Corri!

So today I sprinted.

That's not really something noteworthy until you consider the fact that its been almost 9 weeks since I was able to run. My ankle had started to get much better over the past week and I started kind of jogging 4 days ago. It's incredible. On an obscurely related note, its been impressive how much my Spanish has improved since returning from language school. Whereas before I could not even participate in a conversation, now I can understand a lot of what people say and respond halfway intelligently. But...I'm actually trying to have a conversation in Spanish right now with a guy and I realize I speak like I'm seven. But at least I'm speaking.

So all that was to say that God's been good. He's answered prayer. I asked some people so specifically pray for the ankle and lo and behold what happened. I also have been telling people to pray for the language barrier. It impressed me how fast I picked up what I was learning in language school. So really all that was to say thank you for the prayers. I know a lot of you have taken a few minutes to talk about me with God. It's helped in a practical way. I really do appreciate it in more ways than just being able to run. It's helped me further understand what it is to say God is good.

Story of the week: We have a garden at the home that has a tree with edible leaves. I was, uh, peer pressured into eating a leaf straight off the tree. Its a well known rule of thumb here that all fruits should be washed by a disinfectant to kill the maladies on the outside. I figured that didn't apply to edible leaves. Wrong. I got parasites. In my intestines. I had the skitters. It only lasted a day, but it was an epic day. Now that it's all over, I'm still kind of glad I did it. I liked the leaf, it tasted like zesty lettuce.