My trip to Costa Rica was more than just new vistas. I needed to hug my daughter, bond with my one year old grand-daughter and laugh with my amazing son-in-law. The last six months my daughter has been crash studying at the Spanish Language Institute in preparation for the mission field in Ecuador. As much as I want them to what God is calling them to do with their life, the process has been really hard. It is hard to be so many miles away when you are a person who loves to hug and snuggle . But we had our trip to look forward to…and it was quite a trip.
I had never traveled out of the states before. My only spanish phrase is ‘silencio por favor’. I had never experienced drivers, motorcycles and taxis that observe none of the safety rules we take for granted here in the states. My digestive system might never be the same. I didn’t know faucets in other countries didn’t come with hot water. Did you know that some bugs are about two inches long? I’ve seen on the news, but now have seen people who live in shacks with only a rusty metal roof for rain protection. I’ve never felt stared at because of my blonde hair before; now I know how uncomfortable that can feel. I’ve never seen gates in front of houses with curling barbed wire on the top; but now I have.
On the other hand,
I have seen a volcano’s majesty as it peers out from behind the clouds. I have witnessed Samantha’s glee as she tries to touch a toucan and points to the magical hummingbird feeding off the nectar of brilliant blossoms. I have worshiped and praised in another language, been moved, my heart softened once again in the presence of our magnificent God.
Last night we landed…
Today we begin planning and counting down to the next time we can hug our rosy haired hummingbird.