October 16, 2012
Highlights from the Last Few Days
Some snippets of life on our end:
I was sharing about the last section of the 6th chapter of Matthew at the juvenile prison. You know the spot that explains how well God takes care of the wildflowers, those weeds that bloom and get picked just to be thrown in the fire pile. And if He'll take such good care of those, how much better will He care for us, His children? In the middle of that, I was explaining with all the words I could come up with, the difference between a wildflower and a cultivated rosebush, to make the point that these flowers are "the least of the least" but God makes them beautiful and takes care of their needs. In the middle of my lengthy discourse, one of the guys jumped up and ran to the fence, where he picked a few tiny wildflowers to help me illustrate. He handed them to me with a bow, and I accepted them like a lady, declaring him a gentleman. We got a lot of giggles and our knightly flower-picker blushed through his smile.
It's always interesting to hear how people who've lived outside of Paraguay feel about other countries, and the things they notice about their own when they return. A couple of nights later, one of them showed up on our front porch for terere, and then took us on a walking tour of the neighborhood. We learned a lot of history and some interesting current events, and then ended at the other guy's house, where he'd prepared us sandwiches and homemade pizza.
The next day, one of the mothers from the group came by with this plate of homemade goodies, to thank us for spending time with her son. I do love how these folks always want to share! (**Note: By the time I took the photo, some of the yummies had gone "missing".)
We picked up the girls and went with a group of teens to eat dinner. It always amazes me that folks are out STARTING dinner (entering the restaurant or cranking up the grill) at midnight. By the time we ate, got the 5 girls who came back for the pajama party settled in and went to bed ourselves, it was 3 AM. Lo and behold, at 5 AM we heard a band crank up. Half a block from us is a big gym, which was rented out by the Catholic group, De Colores. They're having their national convention there today, and I can't fathom why they started so early, but the band and the welcome speeches were at such volume that I thought the microphone and speaker must have been in our bedroom. As I type this, they're still full swing. Oh, well, at least the lyrics are clean, versus what we USUALLY hear at full volume on the weekend. :)
Anything interesting going on in your world lately?