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Monday, October 20, 2008

The voice of Darwin

Last week I had the opportunity to share my personal testimony with a group of children at La Carpio. I was so excited to have the chance to share something personal with them. I had a good feeling as they all gathered around to listen to what I was going to say. "This is going to be good," I thought to myself.
That's when I heard it. It was the strangest thing I've experienced since arriving in CR and it caught me off guard. It was the audible voice of Darwin. Of all the audible voices to hear, why would I be hearing that one? Perhaps a better question would be: "Why is Darwin yelling 'Gringo como frijol, Gringo como frijol'."(White man like a bean, White man like a bean.)
Darwin (pronounced: Dar-bean no pun intended) was the 8 year old boy sitting on the floor right in front of me. He thought it was hilarious and it had the potential to really distract everything that was about to be discussed. I asked him if he was really saying what I thought I was hearing. He was and I thanked him for sharing. As it turned out, Darwin was one of the most attentive listeners that day and he participated in the conversation. I pulled him aside later and really bragged on him. I told him I was proud of him and I was impressed with how he changed his attitude and behavior. He had that bashful 'Aw Shucks' look on his face and he had a hard time receiving compliments. It was a cool moment for me and a little sad at the same time.
I'm challenged to reach out to the Darwins in my life. That could have turned out so differently and usually does with me. However, the Lord gave extra patience in that moment and only he knows exactly what Darwin needs and when he needs it. May Darwin come to know Jesus personally at an early age like I did.

1 comment:

Anonymous said...

I am going to share a prayer that I wrote down as I spent time with God the other evenining. In light of your entry I find it quite awesome but you decide for yourself. It may be a bit sad but please let it encourage you because it was just me pouring my heart out to God with praise, thanksgiving,and making my petition known to Him - I believe He is answering. Here was my prayer:
Oh how the sorrow rises up from time to time.
I have given a bit of the most precious part of my soul to the Lord.
Given in obedience, given in reference, given out of love and devotion to my Father.
Oh how the giving brings great tears in its joy.
Oh how I miss the love that they give.
Father, please allow that love to reach another heart that will appreciate the gift.
Brian, I can never say how much I love you
Jennifer, I can never say how much I love you
Jordan, grandpa can never say how much I love you
Trevor, grandpa can never say how much I love you
Sorry for the mush but

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