Thursday, May 25, 2006

I miss you so...

I miss you so,
Seems like it's been forever,
That you've been gone.
Where'd you go?
I miss you so,
Seems like it's been forever,
That you've been gone,
Please come back home...


Two years have come and gone. Today, I hear a song that reminds me of where I have been. I hear this song that makes me stop and think of those we've left. In the quiet of my heart, I know that my home is not on this earth or in this time. I know that someday soon we all will be home together.

(Liz and I are eager to come home this summer. We hope to see you then.)

Monday, May 22, 2006

It is late...

It is late and I have a lot to do. I have to teach tomorrow. I have a Master's class I am in the middle of, with lots of work to do. I have to prepare for a presentation on a class trip I may take next year with 12 students. I have bills to pay. I have a wife to love.

Yet, I am here watching an epic game on my computer. There is no sound. There is no image. I am watching the box score on Yahoo and biting my lip. I guess I am a fanatic. I love the game. I love the Mavs (even when there was only Rolando). Tonight, they just beat their biggest rival, the San Antonio Spurs in San Antonio. There seems that there is nothing else more important to do right now than watch the game in delay-refresh time.

I am now tired. I will do my work manana.

Go Mavs!

Sunday, May 07, 2006

The Group Eleven

Our Colombian family met each other late one night in July two years ago. Most of us arrived in Colombia for the first time that night. Quickly, we would learn how to live in this country and we would be bound together tightly by our experiences. It has been almost two years since we first met and introduced each other. Since then, we have laughed together, cried together, celebrated birthdays together, and experienced a part of life in a way none of us could have imagined.

We are friends. We are family. We are brothers and sisters from many different walks of life who have come together to be a family. We are eleven. We are the Eleven.

There is Gabriel Cuarenta. He was born in Mexico and moved to California with his family during elementary school. He is deaf in one ear, and plays the guitar rather well. He has a great sense of humor and loves the color orange. His last name means 40 in Spanish.

Erin Cuarenta is married to Gabe. She is from California. She met Gabe in under-graduate school for mathematics. She is in charge of the pre-AP math courses at CNG. She loves to dance and talk. Erin and Gabe travel every chance they can. She takes some really great pictures.

There is Sarah Leonard. She is from New Jersey and has a heart of service for Latin America. She is a runner, which Liz immediately joined her in their free time. She is newly married (less than two years). She goes to church with her husband in Chia, north of Bogota.

Then there is Ben Leonard. He has a story. He is American but was essentially raised in Colombia by his mother. He is now a missionary at a church in Chia. Sometimes I take a personal day from work to help him at the mission. He wins at Scrabble most of the time.

Suzanne Collins is from southern California. I call her Suz. She has an infectious laugh which I enjoy hearing. She has coordinated our last two Thanksgivings, and she spent Christmas with Liz and I. She has three cats in her apartment. She is my little sister.

Joy Verbon has lived in Colombia for five years now. She first taught in Medellin and came to Bogota two years ago. She enjoys dancing and has performed in many dance troupes. She recently married her fiance whom she met in Medellin.

Raul Moreno is from Medellin. He is talented with everything musical. He just married Joy in a intimate wedding with his family and the eleven of us. He speaks Spanish mainly, but is learning English. Raul & I communicate in true Spanglish.

Andres Jaramillo is Colombian-American. He grew up in Colombia and served in the U.S. Marine Corp before graduating from UConn. He works at the U.S. Embassy here in Bogota. He met is now fiance in college, and they are marrying this summer in the States.

Kim Hazlin is from Connecticut. She is tall and can almost see eye to eye with me. She loves everything Colombian from music to the language. She teaches in the Primary school of CNG. Her wit is quick and her humor is dry. She can't wait to get married this summer.

Liz & I round out the eleven.

We are brothers and sisters. We compliment each other, and drive each other crazy. We all get together at least once a month to celebrate. We see each other at times in smaller groups both planned and impromptu. We enjoy each other. We joke, we argue, we greet each other with a Latin kiss, and we look out for each other. Life is hard. That is why God gives us families and friends. We are all different. We are all unique. God has brought us together in a unique way. We are one, but we are not the same...We carry each other.

Liz and I wanted you to meet our friends.

Wednesday, May 03, 2006

Friends and Family



It is interesting when you live in another country how your world becomes somewhat insular. At home, we have family, school friends, church friends, family friends, college friends, childhood friends, running friends, etc. All somewhat distinct groups, but still all good friends.
Since we have been in Colombia, our friends are our family away from home. We work with them, eat with them, run with them, play sports with them, travel with them...they are pretty much our whole world. Alan and I have been reflecting on what types of friends we are. We really feel that God has placed us here to be great friends/family to those we have built relationships with, and in so doing hopefully show God's love to them. Do we fail? Every day. Do we keep trying to be good friends and family to them? Every day.

God, I thank you for your grace, patience, and love that continues to sustain us even when we fail at being your loving hands and feet. Thank you for friends, a picture of you here on earth.

Tuesday, May 02, 2006

From Genesis to Revelation




The Bible, an ancient and sacred text, begins its story with creation and a wedding. The Bible also ends with a new creation and a wedding feast. Beautiful bookends begin and end the story of God. Weddings are special. I have always enjoyed weddings and the symbolism that is ingrained within. There are many types of weddings. They range from grandiose to intimate. They can be arranged over a long period of time or held on the whim. Some last forever and some end quickly. Yet God meant for the wedding to show unity, companionship, and fellowship with another and with him.

Liz and I had the pleasure of attending a unique and special wedding, very different from ones we have attended in the States. Two of our friends in Colombia got married this past weekend in a quiet , intimate Spanish wedding. I couldn't help but think how amazing this rite really is and how grateful I am to have Liz. We enjoyed ourselves through the service, dinner, and dancing. It was truly a feast full of fellowship. Above, you can see Joy and her husband Raul who were wed that night. In the other picture you can see a beautiful woman, Liz, hanging on to her man of five and half years.

And God said it was good.