Welp, I've been pretty bad about posting, but oh well! It's been a really good last couple of days.
Thursday was pretty uneventful, I hung out at home, studied my Spanish, and just had some downtime. It was nice, but I can definitely tell that I'm an extrovert during these times. I get grumpy and sad and start to miss home when I'm alone. Then when everyone comes home, I'm happy as a clam because I have someone to talk to! On the days that I'm alone, I work on little things, like updating my schedule, blogging, making shopping lists, and cleaning. I'm going to start running again in the morning since I've become acclimated to the altitude!
Yesterday started off pretty similarly, eating breakfast with a few of the girls, cleaning, and doing my devotions. I had some time just to rest too, which I felt was needed. The devotion I read was about resting, and I guess you could say that I took that to heart ;)
In the afternoon, I went with Sandy's friend Yasmina to one of the villages (I cannot for the life of me remember the name of the village, I want to say Cachimayo but I don't think that's right). Yasmin and her friend do a ministry up there with the village children, and I get to be apart of it every Friday! The bus ride takes about 45 minutes on a good day, then we hop off and into a taxi, and that ride takes about 50 minutes. When we got there, it was FREEZING. As you look around, you can see the snow on the nearby mountains. The air is so clear and quiet. Absolutely gorgeous. The ministry only takes about an hour, we play games, do a bible lesson, and they get a little english lesson, which I get the pleasure of doing.
Before leaving to Peru, one of my prayers was to have my heart broken for these children. Which it definitely was, to see their clothes, their homes, their dirty faces and hands, hurt to see. However, my other prayer was for God to heal my heart in knowing that He is holding them in his hands and caring for them. He answered those prayers too, as I saw their bright smiles, loving embraces, energetic play fights, and their longing to learn and grow in Christ.
On the way down we picked up Yasmina's niece. Yasmina's brother owns a bakery, and she was nice enough to let me pick out something to try. I snagged a piece of bread for the long trip down, which took more like two hours because of rush hour.
We left the house at around 2:15, and got back home around 7:30. It makes for a long afternoon, but it was so worth it to spend time with those kids.
After getting home, I unpacked my things and headed down to the kitchen for some food. I wasn't really feeling like cooking, so I grabbed a bowl of rice and went to go to my weekly Friday FaceTimes. Delia came in while I was talking, and disapproved of me only eating rice for dinner. What a sweetheart, she went into the kitchen, fried me an egg, some potatoes, and made little tomato salad for me.
It really was a lovely day, and I thank God everyday for helping me to overcome my fears of rejection!