The First Few Days

Back in Brazil and it’s a beautiful day. I’m already missing half my closet, and picking the wrong clothes every morning in the air conditioning, only to walk downstairs and realize I should probably go back and pick something that I won’t melt in. Or at least, I should pick something that I look slightly better in while I’m melting. I’m already beginning to think in português. However, I need to learn more words asap so my brain can begin to finish sentences again.

I’m loving being back with my roommates. They’re so sweet and so much fun. It’s been quite hilarious at times trying to figure out how to communicate certain things, but I’m loving every moment. It’s like having instant sisters… except for that whole communication thing…. but other than a lot of repeating and “what?” we manage rather well.

I haven’t done much yet. I’ve peeled potatoes and washed dishes. I’m learning the art of hand washing again, and figuring out how the world works here. I still haven’t mastered the art of not melting or wanting to pass out every afternoon when it’s the hottest point of the day.

At church, I’m doing quite well at losing any pride and encouraging others into humbleness too since I only understand what they’re saying if they speak slowly enough to sound slightly addled in the head, or as though they are speaking to some one much less than brilliant. It’s a beautiful thing.

And, as well, I’ve been hanging out with this amazing guy I know. Anyone else feel like they’re living in a dream every day? I have known my entire life that God is good, but now, I’m learning to trust Him in a whole new way. It’s crazy and scary and beautiful and I wouldn’t trade it for anything.

The Amazon Theater

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