So, maybe I am just crazy!

My intentions were only to blog once weekly or so, but as I am finding out, I would forget all the details of certain events, therefore, I am blogging more frequently than I thought, which is not necessarily a bad thing...and I will end my run on sentence.

Yesterday was my first day of Spanish classes and I already and already am so excited, though I accidentally used the word for being sexually excited in trying to express that thought to my teacher, nonetheless very excited at the opportunity to study Spanish and be part of this culture for the next few months as God opens up more of his grandness in a new form of people, communication, natural beauty, and much much more.

One of the things my teacher, maestra in español, pointed out to me yesterday was that the word or name Lucas has double significance in Guatemala. Not only is it used for a name, it also serves purpose to describe someone as Crazy! And very fittingly so, I do my best to uphold the reputation for the term lucas.

I have received several invitations as I meander through the streets of the villages here. Tomorrow morning I will join my host family at their church for what I perceive to be a very traditional experience here in Central America. The conversations at the dinner table continue to improve as well as being a very good means of entertainment for them. I have to say Adriana, the youngest of the four children, is an absolutely adorable 7 year old. Alejandra is the oldest child at 16, followed by Rodolfo Jr. and Jose, ages somewhere between 16 and 7...my memory fails me temporarily. My grandmother crocheted several crochet balls for me to bring with me, and Rodolfo, Jose, and Adriana have enjoyed playing with them around the house.

I was also invited to go atop one of the mountains with a local while I was in the park for some time of silence. He lived nearby and pointed up to a stand up on the mountain and from what I could understand of his spanish, he was saying that the view overlooking the city was muy bonita, or very beautiful. So, in my poor understanding and communication of spanish, I think I am scheduled for a trip up the mountain next Saturday.

Then tonight after I joined Rodolfo, the father of my host fam, at church for the celebration and procession for the upcoming days leading to Easter, there was a basketball game across the way and I went over and observed the Guatemalans playing a game. It was a league match and a local later came up to me and asked if I played...and I said I played a lil bit and so I think I am registered to play in their league match next Saturday...again, if my poor understanding of Spanish is correcto. But it is exciting and it is conversations with the locals that I know will improve my ability to communicate in this new tongue. So next Sabado I will lace up the ole sneakers again and join my new friends in an all too familiar game, and it should be fun playing on their outdoor surface in the midst of the community. I am also glad I found a pair of Jordan basketball shoes at the market today, for an equivalent of 8 or 9 dollars...I guess bball shoes are not a big priority here ;)

So all continues well as the beginning of this new beginning has begun. I must say it is very humbling returning to a child like state, but it does help to refresh and see life through a pure lens...and maybe the lasik has something to do with that as well, wow, they lasered my eyes and now I can see.

I have but a minute to end this entry and post it as my time at this internet cafe nears end. It is crunch time...I have to go. My love, my thoughts, my prayers, my request for yours.