Monday, June 1, 2009

Writer's Block....

Hey all,

Just an update to let you know I am alive and well. I have to admit that since I made the decision to leave here; I have had a bit of "Writer's Block". Maybe it is partially because writing makes me think too much and get too emotional. Maybe it is just that I am trying to soak up all the love around me and take advantage of every minute I have left here. I don't know precisely what it is...but I'm having a hard time collecting my thoughts. Therefore; I hope to have more to say very soon.

As I write this I have to report I only have 6 more days with my little munchkins. Next Wednesday is the last day of school. I don't know how to emotionally prepare for it. Today though; I became misty-eyed for the first time. I asked my student's what was so special about June (expecting to hear them say "NO SCHOOL FOR 3 MONTHS!"). One little girl (Sammi) reponded with "no me gusta Junio" (I don't like June"). I asked her why and she said, "Ms. Ernest va para los Estados". They then all began saying "No te vas, Ms! No te vas!" (Don't go, Miss, don't go!") It was the first of many misty-eyed moments I know I will experience over the course of the next month. How I am going to find the courage to do this; I do not know. The day to my departure inches closer and closer. It's June. I officially leave here in 27 days. I feel like I can't even worry about my future and what I will do with everything I have learned here until I say my goodbyes. This Gringa's heart is starting to break! I'm not going to lie!!!! Please pray for me to have faith, direction, and strength as I rip myself from this place that has become a second home to me and attempt to make the decisions needed to help these people (and other's like them) in every way that I can.

In the Esso today; I heard an old song (old for me means '98 haha) by Jewel. I was struck by the message of this song in a way that I never have been before...because it reminded me a lot of the people and experiences I've had while in Honduras. The line that stuck out most to me was: "Poverty stole your golden shoes but it didn't steal your laughter." This reminded me so much of so many friends I have made along the way here. So many lack monetary riches; but the love, sense of humor, and kindness of their hearts is still there; and in many cases; in tenfold. Also the statement of being God's eyes and God's hands struck me as well. My time here has given me the opportunity to be God's eyes and hands here on earth by serving, living amongst, and growing to love the people of Juticalpa. It also reminds me of my initial orientation with Juticalpa and Olancho Aid through my first visit here in April of 2008. The theme of our visit was "Hands to Honduras". This song again reminds me that we are just one person, with one pair of hands. But our hands can build things and assist in projects that are beautiful and make a huge difference in someone's life. Another line that stuck out to me was “For light does the darkness most fear”. This seems like such a powerful statement to me. It shows a sense of faith and the confidence in God's existance and how much a small gesture of love and compassion can mean so much and go so far. The smallest light can still be seen in the dark. In other words, a small act of kindness is still appreciated during the worst of times. (All I can keep thinking about is Juan Carlos' parent's home being washed away during the flooding) In any case, enough song analysis for me! (I just realized maybe I don't have writer's block anymore...this little journalist just needed to sit down and collect her thoughts!)

If you haven't heard this song before; you should download it!!!!! Love and miss you all!!!!! Four weeks from now at this time I will be with you!!!!

Jewel: "Hands"

"If I could tell the world just one thing It would be that we're all ok And not to worry because worry is wasteful and useless in times like these I will not be made useless I won't be idled with despair I will gather myself around my faith for light does the darkness most fear My hands are small, I know, but they're not yours they are my own but they're not yours they are my own and I am never broken Poverty stole your golden shoes but it didn't steal your laughter And heartache came to visit me but i knew it wasn't ever after We will fight, not out of spite for someone must stand up for what's right cause where there's a man who has no voice there ours shall go singing In the end only kindness matters In the end only kindness matters I will get down on my knees and I will pray I will get down on my knees and I will pray I will get down on my knees and I will pray My hands are small, I know, but they're not yours they are my own but they're not yours they are my own and I am never broken My hands are small, i know, but they're not yours they are my own but they're not yours they are my own and I am never broken We are never broken We are God's eyes God's hands God's mind We are God's eyes God's hands God's heart We are God's eyes God's hands God's eyes God's hands We are God's hands God's hands We are God's hands "