Sitting at the kitchen table waiting to go to town with
Alyssa, my roommate. She is Skyping her professor.
April 5, 2012 4:57PM
No coffee (yet) :) I have a pot ready to be brewed when I get back.
I tried to get a bank account at the Banco Popular and they wouldnt give me one unless I had a Dominican with me and my US bank statement. Seriously? None of the girls remember this game. Not too sure why I am being played this way. Whatever. I had Elissa and she speaks Spanish very well. I told them I didn’t have US account. I don’t want them linking the two. They were saying they could do something that appears to be linking the accounts, so I can access money. I was like, “no way”. Then, all of a sudden this bullcrap about needing a Dominican with me came into play. I asked them to just cash my school check and said forget it. I’ll try again later. I wasn’t in the mood that day.
We just got back from Cabarete. It is a town that is NE of here. I've spent the last few days in serious reflection. I am going to say it outloud bc it will make it much more real. Months ago Nay and Luke showed an interest in human trafficking. Then, I move here and I met Elissa. She is passionate about it and is waiting on God to tell her to stay in the Dr or go home. Too many voices quench the Spirit in us. I told her that from now on not to take "advice" from people that don’t seek God first. If they don’t seek God, then they are giving you their take on things. She doesn’t need a worldly view on anything. We have expressed in a round about way what God is saying, but told her to just seek Him. She does already, so there must be a purpose in what He is doing.
So, I am pretty sure that that is the path He is sending us. Luke and Nay aren’t even living here yet and I am talking about why He moved/is moving all of us here. I don’t have a passion for this and never have, let's be honest. It keeps coming up everywhere. I think about it all the time. More or less, in prayer when I talk with Big Papa asking for Him to prepare me. Us. The government. Just all of it. I've asked God to go a different path. I knew what He was doing was going to be BIG. Remember, I asked Him to keep it small b/c I wouldnt be capable of big?? He moved my butt out of the United States in 5 weeks flat. It was going to be BIG. I don’t think this will be anytime soon. It is wise of Him (OF COURSE) to have me (us) teach at the Christian School. We can learn Spanish quickly with the kids. My kids have taught me so much already. It isn't as intimidating b/c they are kids. :) I don’t have the passion for teaching like I use to have...He is slowly taking that away. I’ve known for a while now I wouldn't be teaching for long. I surrendered that first back in August. Maybe another year or two is what I feel as we learn and get educated on this trafficking. I dont know. So, we were watching the sunrise one morning and saw this man on the beach. As he walked with this little girl about the age of 8-9, he kept pushing her on her back to walk faster. He didn't act like a father or a grandfather. No actions/body language resembled a relationship. I smiled at him first and he gave me no expression back, instead looked down again. I smiled at her behind him and she didn’t smile either. Obviously, this is odd for a little girl. Little girls love older girls. I am a very attractive female-- for neither one to smile is not common unless something is wrong. As they got to the end of the beach's shore, they walked back. I took a picture with my friends in the pic. My friend spoke to him in Spanish and asked if he knew where we could get breakfast. His body language was closed off. He kept looking down, didn’t turn his whole body, and tried to ignore her. She asked where he was from b/c he didn’t seem fluent in the language, He said Canada. We dont know if that is truth, but that is what he said. He told us in Spanish there were plenty of restaurants to eat at and walked away. I don’t remember his eye color. He was about 5'10. We woke up the next day to watch the sunrise again and we saw him with another Dominican female; this time she was older (35?), but no little girl. It was about 6AM again. We said good morning. He mumbled it back b/c he recognized us. She didnt smile at me either when I tried. He spoke to this lady after they passed by, he seemed friendlier to her than the little one. As I watched them pass by the first time, I felt sick. Loss of innocence. Something that you didnt know and would rather not. You can’t go back when you see that. You can’t be the same. The world is worse than I thought. I remember when I went to Honduras the first time and I cried hysterically back in my hotel room the second night b/c I could NOT believe that there are people living in such deplorable conditions. I couldn’t fathom anyone seeing anything that was of Christ in such a corrupt country where we saw men hitting their wives in public, a dead body on the side of the road, and incest and rape is a culture norm. It literally broke my heart that night. I crawled into God's hands in my bed and laid my head on his massive chest asking for relief from an overwhelming cry-- where I could not catch my breath in hysterics (my roommate was not there, thankfully!!) I felt that punch in my gut this morning seeing that little girl. We could be wrong. He could be a relative. God told me he wasn’t. So, I took that picture and prayed. I prayed this morning for what God wanted me to do with it. I googled and found a site that had a man that looked similar to him on the US Marshall's top 10 men. It was the G8 site that is made up of 8 countries that meets for a summit every so often on worldly issues. Canada and the US are in it. The exact page I clicked was child trafficking and brought me to a US Marshall's page for an email. I sent off the pic and details. I am not an investigator. I wont pretend to be. That is their job. They can do as they please. So, the Marshall guy emailed me back and we are in contact.
Sorry to end this here :) I will finish later, Alyssa is off the computer and we have to leave. Love you guys.
April 5, 2012 4:57PM
No coffee (yet) :) I have a pot ready to be brewed when I get back.
I tried to get a bank account at the Banco Popular and they wouldnt give me one unless I had a Dominican with me and my US bank statement. Seriously? None of the girls remember this game. Not too sure why I am being played this way. Whatever. I had Elissa and she speaks Spanish very well. I told them I didn’t have US account. I don’t want them linking the two. They were saying they could do something that appears to be linking the accounts, so I can access money. I was like, “no way”. Then, all of a sudden this bullcrap about needing a Dominican with me came into play. I asked them to just cash my school check and said forget it. I’ll try again later. I wasn’t in the mood that day.
We just got back from Cabarete. It is a town that is NE of here. I've spent the last few days in serious reflection. I am going to say it outloud bc it will make it much more real. Months ago Nay and Luke showed an interest in human trafficking. Then, I move here and I met Elissa. She is passionate about it and is waiting on God to tell her to stay in the Dr or go home. Too many voices quench the Spirit in us. I told her that from now on not to take "advice" from people that don’t seek God first. If they don’t seek God, then they are giving you their take on things. She doesn’t need a worldly view on anything. We have expressed in a round about way what God is saying, but told her to just seek Him. She does already, so there must be a purpose in what He is doing.
So, I am pretty sure that that is the path He is sending us. Luke and Nay aren’t even living here yet and I am talking about why He moved/is moving all of us here. I don’t have a passion for this and never have, let's be honest. It keeps coming up everywhere. I think about it all the time. More or less, in prayer when I talk with Big Papa asking for Him to prepare me. Us. The government. Just all of it. I've asked God to go a different path. I knew what He was doing was going to be BIG. Remember, I asked Him to keep it small b/c I wouldnt be capable of big?? He moved my butt out of the United States in 5 weeks flat. It was going to be BIG. I don’t think this will be anytime soon. It is wise of Him (OF COURSE) to have me (us) teach at the Christian School. We can learn Spanish quickly with the kids. My kids have taught me so much already. It isn't as intimidating b/c they are kids. :) I don’t have the passion for teaching like I use to have...He is slowly taking that away. I’ve known for a while now I wouldn't be teaching for long. I surrendered that first back in August. Maybe another year or two is what I feel as we learn and get educated on this trafficking. I dont know. So, we were watching the sunrise one morning and saw this man on the beach. As he walked with this little girl about the age of 8-9, he kept pushing her on her back to walk faster. He didn't act like a father or a grandfather. No actions/body language resembled a relationship. I smiled at him first and he gave me no expression back, instead looked down again. I smiled at her behind him and she didn’t smile either. Obviously, this is odd for a little girl. Little girls love older girls. I am a very attractive female-- for neither one to smile is not common unless something is wrong. As they got to the end of the beach's shore, they walked back. I took a picture with my friends in the pic. My friend spoke to him in Spanish and asked if he knew where we could get breakfast. His body language was closed off. He kept looking down, didn’t turn his whole body, and tried to ignore her. She asked where he was from b/c he didn’t seem fluent in the language, He said Canada. We dont know if that is truth, but that is what he said. He told us in Spanish there were plenty of restaurants to eat at and walked away. I don’t remember his eye color. He was about 5'10. We woke up the next day to watch the sunrise again and we saw him with another Dominican female; this time she was older (35?), but no little girl. It was about 6AM again. We said good morning. He mumbled it back b/c he recognized us. She didnt smile at me either when I tried. He spoke to this lady after they passed by, he seemed friendlier to her than the little one. As I watched them pass by the first time, I felt sick. Loss of innocence. Something that you didnt know and would rather not. You can’t go back when you see that. You can’t be the same. The world is worse than I thought. I remember when I went to Honduras the first time and I cried hysterically back in my hotel room the second night b/c I could NOT believe that there are people living in such deplorable conditions. I couldn’t fathom anyone seeing anything that was of Christ in such a corrupt country where we saw men hitting their wives in public, a dead body on the side of the road, and incest and rape is a culture norm. It literally broke my heart that night. I crawled into God's hands in my bed and laid my head on his massive chest asking for relief from an overwhelming cry-- where I could not catch my breath in hysterics (my roommate was not there, thankfully!!) I felt that punch in my gut this morning seeing that little girl. We could be wrong. He could be a relative. God told me he wasn’t. So, I took that picture and prayed. I prayed this morning for what God wanted me to do with it. I googled and found a site that had a man that looked similar to him on the US Marshall's top 10 men. It was the G8 site that is made up of 8 countries that meets for a summit every so often on worldly issues. Canada and the US are in it. The exact page I clicked was child trafficking and brought me to a US Marshall's page for an email. I sent off the pic and details. I am not an investigator. I wont pretend to be. That is their job. They can do as they please. So, the Marshall guy emailed me back and we are in contact.
Sorry to end this here :) I will finish later, Alyssa is off the computer and we have to leave. Love you guys.
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