and experiencing the beauty of Costa Rica.  I’m sad that it’s over.

I’ll recount just one story of our trip because it was a miracle nothing worse happened.  One day, we decided to horseback to a waterfall for the day.  We arrived on a beautiful sunny morning only to find that all of the horses available to us by the tour were extremely agitated that morning for whatever reason, nipping at each other and all around unsettled.  Mind you, this was the first time Rhys and my mother had been on horses and only the second or third time for the rest of us.  Needless to say, we were all a bit unsettled as well.  While I was attempting to calm down Rhys’ horse (before the tour had even started), I heard a commotion behind me but didn’t think anything of it—until I heard, “Is Glyn ok?”  WHAT?  I turned around in my saddle as best I could and caught a glimpse of my dad on the ground, his head in his hands, surrounded by people with very concerned looks on their faces.  Turns out, something spooked my dad’s horse and she reared up, tossed my dad and then (because my dad still had ahold of the reigns) fell on top of him.  He was at the point of passing out.  Thank God there was a bilingual nurse also there for the tour and helped my dad.  On his behest, we continued the tour, had a beautiful breakfast and lunch and enjoyed the gorgeous waterfall beore he finally let us take him to the hospital.  6 hours of waiting in the hospital when good news reaches our ears: nothing broken or severely injured a.k.a. he’ll be fine with some strong pain medication.  After joyful tears and a meager $125 bill, we were on our way.  Praise the Lord!  Needless to say, he still needs prayers for healing :)

The Cathedral in Leon

I also had the opportunity this weekend to travel to Leon, Nicaragua to explore a job opportunity for Guissell.  Christian Reformed World Missions is offering her a learning/job opportunity to help develop an internship program that will be compatible for local Nicaraguan intergrants, such as herself.  She has the amazing opportunity to live in beautiful Leon serving with fellow Nicaraguan friends in marginalized communities, all the while learning and doing new things.  I am so proud of her that she has accepted this once in a lifetime opportunity—all we need to do now on our end is to make sure we get the things done here that we wanted to do (which shouldn’t be a problem).  Way to go Guiss!

So, after a CRAZY set of weeks, I am back finally to the office to continue my routine here at Casa Adobe.  While I welcome the normality, I also fear the downtime I will have to think about all the things and people I miss.  Please pray that I will handle this transition gracefully and that I feel renewed with energy and excitement to continue in my job.  Stay tuned!!