February 17, 2006

  • i am exhausted with packing. and i have not started yet. and i found out you can only have 50 pounds instead of 70. i am going to be praying ALOT.


     


    Math is done. yessssss.


    and an amazing answer to prayer–this year, for the first time ever, the goverment has decided along with me that i am poor and needy and will be giving me a Pell Grant…which will pay for the rest of my degree when i return from Brasil. wow. double wow. God provided so that i was able to pay this semester’s school bill (today). Amazing, or what?


     


    Yesterday the youth center *happened* to be learning about Brasil during tutorial time. So i got to teach it. and make up questions. such as “so how far will i be living from the beach?” (hey, that is geography, right?) grin.


    Natalie sucessfully fooled me. just when i thought i understood hair…today she came in with short hair. she’s had long hair since i’ve been back at the center, so i commented on her hair cut. she busted out with “girl, don’t you know about tracks?” it was fake the whole time. i still don’t know how she did it. she said it was glue. glue?


    Please pray for Vicki. She came to the youth center once while i was back, and as we talked she said “i am going over to the clinic to see if i caught anything.” She has been sleeping with a guy that has numerous STDs. lost. that is how i felt. she knows better. it is an addiction with her. and i only had five minutes before we both had to leave. so i simply hugged her and prayed. and cried. i don’t know what is going to happen with her.


    Jasmine has been going to a christian school on a scholarship through Good News Mission. She’s had so many struggles. and yesterday they said she would not be going anymore, due to broken promises and such. i didn’t have anything to say once again…just letting her cry. please pray for her. she’s moved and won’t be able to even go to the center much anymore, she might have to start a grade behind…it is changing her whole life. And…two other people in her family have done the same thing–been kicked out of the christian school. She felt like she was going to be the one to change that. she feels like she let everyone down.


    I took the girls to the valentine’s party yesterday. a ladies sunday school class has been doing this party for us for the past 4 years i’ve worked at the center, and the girls always love it. We sang (attempted) for the ladies, decorated cookies, waited (patiently) for the pizza guy, and then dived into the food. To me it meant so much to be able to go. to drive up with the girls, singing “Lean on me” with all their remixes at the top of our lungs. it is like a tradition and tradition is important…i am learning that more and more.


    God is good. oh, and i promised not to go to the beach while i’m in Miami. so don’t worry about me:).

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