The Sacrifice is Real

So, before I left I told Amy Sprayberry and Carol Rice that I was going to be honest and “real” in this blog.  I decided not to just share the good stuff but also the hard stuff, and sometimes the sad stuff.

Today was a hard day.  As soon as the day started I felt sad.  So, not to sound like a baby or whine you to death I’m going to tell you what I miss.

I miss…..

The cool autumn breezes that are starting up back in Tennessee

Lines on the roads

KFC, Starbucks, Denney’s, and McDonald’s Mocha Frappe

I really miss public bathrooms, this one is huge.  Went to eat at a pretty clean looking Chinese place in Belmopan and wanted to use the bathroom and wash my hands.  On the way in the very nice lady behind the counter shouts, “Toilet paper, here.  You leave in there when you are done.”  And she threw me a roll of TP.  Went to wash my hands when I was done and there is no soap.  Hmmmm…  When I got back to the table my very quick thinking husband, who wanted to wash his hands also, remembered that we had eye glass cleaners with us.  Yay!!  By the way, the food was very good.   I could also live my entire life without ever seeing another man along side the road relieving himself.  There are no bathrooms.  When the kids at school go out to the bathrooms they have to take a little tiny bit of TP with them.

Familiar faces and places.  I had forgotten what it’s like to be new at church.  This one makes me cry.  Greater Life Church is so special to Dennis and I.  You guys are all like our family.  I miss each and every one of you.  Even the ones who are new and sat behind us that we never got to meet.

Ground hogs along Hwy 22.  The other day I saw a large iguana in the field along the road.  That was cool.

Being comfortable in my surroundings.  Not worrying about spiders and critters that can bite me.  There was a snake just outside the dorm the other day.  It wasn’t cute or small.  Beate thinks it was a good one that she has seen here before.  It eats other snakes.  We’ll keep him.

My home that I decorate for the fall.

My dogs and cats.

My car.

My routines.

My students and the staff at West Carroll Elementary

I miss feeling semi-attractive.  Makeup is a waste of time here.  It just sweats off.  My hair is growing out and is always pulled back.  At this point I have 19 bug bites that are itchy and red all over my legs.  I am told that my body will get used to this after about a year…

Mostly though, my heart hurts when I think of my kids and two grandbabies.

  

This is the sacrifice.

I’ll write another post soon.  Please don’t worry about us or think we are going to change our minds and come home.  Not going to happen.  I just wanted to let you see where we are so that you can be a part of all that God has for us.  This sacrifice is nothing compared to the Cross.  I know that better days are ahead.

Love you guys.