Inspiration

Oh, these women inspire me so much so.

To be as strong as a Guatemalan woman... I aspire to be a strong woman... in point blank, and in God. Guatemalans themselves are troopers... but these woman... carrying baskets on their heads up steep hills... living in awful conditions. I just don't understand how they do it.

I am so blessed!

These people work so hard for everything they have.

My host mom was telling my roommate and I (of course, I was retold what was being said by my roommate, but I did get a general idea of what they were talking about) about how she grew up. There are little girls in Antigua that work in Central Park and they come up and ask us to buy jewlery, gum, all sorts of things. That was Blanca's life growing up, but not only that, her other job/living situation she had to climb a mountain to work in order to be fed that day.

The fact that she so openly is hosting us amazes me, she just gives us food... and we haven't done anything to deserve it. She is so gracious.

So. My desire as an older lady is this: strength, graciousness, kindness, loving and godly.

And... the less important but important enough stuff to me: joyfulness and insaneness... because it comes with a cape and cookies.

This is What I do.

So, to be clear. This summer I'm spending 8 weeks in Guatemala working for Students International. I am on the media team; I visit all the other sites throughout the week and take pictures of what the students are doing, I also am able to help at these other sites as well. These are only a few pictures I have taken thus far (all from today actually).

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El Gorrion

El Gorrion

God is Joy

Just one thing God has put on repeat this past week. JOY.

And... I just found John 15: 9-17 to sum that up.

Today was an emotionally hard day. We started with a pig crastration, and then fed children who are disabled.

This child... was a mess. God's beautiful mess. He would not eat for me at first and then soon enough, he did. Then as I continued to feed him, he started laughing and continued laughing for a good 5-10 minutes.

There were so many children who couldn't do anything for themselves. And so many questions started pouring into my mind as to why and how and what. I don't understand it...

But, this boy who solely depends on other people for survival, was laughing and smiling and he filled my heart with joy. I have no reason to not be as happy as that boy when things are going wrong in my life.

Joy and peace. This is what sets me apart from people who don't know Jesus. At least, it should- there should be this internal prescense of Abba in me, all the time.

Always. Trusting in the knowledge that everything belongs to Him- my talents, my body, my relationships, my things, my life.

He gives and takes away- nothing in mine in the first place. James 1:2-4

God is Sustaining

Tried to update this last night, but my computer died! Oh no!

I've been here about a week now and I cannot tell you how inadequate I have felt. Time and again- I didn't realize how important my spanish skills were...

It has been of the hardest things to deal with.

My host family doesn't know english at all, yet God has looked out for me and my roommate is pretty much a pro. My host family is also incredibly precious; with four little girls and the biggest hearts- they feed us every morning.

God is very good.

Even though I feel like I shouldn't be here, I am here and I know God has a reason for me being here, just like every other part of my life. I know, even though I don't at the time, He always has a plan. He has comforted me and has placed encouragement in my life exactly when I need it.

I'm working at the media site this summer with Jose and thankfully he speaks english. He also said he would love to help me learn.

Another "full-timer," Nick (who just turned 40) also encourage me just the other night. He said quite a bit that spoke into my life, but what's most important is that he told me to take risks and ask questions. I really just appreciated everything he had to say and he basically reiterated everything that has been swimming in my head lately.

It is not enough that I am here. I have to go out of my way. I have to give up myself to be everything God is asking of me.

And how silly of me... I just told a friend that God's refining process is not a painless thing. Let me eat my words.

"Put down your pride Chelsea Elizabeth, become a "fool." This is not about you, and it never has been. Be My hands, Be my feet. All for My Glory. Become uncomfortable, become vulnerable, become a vessel. Be unafraid."

Go-go-go!!

Oh no!

It's absolutely crazy. I've been running around, hardly catching a breath. Not true, I'm pretty good at procrastinating... but the whole time I'm procrastinating I'm worrying about what I'm procrastinating about- it even takes me away from sleeping peacefully during a nap.

Yeah.

Cause... that's important.

But.... I packed all weekend, got all of my stuff in the storage unit, and now I'm cramming out exams. Then tomorrow after my last exam I am crashing in my roommate's bed until I have to get up for my flight. Not true, I'm gonna get up two hours earlier so I can say goodbyes. Oh goodbyes... I'm so blessed to have people to say goodbye to.

Also... I'm really blessed to have so many good friends to give my stuff to, to take care of over the summer. I really don't like to ask for help and especially when I'm asking them to take on a responsibility, but... maybe I'm suppose to learn something from that, everyone tells me it's fine, but it's still pretty uncomfortable.

Uncomfortability. That should be what my summer is like. As soon as I'm done with school... yikes.

Guatemala

I can't believe I'm going to be back in Central America in 2 weeks... I haven't really felt like I've been given time to think about it too much. In fact, I'll be heading straight from school to Guatemala, which is insane.

I'm starting to get pretty excited about it though, God will do great things. I "secretely" hope that I will be able to work at an orphanage while I'm down there at least for a little time.

I fall more and more in love with Central America everytime I'm there... my Honduras/ El Salvador experience was amazing and life-changing... I can't even imagine what God will do this summer... and honestly, that scares me a bit.

I really need to pull up my pants though and be open and prepared for whatever... WHATEVER He asks of me... after all, He's worth it.