I had a good week of going 'round-round. I learned how to say, "I am roaming". People are always asking me, "where are you from?" or "where are you going?" So, I tell them I am roaming and learning. They seem to understand.This is my neighborhood where I go walking.
Different houses. I live on Tahama Street which means HOPE. Unfortunately, there is a lot of garbage around. People use plastic bags for everything and they just kind of throw them on the ground. The winds blow them into the bush and they sort of just sit there decorating the place in sad way. The gal with me is Tuleehatu. I don't know how to spell her name. She doesn't speak any English. I went to the market with her. I could only say short phrases like, "I am coming" "I follow you" "I will not buy""yes" "no". It was hard but satisfying knowing that all the listening has to count for something, right?!!This week to encourage myself I pulled out a hoarded, very highly favored, block of Colby cheese from Wisconsin. I don't have many of them. I need to eat them sparingly. But I knew after my week last week I had to pull out the big guns.So, I divided the cheese into 4 chunks. If I did my allotted language time my reward was to get a chunk of cheese for dinner. Apparently, I am motivated by food because I accomplished (and ate) my goal! It was beautiful (sigh). My best friend sent me some Double Stuff Oreo cookies and I am thinking that may have to be my next "encouragement".
This is what my feel look like after walking around in my neighborhood.
Such beauties! Ei!!! It makes me understand more clearly why in Jesus' time washing feet was such a big deal and why only the lowly servants did it.Love you all. Thanks for praying!!
This is what my feel look like after walking around in my neighborhood.Such beauties! Ei!!! It makes me understand more clearly why in Jesus' time washing feet was such a big deal and why only the lowly servants did it.Love you all. Thanks for praying!!