Bugs, People, and LOTS of H2O

So I have officially made it to Belize. This country is like paradise. No rich people, no poor people....just people. Nobody cares what car you drive or the clothes you have on. That you wear clothes is vital.

We are approximately 200 paces away from the ocean. It is a nice color bluish-green. I can faintly hear it when I go to bed. The food is incredible. Lots of rice and beans. Mangoes are from My Father above. It's like sipping on a juice box.

I think the part that I am most excited about is how well I fit in with the people. I am in a group of very melanin-less people. So of course I stick out. But here in Belize, I fit in and they stick out. I am pretty psyched about that!!! I was the only one the customs and migration guys flirted with. They kept saying, "Ooh! Are you sure you are not Belizian--You fit in so well here!" I was honored. And just thought, "Well i'nt that just precious!"

I am becoming acclamated to the bugs. They are quite large and disturbing at night. We have had several occurances with spiders and last night with cockroaches. I am just asking my Savior to shield the bed where I lay my head. He has done that so far.

I went to a Catholic church yesterday for Easter. It was the liturgy from regular services (as far as I know) and music from the 70's--all synthesizer. I was amazed at how simple it was and yet worshipful. Lights, camera, and action aren't necessary when it comes to Jesus I suppose.

Our group was painting a pre-school today and we heard clapping and singing from across the way. Of course I had to go figure out what was going on. They said that it was a catholic workshop. I peeked into a window and someone saw me and invited me in. When I entered, I was warmly greeted and figured out it was NOT just Catholicism being practiced. It was a Charismatic service if I've ever seen one. Jesus shows them to me often and I think that is so cool. Hearing people of different languages start speaking in tongues just gives me chills! It is the most beautiful and awe-inspiring occurance I think. There was a nun playing guitar. Only 3 chords maybe 4. 60 people in a 4-5th grade classroom. It doesn't take much when you are willing to "Turn your eyes to the hills...".

I am eager to start talking with natives and seeing their country from their eyes. I am an official tourist of Belize, but I want to be a temporary citizen if that's possible. I would LOVE to talk to a Creole while they loc my hair. That would make my trip. I have heard there are a few people here who have that as their business. My goal is to find one.

But as for now, I will enjoy my 3rd 32-oz bottle of water next to the ocean.

My fellow Americans, it has been real. Peace out G's!

JLP