Hungering for Sacrifice

Sometimes I want to post. Sometimes I could care less. But if anyone has been wondering why so much silence, it's because there is too much happening. My journal is basically full, and it has only been two months. I had to go hunting in town for a new one (not quite my fancy, but at least it doesn´t have disney characters on the front). :)

I'm across the mountain now. Dividing time between La Zona and Santa Barbara. Time at the restaurant. Time at the school. Time at the hospital. My days are full...

Yet deep inside, I feel myself growing in new ways, discovering parts of myself I never knew before. And I'm glad for that…

Learning to take sacrifice to a new level.
Learning more perfectly the inexpressible joy of service.
Learning to create stillness and calm regardless of circumstances.

But the more I learn, the more I hunger. For one thing...

To see the sacrifice of my Savior played out in my life.

Because my life is not my own. All to Him I owe.

I love these mountains…

Gavi and Waleska, my friends and roommates :)

René teaching school

Picking delicious organic lettuce

Seedlings

The restaurant, La Canasta de Vida

Mouthwatering…

A batch of cookies I made…

This specialty, called Torta Fria, is absolutely delicious! I had the privileged of making and decorating it this time…

A friend in the cesarean ward

Cleaning off a cute little newborn

One of the nurses, Damaris, who has become a good friend. :)