Saturdays here in Honduras are a great thing. For the inturns Saturday means our day off. On a normal saturday we sleep in to the late hour of 8:30, eat breakfast, and then head up to the barns to go horseback riding. The first time that I experienced horseback riding was two weeks ago when we the inturns went for the first time. The horse I ride is named Tortuga (turtle), and he is well named. It is not that he is incapable of running it is that he chooses not to. I feel that me and Tortuga have very similar personalities. Tortuga lives life at a slower pace than most. Just because those around him are going at a fast pace does not make him feel like he needs to live his life at that same pace. Also he does not follow others easily. When he sees a short cut, or an easier way to do things, he will take that path instead of following his peers. This is how I try to live my life also, which is why I think Tortuga and I get along well. This past saturday after riding horses, we went up to the refuge and played kickball with the kids. All I have to say about that is we are not beyond beating a bunch of elementry school kids, and that Amy nearly killed a girl with the ball. Afterwords on a typical saturday we head back down to our house and relax for the rest of the day. Our house has many hammocks on the wrap around porch, which make a great place to lay out and read a book for the afternoon. For dinner we either eat at the house, or will go to San Marcos and eat at one of the local restraunts.
This past saturday night I had one of the most surreal experiences of my life. In Honduras It gets dark outside at 6:30, however, the moon does not rise until 9:00. This past saturday was one of the first cloudless nights we have had since we have been here. With the absence of city lights and without any light from the moon, I was able to see more stars than I have seen in my life. I sat outside for about an hour and a half in awe of what I was seeing. I cannot describe in words what it was like seeing so many stars.
And yes I am growing a b(n)eard.
David
3 comments:
David is so right about the stars on Saturday night! It is impossible to adequately describe how beautiful the sky was. We could see more stars than I thought possible. It was like stepping into a planetarium. No wonder King David wrote in Psalm 8, ¨When I consider the heavens, the work of thy fingers,...what is man that you are mindful of him, the son of man, that you visit him?¨ Our God is AMAZING.
(that last comment was from Haley)
I had the same experience right at the same place. Now you know what the sky looked like for your great-grandfather. Enjoy things like that and let us hear about it.
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