Grace

I have to talk to people. I cannot prepare ahead of time what I am going to say, like I can in Spanish classes at school. What if I say something wrong? What if I don't know what to say?

Hannah, trust Me.

I don't know how to behave here!! What if I say or do something terribly offensive???

Trust Me, My Beloved Hannah.

I have no idea what's going on. Should I make plans with someone to hang out? Or did Tita say that I'm going to go with her to the fiesta? What is going on??

Hannah, wait. Trust Me.

Oh my goodness!!! My computer isn't working!!! What am I going to do?? How will I communicate with America and my professors? How will I do my homework??? I don't want to buy a computer here! But what if I have to??

Dear Hannah, trust Me.

Where do I go to buy water? I'm out of shampoo!! How do I print off my homework?

Trust Me, Hannah.

Where are my clothes??? They were hanging up on the clothes line yesterday... and today they aren't. I don't want to be rude and ask where they are... but I want to know!!!

Hannah, stop. Trust Me.

What on earth is going on tonight? Some friends MIGHT be going out to dinner, so I could find out about that... or I could stay here. Which is better? And what about tomorrow?? Am I supposed to go to that thing, or not??? And if so... HOW DO I GET THERE???

Hannah, Hannah, Hannah, trust Me.

I want my family to like me!! What if they don't?? Should I go downstairs and watch TV with them? Or should I give them their space and stay up here? Do they WANT me to hang out with them? Am I missing cultural cues that are telling me to buzz off???

See those birds, My daughter?

They have no storeroom or barn;

yet I feed them.

And you are much more precious to me than those birds!

Trust in Me!

I am learning. I'm a little bit slow at times, but I am learning, and I find myself completely surrounded by God's grace. Oh, thank You, Jesus!!!