Hi from Houston Airport.
I know myself and a few others in the family have the reputation of being jet-setters, but until today I forgot how much I greatly dislike the experience of getting from point A to B. On the way home from somewhere, it's usually a good processing time to mull over a few months in another country. But today traveling definitely feels like a necessary evil to get to the good stuff -- being there and getting things done. Admittedly I prolonged the experience by giving up a spot on a direct flight for a slightly less direct route and generous voucher. It seemed totally worth it at the time, since I had a long layover and nothing to lose. Three hours later, sleep-deprived and in the middle of turbulence over Denver, (on a totally calm, sunny day.. go figure), I was second guessing that decision....
BUT. All of this just emphasizes how good it feels to be going someplace to get something done. It's been 5 years since I've been to Costa Rica and 7 months since I've been abroad and working on a something big and exciting. It's one of those weird God things how this all came together -- a few years ago my friend Salla (who staffs a YWAM base way out in the boonies of CR) noticed a huge need for information/education on sexual health among young people, and is now essentially writing a sexual ed curriculum. They want to be able to use this in a more formal setting (like schools), but also have it be flexible enough to use in other contexts, and address things like HIV, STDs, birth control, as well as purity, abstinence, and where God comes into play with this stuff. The topics are so up my alley it's ridiculous. I could whine about it not being in Africa, but the fact that it's in a context I'm familiar with already and where I can actually (rustily) speak the language is really, really good.
More from the hot and dusty boonies of Coral de Piedra. Love to you all!
I know myself and a few others in the family have the reputation of being jet-setters, but until today I forgot how much I greatly dislike the experience of getting from point A to B. On the way home from somewhere, it's usually a good processing time to mull over a few months in another country. But today traveling definitely feels like a necessary evil to get to the good stuff -- being there and getting things done. Admittedly I prolonged the experience by giving up a spot on a direct flight for a slightly less direct route and generous voucher. It seemed totally worth it at the time, since I had a long layover and nothing to lose. Three hours later, sleep-deprived and in the middle of turbulence over Denver, (on a totally calm, sunny day.. go figure), I was second guessing that decision....
BUT. All of this just emphasizes how good it feels to be going someplace to get something done. It's been 5 years since I've been to Costa Rica and 7 months since I've been abroad and working on a something big and exciting. It's one of those weird God things how this all came together -- a few years ago my friend Salla (who staffs a YWAM base way out in the boonies of CR) noticed a huge need for information/education on sexual health among young people, and is now essentially writing a sexual ed curriculum. They want to be able to use this in a more formal setting (like schools), but also have it be flexible enough to use in other contexts, and address things like HIV, STDs, birth control, as well as purity, abstinence, and where God comes into play with this stuff. The topics are so up my alley it's ridiculous. I could whine about it not being in Africa, but the fact that it's in a context I'm familiar with already and where I can actually (rustily) speak the language is really, really good.
More from the hot and dusty boonies of Coral de Piedra. Love to you all!
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| With a gigantic grasshopper on the first trip to Costa Rica, in 2005. |
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