Senor Leon

A few weeks ago, April 7, Senor Leon went to be with the Lord. Senor Leon was a precious, elderly man with numerous health issues that we had been visiting and taking care of for the past 8 months. He has family, but they did not take care of him and for a long time he lived alone, and depended on the kindness of neighbors and begging in the market to survive. We visited him every week, sometimes everyday during the week, and it was a privilege to be a part of his life. The day he died i found out he was in the hospital and I was able to visit with him. We had a good conversation, and when i left i said "hasta luego" (see you later) and he smiled and waved and also said "hasta luego". When i said that i had every expectation of seeing him the next day.... but he died later that night. Death is never easy, especially when it is someone that has been a big part of your life. But i am so thankful that i have the assurance that i will "see him later"!! when we said "hasta luego" it wasn't an empty promise. It is definitely sad for me now, my friend is no longer here.... but he is in a much better place, he is no longer suffering, and best of all he is with Jesus, with our Savior!! And because of Christ i will see him later!!

tired

This is from a friend of mine's blog...... I think she must have meant to write this for me. This is exactly how i feel right now... Thank you ML

"I’m tired. My spirit is fresh, but my body and my mind are exhausted.
My flesh is weak.
Even my heart fails.
My compassion yields.
My sin slaps me.
Satan lies to me.
Poverty crushes me.
Abuse bruises me.
Doubt creeps.
Unbelief gets comfortable.

But Truth does not hide.

You are the strength of my heart.

It’s hard to rebel like Christ.
It’s hard to shun culture.
It’s hard to confront lies.
It’s hard to turn my back on the shiny bits of America that still twinkle in the corners of my mind.

I count them all as loss, all for the sake of my reward.

It’s hard to deny my loves.
It’s hard to turn from the things that consume my heart, good things but not best things.

You are my portion.

It takes zeal to storm the gates.
It takes strength to be on guard.
It takes effort to draw the sword of the Spirit.
It takes trust to walk.
It takes a prayer to get up.
It takes faith to praise for what I have not yet seen.

You are worthy.

Some days I am lustful when real love is beckoning.
Some days discouragement is easier to come by than the faith of Abraham.
Some days I know I could not be the one chosen to advance the kingdom.
Some days I know I would rather just sleep than storm.
Some days I know it is easier to let down my guard.
Some days I know how much more I pursue other lovers.

You are the lover of my soul.

And today I’m just tired.
I am at peace.
I am joyful.
I am content.
And I’m tired.

The kingdom, the power, the glory. Forever "

too tired to write about what happened this week. But it deserves a blog post..... soon.