When the kids and I arrived at the park area this morning,
there was a mom and daughter sitting on the corner wooden bench. The mom was busy helping her daughter put on roller
skating gear, and I started to push Cora and Jairus on the swings.
Quite surprisingly, the woman came over and said she had a
question to ask me. I had no idea what
was coming, but I guessed it might be related to something in the city. I was taken aback when I realized she was asking
me to teach her daughter English! I gave
her my information and believe I said perhaps we could start at the beginning of
September (next week!!!). Lol.
When I think about this without rampaging thoughts of
craziness or inadequacy, this could be an answer to prayer. This could in fact be a great opportunity to
get involved in the community, which in effect gives me a little more clear
answer as to how I should spend some of my time (after being with the
kids). Also because I’m an American (who
speaks English J),
I have been given a possibly opportunity to share lives with a Spanish
family.
All of this to say, I don’t know what God has in store. I do know that if He wants me to do this, my
dependency will be pushed in even greater measure towards Him. Not only would I be speaking with the mother
frequently in Spanish I’m sure, but I would be teaching someone English for the
first time.
Jesus is bigger than me, and He promises that His strength
is made perfect in our weakness.
Lord, as You wish.
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