Jesus, gracias por ampollos en mis manos, comida en mi estomago...
This week I did not go to Jason and Sarah's like we had planned. Instead, we decided that it would be more beneficial for me to stay with Larry and Allison for the last month. I will, however, go up to Jason and Sarah's for a week soon enough. Also, I will spend most of next week in house across the road by myself. It will be Four Days of Solitude and I will build a fire and draw pictures and cook food and sleep. The most important part is that I will get to be really alone with God with absolutely no other responsibilities. I'm sure he's got something to say to me that I can't hear with all this other stuff flying around in my head. I think he's going to offer me some peace, and I'm excited about it.
Little Bird, as I have come to call him, is doing just fine. He is a boy, his yellow tail feathers are coming in. He is growing a lot and seems to be healthy! A lot of the things that were weak about him when Alfredo found him were most likely just because he is a baby, not because of the at least 40 foot drop he survived.
There is only a month for me left here in Honduras, and it's going to be a good one.
...y la habilidad de hablar contigo en cualquier momento. Y tambien, gracias por el espiritu y oraciones cuando yo no se lo que debo decir.
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