late night musings

Forgive this blog because i'm really tired. But i felt that if i didn't update tonight, i wasn't completely sure the next time i would so here i am. it's so strange to be here, in another country... part of me feels so much normalcy like being able to talk (sortof haha) to people, traveling around in a car, having lunch, dinner, etc. but the other part feels the difference, the language barrier, the cultural connotations of diff actions or words... hmm... I have found that the people of Brasil do NOT like to wear their seat belts... actually i'm not even sure why they have them in cars at this point, because i guess if people can drive this fast and crazy safely, then they don't need the protection haha. It's been a little over a week and i'm still homesick. When does that ever end? Not home as in my house, my bed, my car... home as in my family, my friends... anne told me a two word phrase they have here in Brasil that she's never heard anywhere else in the world and it's to describe missing someone, so much more than missing, but truly longing for that person in a desperate kind of way. Obviously someone had traveled and then came home haha or it could even take on a Christian persona - would that we all truly longed for Christ desperately and every minute spent with Him would be like that cold crisp quench that fills your entire being when you finally get water after being parched for so long... hmmm... i got to share my testimony to a different church tonite & they even prayed over anne and i. my picture and testimony is also up on the casa do oleiro website. this week i have been wracking my brains writing 6 puppet shows with Bible stories that can be brought to Jesus so that we can do an altar call. all of these to be translated into portuguese and then i will put the show on by myself reading the translation. may God help me. :) what's sad is that the kids in campo grande are so desperate for any attention or i guess distraction of any sort b/c they do not have toys or anything really. we will be mainly in the slums and these kids have nothing. i didn't realize how little i brought until i came here. tomorrow we leave for campo grande and saturday will be my first puppet show for an audience of 250 kids! although i've heard that they will be delighted no matter WHAT i do (just my presence being there to entertain them is more than enough anne says) i still want it to be good. i still want it to mean something, when we pray about Christ, i want them to really grasp it. can you really grasp Christ in one puppet show? i hope so :) their ministry here is so small, it breaks my heart. no one to rise up and take care of these kids, to have any kind of stabilized kids ministries. just missionaries that pass through every four years or so (and yes it's been four years since something like this has happened). when God led me here, i had no idea what i was doing. i can't say even now that i do haha. but i know that by being open to whatever God wanted, i was allowed to share my testimony here and it spoke to people. i'm going to spend 4 months loving on kids and (hopefully) leading them to Christ. i'm also getting married next week... haha jk ;) anyway i'm gonna check my emails now and go to bed - i hope some of this made sense and even if it didn't, well at least it's all from the heart
"Out of the overflow of the heart, the mouth speaks"
May you be blessed always! :)