Sunday, July 25, 2010
Tully's mom,
Mabel Augusta Boone Stoudemayer, passed away this morning at around 10:30 am. Please pray for us and for Tully's brother and sister and their families as we celebrate her life, rejoice that she is with Christ, and miss her deeply.
Wednesday, July 21, 2010
Pastelitos . . .
I've learned, aren't little cakes. "Pastel" here is cake. In Costa Rica, "queque" means cake. This is the weird thing about language learning. Here, that word, "pastelitos" should mean "little cakes." But it doesn't.
Last week, I received a note from the girls' teacher that I should send 20 pastelitos with them to school on July 20. Well, I thought, that's easy, I already have a cake mix. I thought it must be someone's birthday. Birthdays here are huge.
Fast forward to this week. The cupcakes were in the oven when I got a phonecall from a friend asking if I was going to get someone to make the pastelitos for me. I said, no, no, I can do it. She seemed a little worried--I thought, what is her problem? She told me I could just use potatos or rice or whatever I had on hand. I smiled and was thinking, "Gross," but I said, no, that's okay, I have a mix on hand.
A friend of the mission was with Trey and me when we dropped off the cupcakes later at the school. After they were delivered, we began to see groups of school children parading down the streets all dressed up in Indian costumes. They were so cute! I wished aloud that I had my camera. We stopped to watch them for a minute. Then, our friend asked if we knew what today was. We said, no, and he said it's the day of the Indian,Lempira, for whom the currency is named. He said the children dress up like Indians, learned about Lempira and his battle against the Spaniards, and eat pastelitos. And then he asked, so why did you make little cakes? He said what they eat is pastelitos, made from other things. With a sinking feeling, I asked, other things like rice or potatos? He nodded enthusiastically, yes, exactly! Then I asked him, and why are they called pastelitos? He started laughing because then he realized my mistake, Oh, he said, you thought it was little cakes?! No, no, pastelitos is what the Indians used to eat.
At least I won't make the same mistake next year.
Last week, I received a note from the girls' teacher that I should send 20 pastelitos with them to school on July 20. Well, I thought, that's easy, I already have a cake mix. I thought it must be someone's birthday. Birthdays here are huge.
Fast forward to this week. The cupcakes were in the oven when I got a phonecall from a friend asking if I was going to get someone to make the pastelitos for me. I said, no, no, I can do it. She seemed a little worried--I thought, what is her problem? She told me I could just use potatos or rice or whatever I had on hand. I smiled and was thinking, "Gross," but I said, no, that's okay, I have a mix on hand.
A friend of the mission was with Trey and me when we dropped off the cupcakes later at the school. After they were delivered, we began to see groups of school children parading down the streets all dressed up in Indian costumes. They were so cute! I wished aloud that I had my camera. We stopped to watch them for a minute. Then, our friend asked if we knew what today was. We said, no, and he said it's the day of the Indian,Lempira, for whom the currency is named. He said the children dress up like Indians, learned about Lempira and his battle against the Spaniards, and eat pastelitos. And then he asked, so why did you make little cakes? He said what they eat is pastelitos, made from other things. With a sinking feeling, I asked, other things like rice or potatos? He nodded enthusiastically, yes, exactly! Then I asked him, and why are they called pastelitos? He started laughing because then he realized my mistake, Oh, he said, you thought it was little cakes?! No, no, pastelitos is what the Indians used to eat.
At least I won't make the same mistake next year.
Monday, July 12, 2010
A Wedding
We had a wedding here at the church a few weeks back. It was beautiful. The groom was a little nervous, looked a little green around the gills, and had some help from friends tying his tie just right. The bride had a shy smile, long, beautiful black hair, and kept her eyes only on her groom at the altar.
There is a huge difference, however, in this wedding to many others. This couple is older, and they have lived together since they were young without being married. They have raised kids together, who now have kids of their own, worked side by side together, laughed, cried, and experienced life together for all of these years.
The focus on this wedding was this couple's love for one another, but most importantly, on their love for Christ, and their desire to serve Him by following through with the institution of marriage.
Many couples here are too poor to pay the marriage tax that the Honduran government charges. In fact, there have been several weddings like this one, with several more to come in our association of churches around Guaimaca.
It was a delight for us to witness this couple's love for one another, and their love for Christ.
The bride, escorted down the aisle by her son.
The bridal couple were seated in front of the minister and the congregation as he delivered a sermon on the meaning of marriage.
There is a huge difference, however, in this wedding to many others. This couple is older, and they have lived together since they were young without being married. They have raised kids together, who now have kids of their own, worked side by side together, laughed, cried, and experienced life together for all of these years.
The focus on this wedding was this couple's love for one another, but most importantly, on their love for Christ, and their desire to serve Him by following through with the institution of marriage.
Many couples here are too poor to pay the marriage tax that the Honduran government charges. In fact, there have been several weddings like this one, with several more to come in our association of churches around Guaimaca.
It was a delight for us to witness this couple's love for one another, and their love for Christ.
The bride, escorted down the aisle by her son.
The bridal couple were seated in front of the minister and the congregation as he delivered a sermon on the meaning of marriage.
Thursday, July 1, 2010
Another Car Wreck
Last Sunday while we had a church service going on we had another car wreck about a kilometer from the hospital. There were 8 people in the pick-up truck and some were in the back. Apparently the pick up overturned. Five of the passengers had broken limbs: two femurs, one tibia, and two arms. I have every confidence that God will provide a much needed ambulance for our hospital in His time.
A young boy with a broken arm and some facial injuries
Two ladies each with broken femur having to be transported in the back of a pick up truck.
Four other patients being transported in the back of a small SUV.
A young boy with a broken arm and some facial injuries
Two ladies each with broken femur having to be transported in the back of a pick up truck.
Four other patients being transported in the back of a small SUV.
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