February 23rd, 2008
On the second day of our search for a home Michael Miller ran into his former landlady from his first move to Honduras ten years ago. She told him of a house she was renting near “La Leona” (the park that overlooks Tegucigalpa) for only $350/mo!
This turned out to be a divine appointment for us because we were about to sign contract on a rather dirty place near the dump with tiny, windowless bedrooms that would not be good for my psyche.
Instead we are living in a lovely country house, surrounded by gardens overlooking the city. Two spacious bedrooms, filled with light, two bathrooms, and a little office. There’s also a small kitchen in which you feel like you’re outdoors and an enclosed porch with a beautiful view of the city a sunset. I haven’t even mentioned the two best parts of our new home: my own garden that I can create and manage, and a location that is a short walk to downtown Teguc!
We moved in two nights ago with little more than a bed and a crib for baby. Our first night was rather rough because unbeknownst to us, the cleaning lady had left many unscreened windows open and we spent the night letting uninvited guests into our new home. These guests included a centipede that reared up when Rey attempted to kill it, a huge spider that jumped at me when I was giving Elijah a bath, a cockroach that made Rey do a little dance, geckos that scampered when you turn on a light, and ants and baby spiders trailing everywhere. We spent the night huddled under mosquito nets and I woke up every hour to take care of Elijah who I think sensed our anxiety in the new place.
Luckily, the next day we discovered the opened windows and Raided everything. Since then the only Indiana-Jones style encountered have been dead cockroaches turned upside down (from the Raid) that we found in the morning.
This morning I woke up feeling happy and comfortable in our new home. Bright sunlight poured in the windows and I was created by the smell of calla lilies that Rey found for me the day before. I don’t feel that it is extravagant or too nice for us; this is the place I have been dreaming of for a long time. But still the question besets me: how comfortable should a Christian be surrounded by poverty in Tegucigalpa? And, because the world is so interconnected today: how comfortable should a Christian be in Redmond or Kirland?
On the second day of our search for a home Michael Miller ran into his former landlady from his first move to Honduras ten years ago. She told him of a house she was renting near “La Leona” (the park that overlooks Tegucigalpa) for only $350/mo!
This turned out to be a divine appointment for us because we were about to sign contract on a rather dirty place near the dump with tiny, windowless bedrooms that would not be good for my psyche.
Instead we are living in a lovely country house, surrounded by gardens overlooking the city. Two spacious bedrooms, filled with light, two bathrooms, and a little office. There’s also a small kitchen in which you feel like you’re outdoors and an enclosed porch with a beautiful view of the city a sunset. I haven’t even mentioned the two best parts of our new home: my own garden that I can create and manage, and a location that is a short walk to downtown Teguc!
We moved in two nights ago with little more than a bed and a crib for baby. Our first night was rather rough because unbeknownst to us, the cleaning lady had left many unscreened windows open and we spent the night letting uninvited guests into our new home. These guests included a centipede that reared up when Rey attempted to kill it, a huge spider that jumped at me when I was giving Elijah a bath, a cockroach that made Rey do a little dance, geckos that scampered when you turn on a light, and ants and baby spiders trailing everywhere. We spent the night huddled under mosquito nets and I woke up every hour to take care of Elijah who I think sensed our anxiety in the new place.
Luckily, the next day we discovered the opened windows and Raided everything. Since then the only Indiana-Jones style encountered have been dead cockroaches turned upside down (from the Raid) that we found in the morning.
This morning I woke up feeling happy and comfortable in our new home. Bright sunlight poured in the windows and I was created by the smell of calla lilies that Rey found for me the day before. I don’t feel that it is extravagant or too nice for us; this is the place I have been dreaming of for a long time. But still the question besets me: how comfortable should a Christian be surrounded by poverty in Tegucigalpa? And, because the world is so interconnected today: how comfortable should a Christian be in Redmond or Kirland?
1 comment:
Bets (Elise), I loved reading everything because it brought me right back to being with you 3 just a couple of days ago. Thanks for sharing your experiences. My time with you 3 was rich and I came home feeling more alive and healthy. My time with Elijah was more precious than you can ever know. Being a grandma is such a cool thing. I love you all!
Mom
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