with all the things that have been happening in our lives for the past few weeks, I might actually be most excited about the pomegranate that I (kyle) just ate. I'm not sure how I missed out on these heavenly fruits back in the states. maybe I didn't know about them or just didn't look on the right aisle, but i would encourage anyone who is reading this to stop, leave your computer, find the nearest fruit stand or grocery store, purchase a half dozen pomegranates, come back to the computer and finish reading the blog while enjoying this incredible fruit. Go!!...ok, so hopefully you have a pomegranate by now, but if not, make sure that you find one soon. i can't get over how much i enjoy this fruit now. it looks like a normal fruit,
similar to an orange or an apple in shape. but once you open
the outer layer, you don't just find one piece of fruit like a banana or even a few pieces like an orange, but you find hundreds of little tasty treats (called arils) just waiting to be consumed by an appreciative mouth. the color of the aril is bright red (looks to good to be true) , the taste is so sweet and yet, it is quite healthy. ok, enough about pomegranates. but seriously, it will enrich your life.(transition into what we've been doing)...
Lynea has been doing an incredible job with with the 3rd and 4th grade. and i'm not just saying that because she's my wife. i've been down to see her in the classroom a few times, and the kids absolutely adore her. they are like little sponges, excited to learn and soak up everything that she presents. the only thing the kids get in trouble for is getting out of their seats while raising their
hand because they are so desperate to answer the question. they make little noises...oooh oooh oooh, me me me, aaah aaah aaa
h. if only we could all maintain that excitement and desire for learning throughout our lifetime. as for me, i've been teaching some middle school classes and coordinating events for the exchange program. i've been able to visit 2 orphanages in the past couple weeks (a boys one and a girls one) with some of the exchange students from the Netherlands.
everytime i visit a place like that, i find myself remembering my first experience with an orphanage in honduras when i was 19. it changed my life forever. it's the reason that i began traveling, the reason i married the girl that i married (because we have a heart for the same things) and the reason that we came here. i know it might sound absurd that i would attribute
my life now to a 2-week trip i took 5 years ago, but it was during that trip that i began to think more deeply about my life. and it was all because of the kids. out of all the huge and catastrophic things that are going on in life, maybe the most profound thing we can do is spend time with children, who don't seem to be worried about the election or global warming or the next paycheck. sure, some can be quite selfish and bratty, but what i saw in honduras the first time and what i've seen at the 2 orphanages and even in my classes since i've been here is beautiful. i'm not saying that everyone must go to a different country or to a foster home or an orphanage in order to solve your problems or
experience true joy. but maybe we all should consider what it means to become like a child. they seem more worried about who's it during tag than if they'll have a meal on the table at night. and even though these kids that i hung out with the past couple of weeks initially appear to have less than me (seeing that there's 32 of them in each home that's only slightly bigger than the one the 2 of us stay at), i think they actually have more of what really counts. some are there because of the tsunami that wiped out their home. some are their because their parents died or couldn't take care of them. and yet you would think by their smiles and laughter that nothing had ever happened. so may we all be more care-free, laughing and smiling more often. may we gain a deeper sense of trust in God, finding fulfillment in the simple things in life. and may we understand even better what it means to become like a child and see with our new kingdom eyes.
i just heard lynea say buuuurrrrr, and so i took the cue and put another blanket over her. she's in bed not feeling so well. she threw up last night, and i must say that it was pretty good for a girl.haha. we're getting along fine and i'm learning how to be a better, more nurturing husband (i know that nurturing is motherly word, but she is sick and i feel that i'm giving her that type of love). we don't really have a given set of responsibilities so far. we trade off and switch it up often. i usually make breakfast and she usually makes dinner. though this could be switched depending on the day. i did the shopping at the open air market today, though she's better at it. we like to do most things together, seeing that we haven't even been married for 3 months (feels like 10 years...in a good way). we have 2 bathrooms, one we use for the toilet (bec
ause the shower head points directly on the toilet seat) and one we use for showering (imagine a shower head placed randomly in your kitchen and turned on without a shower curtain...ya, everything gets soaked including the other toilet that we use for decoration). but, although we have 2 bathrooms, we only have one bar of soap we share. sometimes we realize that the bar of soap is in the other bathroom after we're soaking wet, trying to share the hot water that doesn't last too long. no need to be worried, though. this is one marital crisis that can be solved by a quick game of rock, paper, scissors (the loser has to run out of the warm, steam-filled bathroom to the other freezing cold one, retrieve the soap and come back). come to think of it, a lot of things in life could be solved by a quick series of rock, paper, scissors. or maybe we should just
buy another bar of soap. on that strange note (i'm trying to be somewhat open about our lives without going over the top), thanks for reading our update and being a part of our lives. thanks for all of your prayers. pray that lynea gets well soon! we love you.
kyle and lynea
