One of a Kind Thanksgiving

November 28, 2008

Thanksgiving is over and I am a bit more tired because of it. For Thanksgiving in the States I never really had to make much as far as the food went. But this week I made up for a few of those years. The Williamsons (with them doing the majority of the work) and I prepared food for a noon dinner with English speakers in Pinalejo and then the camp staff in the evening. I did most of my cooking on Tuesday evening -- homemade oatmeal rolls, pumpkin pie dessert, zucchini bread, and a raspberry jello. By the end of the evening I was done baking for a while, though I do have a little pumpkin left to use in some kind of recipe.

Thursday morning I made one last run to the grocery store for the Williamsons and then headed out to camp. On the way I noted some men in the electric poles along the highway and I briefly thought, "I hope that the power is not off." I arrived at camp to the sound of a generator and realized that yes, there was no power. The power had gone off just after the corn pudding got warmed up in the crockpot. Because of the occasion and the need for the refrigerator, Wes had hooked up the generator to the house. What had started as a dinner for the staff kept growing because family of the staff kept arriving on camp, having heard there was a party. That is cultural and very different from the North American way of doing things. We were worrying about whether there would be enough food and yet knew that culturally we could give everyone a little and everyone go away hungry and it would be okay. But to us, that was not the way to do things.

The other random events of the morning. Cows, bulls in fact, had wandered onto camp once again and this time they did not want to move out of the driveway. I could have taken one out with the car though in fact it might have taken me out. I did not have the heart nor the time to chase them off of camp this time. Mid-morning the gas for the oven ran out and the new gas tank did not fit with the current valve. I had to drive around camp looking for one that would work. Meanwhile the turkey sat in the oven, half cooked.

For the noon meal we were not sure if the nurse from Pinalejo was coming so in the end we started eating. She arrived around 3:00PM, just after all the food was put away except for her plate. In the meantime the electric remained off and Wes had to siphon gas from the lawn mower to keep the generator going. Several times we did the "quick open the fridge and grab everything you'll need for the next hour." We had been told that the power would come back on at 3:00PM. Jokingly we commented that if it came on by 4:00PM the report would be accurate. We have noticed that 3:00 can be anything between 3:00 and 3:59. All that matters is the first number and hence what we think of as late arrival to a meeting is still "on-time."

At 3:56PM according to my watch, the power returned much to our delight. It would mean lights by which eat and a fridge for storing the leftovers. The evening meal went well and we had more than enough food in the end. And of course that is how Thanksgiving usually is. For the Honduran staff the dishes of apple pie, pumpkin dessert, sweet potato casserole, and turkey were new and exciting foods. It was a fun day but a little draining. Thankfully between the two meals there was not much new food preparation that needed to be done. But even so we had to compensate all day for the lack of electricity with lots of problem solving and improvisions.

Usually Thanksgiving for me includes some games and down time -- both of which did not happen yesterday. At the same time it was fun to see the Hondurans excitement at experiencing a day that is so important in the North American culture. And I celebrated Thanksgiving with my family from Honduras -- all of those at camp. So it was a good day but I am glad there is a year between now and the next Thanksgiving. In the meantime I look forward to Christmas in the States with family.
*For a Williamson perspective on the day and photos go to: www.mdvida.wordpress.com

Letting Go

November 19, 2008

I discovered today that it is hard to let go and watch someone walk in a direction that could cause them lots of pain. I have been discipling a young woman, who for the last 3 months has been in the refuge of camp and away from the temptations of drugs where she use to live. Today she returned to her home area for a funeral. I gave her a ride as far as the city and from there she took a bus to the town of Progresso. I watched her go with some fear and reservation knowing that the temptations would be great and not knowing if she was ready. And yet I knew that at some point she would have to take such a step. I have to trust her into God’s loving arms because I will not always be around to watch over her. Although I still have not received the phone call telling me she is back at camp, she seems to have made it into and out of Progresso without problem. (Just got the call and she is safely back) Perhaps it has been a lesson in trust for me as well. She is growing in the Lord and seeking Him and I need to let her grow and learn on her own.

Since Sunday we have had a delightful cold, though rainy spell. I would have been comfortable in my lightweight fleece all day. And yet I get word that PA has had snow of which I am envious. If only there could be snow a month from now!

Tonight is the big Honduras versus Mexico soccer game. I have several friends going but the weather and the fact that I just saw a soccer game (only on the national level though) have helped me decide to stay put. I may not even find a TV to watch the game on. We will see. A part of me needs some time to myself to relax and catch up on things. At camp (where I have been since Sunday) I am always trying to connect with the various staff families which means that I am busy every evening until at least 9:00PM. I ended up staying an extra day because Wes and I tried to make contact with a local high school. The director was not in but we hope to have a meeting with him next week to discuss a new partnership idea.

I secured my visa extension this morning which means I am legal in the country for another month. And as far as driving, I have not had any police tell me that I need extra documents (aka. the Honduran driver’s license). While downtown today, I discovered that there is a new parking law in effect. You cannot park along most of the streets without a parking sticker which is only about 25 cents an hour, except that you can never use is for less than an hour. Thankfully the policeman explained the whole process to me before I got a ticket and perhaps something put on my tire so that I could not drive off. Of course I am not so excited about parking downtown anymore.

Thanksgiving preparations are underway and I am excited about getting to do some extra baking and cooking. The Williamsons and I (and perhaps a missionary nurse) will have a noon day Thanksgiving meal and then in the evening all of the staff will come and share in the rest of the food and festivities. I have yet to figure out how to watch cholesterol and participate in the wonderful foods of Thanksgiving and Christmas. We will see.

Climbing the Peaks

November 13, 2008

Sadly my time with my sister is coming to a close. Tomorrow we return to the city and then she flies out on Saturday morning. Today a dream was partially fulfilled in that I reached the National Park Celanque in Gracias, Honduras. Someday I want to do the 2-3 day hike and reach the cloud forest but today we hiked one of the peaks, 2700m. It was all uphill and considering I have not been doing mountains recently, it was challenging at moments. But I was glad I could climb still without too much difficulty. I loved the beautiful flowers, bromeliads, and vistas that looked over to the cloud forest. We tried several new fruits in route which was fun.

It was a rather typical day in that our 7:00AM departure according to the hotel was actually more like 7:30 because of some difficulty with transportation. Then the guide was unclear as to where we had planned to hike and in the end we had to come back the same way we went in instead of doing the circuit. Our guide saved 3 Israeli guys from wandering for days in the forest and they followed us to the peak with the intention to continue from there and camp out. I hope that they find their way back. Instead of being a 8 hour hike, we clocked more like 6 hours but being sufficiently tired by the end of the day, it was not a big deal to end early.

This evening over dinner we watched a glorious rising of what I think was a full moon over the mountain and Gracias. Such beauty! I am glad to be in the mountains again and ever so thankful for the beautiful weather that we have had. We spent a few days at the beach with the Williamsons and staff members from my Spanish church at the beginning of the week. I had expected to be involved in the meetings the staff were having but in the end the pastor told me it was not necessary and I should just enjoy the time with my sister. And so that is what I did.

Last Sunday was a good day in that it was the birthday celebration for Evelyn and her daughter out at camp. Val was able to meet my camp "family" and we were able to celebrate with them. I think Evelyn was excited and thankful that the party went well and it could be memorable for her and Lisbet (although Lisbet is too young to really remember much). Lots of memories have been created over the past week from the Honduran soccer game to birthdays to the intense hike.

And the Mind Goes Blank Again

November 4, 2008

It must be something that happens when the clock strikes 5:00PM. I can no longer think and remember what it was I was going to about earlier. I am currently waiting for one of my friends to show up for dinner. She was coming at 6:00 but now the time has been changed to 7:30. I had to eat some of the soup now because I knew that I would be doing lots of snacking if I waited till 7:30 for dinner.

Today I visited a drug rehab center and no it was not so that I could get off of drugs. It was a brief visit, only long enough to get some information and numbers to pass on to Evelyn if needed. The center is for men only so she could not go there anyway. And for now she seems to be doing okay.

Plants... I definitely love them and have been trying to put lots all around our patio. It makes the patio a beautiful place to sit in the mornings and evenings. I am also trying to grow some of my own food in the pots. A few of the seeds I planted began to sprout, including two beanstalks. But I was not quick enough to transplant them to a bigger home and they began to die. I just noticed this morning that with its last dying breath the one stalk pushed forth one small bean. I guess that I will eat it and think of what could have been had I been a better gardener. This morning I also noticed caterpillars attacking my daisy and though I picked them all off, it appears that there are lots of eggs present so I fear they will keep hatching.

I felt as if all of my analogies from plants and their life were uprooted when I noticed that the plants taking root in amongst the tiles right by the drain appear to be pepper plants. I tried to grow a pepper plant and it died. The seeds have done nothing either. And yet in the crack where there is hardly any soil and no room to grow without breaking the tile, climbs the pepper plant! So much for loving and tender care. I guess I have been loving to that plant in that I let it grow without disturbing it thought it should not be there. I will have to see if I can get any veggies out of it. Those are all of my random reflections for now. Hopefully I will get a new camera before too long and can begin taking pictures again. My current one is too broken to want to take it out for anything but the most important moments.

Rivers of Mud

November 3, 2008

When I left camp on Sunday morning, I felt a bit as if I was traveling through a river of mud. I had been warned that 4WD was necessary for getting to and from camp during rainy season, but last year I really had no problems. This year is another story. I have used 4WD more times in the last 3 weeks than perhaps in my entire life. I was surprised that my climb up to camp last week was actually a little fun and not just worrisome. Flinging mud up on my windshield is not usually something I do for a past-time but it works every now and again. Thankfully the word from the Williamson's today is that the road has dried up almost everywhere because of two days without rain. The sunshine today was quite lovely. I wanted to write a poem but have not been quite that inspired.

My time out at camp over the weekend was good. I have been doing Bible Studies with one of the young women living on camp and Saturday as we talked and prayed together, I realized just how much more joyful she is. She really does seem to be seeking God. She has had a lot of struggles and still has a long way to go, but she is already talking about wanting to go and share Jesus with her old friends and some family. It is neat too that God is using her life and faith to challenge me. I feel like my ministry with Evelyn is one of the key reasons God has me here in Honduras right now. I am traveling back and forth between camp a lot more at the moment just so I can be available to meet with her. This coming weekend we will be having a birthday celebration for her little girl.

Well, I know that I had a lot more to write when I thought about blogging this morning and afternoon but now that it is almost 9:30PM, my brain is not functioning enough to remember what else I wanted to say. I did realize that I feel pretty far removed from all of the election frenzy and even the stock market woes here in Honduras. Those things do make the headlines from time to time but somehow it is different. And I know that the outcomes of both will very much affect Honduras, but just the same I feel distant from it all at the moment.