Spring Thoughts

Today I walked down to the creek and sat on the culvert for awhile. It is hard to be sad when the sun is shining, the creek is sparkling merrily, and there is green grass hugging the water. It was a generally splendid day and I'm so glad we had it.
This particular day will never come again; it's an interesting thought. Whether the day was good or evil, happy or sad, extraordinary or normal, it can never pass this way again. Which leads me to think, fancifully; if days had souls, and minds to think, how would they feel about the unfair allocating of what kind they happen to be? Some days are stormy, some are sunshiny and clean-washed, some pout, some weep, and some make all nature dance for sheer joy!
Likened to people, in a much broader spectrum, we have one life to live, with our own personality that God gives us. Some people are merry and sparkling, dancing through life with a peculiar joy of their own, brightening everyone they meet, while others are quiet, reflective, slow to speak, dependable, wise and even better, slow to wrath, and yet others are quicksilver, impulsive, often causing wounds in other people by their words, and deeper wounds in themselves by their thoughtlessness, but rarely hold grudges, loving, beautiful people and often are more loved than they realize.
I wish we could all be satisfied with what God gave us for our one life, and be content. There is no end to the bad consequences when we're not. God help us to live life and say at the end, 'life was GOOD' and go to meet death, conquered already for us, and then to our splendid home and Holy God!

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Jo, Melody, myself, and Alex.

"My" Lucky and I
El Arco
Josh, Micah, and Shelton, after a hair
straightening session. :D
Antigua has many little coffeshops; and we
took advantage of that.
At the ocean; it was a blast!
One of the twins. I'm not sure which one.
Shelton and I
Omar, one of the best boys I know.
Our friends, Ana, and Lily. Cousin Jose was
determined to stick in his two cents.
On nice days it was fun to take the babies outside.
Bright girls, bright wall. :)
On the hill opposite the orphanage.
The twins and I.
Marta, our little emotional baby.
Not sure on the occasion, maybe just swapping bits
of news. :) Sebastion, Javier, and Chino

I'm home from my Central American trip; I have been for over two weeks. It's amazing how much life can be packed into a month! So many good times, work, much walking, sightseeing, hiking, chats, sqeezing babies, kissing babies, changing babies diapers, games after supper, beans and rice, rice and beans, snacks, beautiful friends, lovely breezes, warm sun, and Spanish, Spanish, and more Spanish, and then just for a little variety, more Spanish! Such fun. :D
It feels like a hopeless business to even outline, or summarize my month. I'm not going to try. Come visit me and I'll tell you more than you care to hear; you would also see more 'foto's' than I am convinced you would be interested in. There, if you come now, after the pre-warning, I will know you really wanted to.
I am settled in at home now, as best as I can when half my heart is in Guatemala. The only advantage home holds now is family, and "homeness. " I love my home, and I'm glad to be here; but truthfully I want to be in Guatemala with "my" children. But I am not there and so I'm determined to be happy here. ( I could not have my friends there, either, so that is another reason I like home and Michigan pretty well) Spring is right around the corner, and then summer; there are few things prettier than a northern summer!


Here are a few pictures of my time in Mexico.


Mountains in Mexico

My favorite picture of Jo

Melody and Janetta, making concrete


Janetta, me, Alex. We were all very dirty
because of concrete dust. The condition of our
hair was aided by rubbing concrete into it.
Yes, it was hard to wash out!

All photo's courtesy of Melody Brubaker


God is good.
~Lyn