Coming to Costa Rica is similar to coming home for me. I feel like I am where I am supposed to be, and it is a great, great feeling.
After finally finding Daniel and the team from Ft. Lauderdale outside the airport, the home feeling settled in. I've never really had that feeling in a place so far from my actual home. Its an interesting sensation.
We are working on a parsonage in a village called La Bonita. For those of you that know Spanish, believe it. Translated, bonita means beautiful. I knew we were going to a place with this name, but I didn't fully understand the name until we headed up the windy, steep, mountain road up to the village. The village is surrounded by green mountain views and lush areas of plant and animal life.
The people in La Bonita match the name as well. They are so wonderful and inviting. They don't hesitate to invite you into their lives even though they have never met you and there is a language barrier. Although my Spanish has already gotten better!!
I'm thankful for the opportunity this trip presents for many reasons, but one of those reasons is the fact that I am meeting so many new people. Not only the Costa Ricans in La Bonita and elsewhere, but the teams from the States. We are all here to be the hands and feet and arms and muscles (some sore ones that I didn't even know I had) of Jesus, why not do it together? Its amazing what the love of Christ does for individuals to make up mission groups. Never ceases to amaze :)
I'll write when I can! Goodnight from San Isidro!!
PS. 6 days until my birthday! You love it, I know.
PPS. RAGU!
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