Worship in unlikely places…

I have no picture to share, so you’ll just have to let my words paint one for you.

Today was a really hot day here in San Juan del Sur.  Even when you are sitting still the sweat just pours out.  The town has also been out of water for a few days, so everyone is just a bit grubby.  Lots of people bring their chairs outside and sit in front of their homes because it is cooler outside than in.  My friend has a bad kidney infection and wasn’t up to sitting outside when we visited.  So we sat and sweat together in her kitchen.  She shared about all of her medicines and of an expensive test she needs to get when she can some how save the equivalent of $300 US.  I respond a little but mostly just listen.  There are many things about poverty that are “hard” and I think health care must rank really high on that list.  Mayra shares a piece of cardboard from her table.  Printed on the card is Psalm 91.

Psalm 91

Those who live in the shelter of the Most High
will find rest in the shadow of the Almighty.
This I declare about the Lord:
He alone is my refuge, my place of safety;
he is my God, and I trust him.
For he will rescue you from every trap
and protect you from deadly disease.
He will cover you with his feathers.
He will shelter you with his wings.
His faithful promises are your armor and protection.
Do not be afraid of the terrors of the night,
nor the arrow that flies in the day.
Do not dread the disease that stalks in darkness,
nor the disaster that strikes at midday.
Though a thousand fall at your side,
though ten thousand are dying around you,
these evils will not touch you.
Just open your eyes,
and see how the wicked are punished.

If you make the Lord your refuge,
if you make the Most High your shelter,
10 no evil will conquer you;
no plague will come near your home.
11 For he will order his angels
to protect you wherever you go.
12 They will hold you up with their hands
so you won’t even hurt your foot on a stone.
13 You will trample upon lions and cobras;
you will crush fierce lions and serpents under your feet!

14 The Lord says, “I will rescue those who love me.
I will protect those who trust in my name.
15 When they call on me, I will answer;
I will be with them in trouble.
I will rescue and honor them.
16 I will reward them with a long life
and give them my salvation.”

I silently read the Spanish words from her card – I am familiar with this verse, and don’t struggle with the language – and I am grateful.  As I read, I pray over my friend.  Closing my prayer by asking God to be tangibly near to her this afternoon.  I don’t have the right Spanish words to share this with her, but as I look into her eyes, I thinks she already knows.

After a time I head out.  I buy a pineapple from the back of a man’s truck.  Some how it looks refreshing.  I head down to the library to check in and see if I’m needed for anything. I help a couple of girls with a school project and find a few things for the librarians.  I organized the closet a month ago and now no one can find anything! So, I do a lot of getting things for folks so they can do their various projects.  I promise you, the closet makes perfect sense to me! Ha!

Miranda is playing with friends out front so I go to watch.  The library has beautiful benches out front and there was a breeze, so I sit down to enjoy both.  From here, I can watch the boys play futball, and the girls play tag.  Pretty soon one of my favorite little girls comes and sits next to me.  It is true, I have many favorites, but Roxy, well, she is for sure one of them.  Roxy takes my hand and begins to tell me many things.  Sadly, I find my mind too tired to listen & understand her beautiful Spanish words.  She doesn’t seem to notice or mind and keeps on talking.

After a while, I get called back in to the library to find something else, and when I return, Roxy asks me if she can play with my hair.  Of coarse, I say Yes! I sit back down on the bench and she stands up on it behind me.  My hair is really dirty and sweaty – 4 days with out water dirty, but she finger combs a way.  It feels really great! As Roxy styles away, she talks to herself and sings little songs softly.  It is so sweet and so peaceful.  I close my eyes, and really relax.  She begins to braid, and I love the feeling of the little tugging on my hair.  She is quiet for a minute and then begins to sing again – “Abre mis ojos of Cristo, Abre mis ojos Senor….(Open the eyes of my heart Lord, Open the eyes of my heart…)”.  Roxy had come to Christian Surfers Church with us on Sunday, and we had sung this song.  Hearing her sweet little voice sing it softly today brought me such joy and so much of His peace.  She continued to braid and softly sing, and I still with my eyes closed, listened in to each one of her precious words.  “Derrama hoy Tu poder – Sobre Tu Pueble Padre Santo…(Pour out your power and love – As we sing holy, holy, holy)”

And then, we sang together – right there on the library bench.  “Santo, Santo, Santo – Santo, Santo, Santo – Santo, Santo, Santo, Yo quiero verte (Holy, Holy, Holy – Holy, Holy, Holy, – Holy, Holy, Holy, I wantYou.”) Roxy giggled at first when I joined her in singing.  Then she sat down next to me, held my hand and sang a little louder.

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