Great news! My laptop (with our vacation pictures easily accessible on it) is back from a long trip to the computer doctor, and I am ready to get back on the vacation-blogging wagon. We left off way back in January with Day 10 or if you prefer to see all the posts from our trip laid out, you can see them here.
Our third morning at Hostel Esperanza we finally took advantage of the free breakfast. It was very nice to enjoy a typical Nicaraguan breakfast in the cafe and not have to hike hungry up to the market, and Torre even got his own little plate with fruit and an egg. Fueled for the day, we decided to try and hike up to the Christ statue we’d been looking up at for three days.
Easier said than done. We walked to the edge of town and crossed a suspension bridge over a muddy river draining into the ocean. We found ourselves hiking along an unpaved highway, then we came to a neighbourhood of big, beautiful homes and several mansions under construction. The steeper the road got, the more epic the houses became, and eventually we realized we must have missed a turn.
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If you’re new here, you may not be familiar with three things thursday – but it’s been a year and a half since the last installment, so maybe no one remembers it much anyways. No worries! These posts are just an excuse for me to write about something in groups of 3.
So without further ado – here are three things my toddler is teaching me about God
It dawned on me the other day why God responds to prayers grounded in faith, not eloquence. This is because Torre is in a particularly charming stage of exploding vocabulary and will. He is able to verbalize his wants and insist that they be fulfilled. “Mama, over there!”
“Daddy, open the door!”
In Luke 11, after teaching his disciples to pray, Jesus says, “What father among you, if his son asks for a fish, will instead of a fish give him a serpent; or if he asks for an egg, will give him a scorpion? If you then, who are evil, know how to give good gifts to your children, how much more will the heavenly Father give the Holy Spirit to those who ask him!”
I don’t give Torre what he asks for (when it’s possible and wise to do so) because he is eloquent or “deserving” or because he builds a good case, and as much as I love Torre and want to give him everything that will help him thrive and mature and enjoy life, God is infinitely more willing and capable of doing the same for me.
Our church is offering a marriage prep course this month, and I am so excited to be a part of it! Matt and I went through the course with engaged friends of ours last year, and it was fun to re-live our pre-marital counselling and compare our married selves with our engaged selves, fun to spend time together with another couple, and so fruitful to revisit the topics and invest in our marriage.
I met up with a married friend recently and was raving about how great this course is and the topics I’m thinking about. I want to have helpful things to say, but it’s hard when I know that great advice simply doesn’t teach as well as experience. I want to share so much of what I’ve learned over 5 years of marriage about the disguises that selfishness wears, the importance of adjusting expectations in different seasons, the safety net of close friends you can confide in or vent to.
But I also know that I am far from perfect, and my marriage has many ways to grow yet. My friend and I were talking about the inevitability of challenges in marriage, the impossibility of two imperfect people seamlessly forming a perfect life together, but how the challenges are hard to articulate; they go beyond trust, respect and communication to something primal and irrepressible.