What are you most afraid of?

Two weeks ago  during a Sunday night dinner, I asked our kids a question: “What are you most afraid of tomorrow?”

Sam- “That they will laugh at me!” Tears welt in his eyes.

Gabriel- “That they will teach me dirty words in Spanish!”

Cecilia, she had a simple answer that summed the whole situation up in one word - “SCHOOL!”

I looked at Sam and said “Well Sam, the thing is they will laugh at you.” All three of the kids were shocked with my response, they expected a soothing reply!  “You know why? Because you will say something funny! It's ok, you are learning, and at times what you say will be funny, and they will laugh!”  Then we re-told the story of how the young girl in our neighborhood who is learning English was kicking pine-cones and when Cecilia asked what she was doing she responded “Nothing, just kicking pineapples!!”  What?  “pineapples??” Oh… pineapples and pinecones in Spanish are both PINA!  So pineapple made perfect sense in her Spanish speaking head… and no sense to our English ears!  We laughed… It was funny! “They will laugh , it will be funny!”

Next I said, “Gabriel they will teach you dirty words!” Again, he too gave me a shocked look! And I asked him “how many dirty words do you know in English?”  He smiled and said “probably all of them.”  “Really son, what is the difference? You get to make the right choice and not use them in Spanish too!”  With an understanding grin on his face he smirked out a “true!!”

And then, “Cecilia… we are all afraid of school!  It is a scary thing!”

The dinner conversation ended with an understanding that each of their fears were valid, and that in the end they would be ok!

 Our kids have been in the Guatemalan school system for just two weeks now.  I am taken back each day as the kids get home from school. One day it was because after Samuel and I spent a lot of time translating his math work sheet, realizing the literal Google translation was no help in understanding the concepts, we then asked 3 other people who know more Spanish than we do, only to find out the worksheet was asking my 10 year old to count by 2’s, 4’s, 5’s, and so on!!! Are you kidding me… all that to count by 2’s??  Although it was a math work sheet it was more valuable as a Spanish lesson!   On another day I laid with Cecilia as she was going to bed.  She told me about a friend back in Windsor who she would get so frustrated with at school.  She would get frustrated because the friend couldn’t do his work well.  She would patiently help the friend but tonight she admitted that she would also say in her head “Just read, just do it!”  and as she explained how she had felt with her friend she also shared how now she understood.  “mom, today in class… I could’nt do it.  I did’nt understand anything.  Everyone else was able to just easly do their work…  and I couldn’t!”  My heart broke for her.  She has learned and used more Spanish than any of the kids.  I take her into every store to make sure I understand what they are telling me… and this day at school she suffered.  Cecilia is bright, education has come easy to her!  My heart broke.  If she is overwhelmed and challenged, then how are the boys doing?  My heart broke! 

In all the frustration,  through the tired tears that flow from at least one of my kids each evening.  As we muddle through the homework every day.  I am amazed and thank God because they get up and eagerly go to school the next day!  They hop in the car at pick up with smiles on their faces!  Our kids are happy!  Our kids are healthy!  They are my heroes.  They are so brave, and amidst the challenges they love their new school!

 

#BestDecisionEver

I don’t really understand the reason for hash tags. However I do read them.  They often tell the rest of the story, or the heart of the story.  Today my hash tag is: #BestDecisionEver!

You know those books where at the end of the chapter you get to make a choice in how it will end? I was thinking about our lives as one of these books.  I played out the end of our last chapter in my head  “turn to page 58 if you think they moved to Guatemala!”  or “turn to page 104 if you think they stayed living their wonderful life in Windsor Colorado.” 

As you know one year ago we chose page 58.  #BestDecisionEver! 

I watch our three kids with the depth of growth they have received this past year!  I honestly cannot describe it!  They have each grown in a depth of life that is so worth every bit of trial.  They are strong, they are happy, they are healthy!  I cringe at the thought of what may have been on page 104.  In Gods mercy and grace we were bold and strong.  We chose page 58 and my heart and my mind swell with thanksgiving!

 

LIVING life. -by Cecilia

Have faith by taking God’s hand and LIVING life.

My feelings about my new school, Intellego, and my return back to the States have changed recently.  I used to be afraid of returning to the States. I thought it would feel like a dream, familiar but strange at the same time, probably because I’ve had several dreams about it already. I talked to one of my friends who’s lived in Guatemala for over a year. She said there weren’t any strange feelings when she visited the States. I guess I thought that my dreams would be a reality.

Before I moved to Guatemala, I had a horrible dream about someone coming into our home and stealing everything. I tried to forget about the dream. But now that I look back on it, I know that my dreams are nothing but thoughts.  And that bad dreams like the one I had, don’t come from God… or the outcome of my dream, feeling scared of Guatemala, is not from Him.

Now I feel excited about going back to visit. I always thought I had two “lives”, one in the States and one in Guatemala. But that is not true either. I have one life. I am just in another part of the world. That humbles me. Being in another part of the world, shows me how “small” the earth is compared to what I had imagined and learned about it before. It shows me how big God is because in this country, I see so many more little details, little pieces of God’s masterpiece, and then I realize that I am just a stroke in God’s beautiful painting.

I used to be a lot more scared about moving to a new school too.  Not just because it’s another big change and that I will have to adjust and make new friends, because I love that part but it will all be in Spanish!  I was skyping with my Grandma today.  I practiced my Spanish with her.  She encouraged me.  She was so proud of all the Spanish spoke.  Although I have a lot of Spanish to learn, I have accomplished so much. I need to focus and be thankful about what I have, and keep going rather than dwelling on how far I have to go, and worry about what I am lacking.

God has taught me so much recently.  He has taught me to have faith, trust, peace and love.  If I have these qualities in my life, I can let go and let God take care of the rest. When I go back to Colorado, and to Intellego, I will be equipped on how to handle things.  Love God by loving my friends and classmates.  Have peace by humbling myself before God, and being calm in all situations.  Trust in God that He will protect the way.  And have faith by taking God’s hand and LIVING life.

It's almost time to move!

It's almost time to move and I’m a little nervous.

In June we will be moving again. We were shaken and rattled when we moved here...we are going to shake and rattle again. 

I don't have a lack of faith, just a nervous ponder. I see three big hurdles ahead. I know this move encompasses many more. However three surface again and again as I prepare myself to embrace the change.

We are moving out of Guatemala City to a town called San Lucas. Why? Well, it’s much closer to El Rosario and it has a good Guatemalan school for our kids.

Hurdle 1 (in no particular order).
The new house. We have found a house to rent :) One we like with just enough space. However it has so much less than the one we’re in now. Our current house is furnished....with everything from a coffee maker and dishes to bed sheets. It was move-in ready. It was nice to arrive and have everything set up, but honestly it has too much stuff.  Less stuff will be nice, but...
The new place is unfurnished. It has nothing.  NOTHING.  Not even appliances. No beds, no sheets, nothing. In Guatemala unfurnished means no stove or refrigerator. So there are things we will need to buy. Things we will call our own. I think we’ll start with a coffee pot :)  The challenge or hurdle is that things cost more here. Fruits & vegetables cost less... household items big & small, cost more. The good news is we've learned to live with less & we are ok with used. 

Hurdle 2
Tuition. Our kids will be going to a Colegio, a private Guatemalan school.  I have had the pleasure of teaching at their current school which is for missionary kids. I do not get paid, however my kids receive free tuition because I teach there. It has been an amazing blessing.

Why private? Well, public education in Guatemala will not prepare our kids to go to college and more importantly it would not be safe for our little "gringos". They may look a bit Guatemalan... but they would be potential targets at a public school. 

Hurdle 3
Submersion. Guatemalan schools started in January. Their calendar school year runs January through October. Our kids finish this school year on the American calendar in May. They will have a few weeks for summer break and then start school mid-term in July at the Guatemalan school. They are ready and they are brave. It’s a Spanish speaking school. It will be a long rough semester. PLEASE pray for their strength and endurance. It will be complete language submersion. It's going to be tough. 

So as spring fever is coming...this first year of school in Guatemala will be over before we know it... and then we will be on to our next challenge as we continue down this missionary road.  If you are reading this and you know our story, please pray for these hurdles... and the many others we will face with this new move!

We are still looking for a few people who would be willing to pray about supporting our mission monthly.  If you would like to support what God is doing through us in Guatemala, click here.
If you are praying about support and have questions and would like to Skype or talk on the phone, do not hesitate to contact me directly. You can email me at vondasisneros@gmail.com or call our Magic Jack number in Guatemala, 970-449-9449 (local call for you). I would love to hear from you! And we would love to tell you all about our ministry in Guatemala.

Follow our journey and read George's blog  at www.GodCalledUs.com

The Blog I did not Post. "Our American Bubble"

As I spoke to a good friend on the phone, she said "your life seems so American there!" It was an uncomfortable statement for me. I said, "It does! We are in a bit of an American bubble." I often wonder what friends and family back home think. I didn't know how to answer and had a hard time explaining, because I know it can seem that way.

Yes, we could replace your American lives here. It's possible. If you want American fast food, it's here. If you want the latest electronic item, it's here. If you want to work out and take Zumba, yes, it's here too. I have been asked to sell Mary Kay! How American is that?? It's almsot all her and if we have not seen it yet, I'm betting we could find it (except for brown sugar!)

In so many ways our lives seem and could be very American and at some level you must remember, we are Americans! So as I sit and reconsider the statement “your lives seem so American there.” I have to ask...

Is having 10 ft. concrete walls around your yard wrapped with razor wire, American? Are you kidding me? In Colorado walls with razor wire are called prisons, not homes. Razor wire is used to keep the bad guys in, not keep them out!

We do not live in an American bubble. We live in a suburb of Guatemala City. We find the American school a huge blessing, and the “American” things a comfort amidst the radical change we have been through this past year.

In Guatemala we purchase non-refrigerated eggs off the shelf and milk in a box. That’s not American. In Guatemala we do not flush toilet paper. Most people here do not drink the tap water and those who do, shouldn’t! Traffic laws here are optional and pedestrians do not have the right of way. Men, women and children walk along the big busy dangerous highways late into the night begging or selling everything from fresh flowers to pirated movies. In Guatemala it is normal to have guards with shot guns or automatic weapons at every store. The meat is mostly just scary!

We can drive just over a block from our home and see smoke billowing out of the doors and windows of many tiny homes, a reminder of American blessings and of this countries need. When it rains we know that most of our friends in the village of El Rosario are just a few of the many people in Guatemala who will have another cold night sleeping in the mud (my eyes water at these realities.)

We drive past the entrance to an orphanage everyday on our way to school. It is one of many orphanages that are filled with babies and children whose parents are missing or just don’t care. The children in these mostly understaffed orphanages are blessed. In Guatemala, adoptions have been frozen for over 5 years so even an understaffed orphanage is better than the streets.

At every corner there is someone with needs. We have a choice to run to the rescue of so many and actually do very little because we would be spread so thin. Or watch and pray and put all our efforts exactly where God is asking us. We will take our time. We will go deep. We will find comfort in the familiar things. We will grow familiar with the Guatemalan things. We will continue to serve the Lord daily with all we do. This is not an American bubble, I misspoke, this is our mission field.

If you would like to support what God is doing through us in Guatemala, click here. Follow our journey at www.GodCalledUs.com

If you have questions or just want to catch up, do not hesitate to contact me directly. You can email me at vondasisneros@gmail.com or call our Magic Jack number in Guatemala, 970-449-9449 (local call for you). I would love to hear from you!

Carjacking

This evening we were at the video store, picking out a new movie for a family night. The kids and I got bored as Dad and Demar continued to look through all the movies, so I grabbed the keys and headed out the door to our van. The kids and I hopped in and I quickly asked each of them to lock the doors. I double checked and asked them again and tucked the keys under my thigh so that no one would know I had them.

It’s crazy, but I play the carjacking scenario in my mind every time we are stopped in the car and George is not with us. My thought is that if the doors are locked and I don’t have the keys (I usually ask George to take them with him) then the carjacker has few options. Without keys the poor carjacker has picked the wrong car. The truth is, I could care less about the car, it’s my precious cargo. My kids. Whatever it takes, no one will easily take my kids.

So as we wait, I play the scenario again in my head. The kids know why we lock the doors, but they do not know how often I plan the escape or how my mind wonders. I was regretting having the keys with me as I looked at the strange men visiting the tiendas next to the movie store.

Then I smiled and remembered a blog I never posted. The blog was about how a friend made the comment that our lives here in Guatemala seem so American. As I’m remembering her statement, my mind flutters to the thought “I think this is the same place the music teacher was driving as gunfire surrounded her car.”

My mind quickly goes back to the strange men… perhaps they are Christians; maybe they would be the good Samaritans who would run to our rescue if someone threatened us. Or is one of them drunk and desperate. Desperate enough to harm us.

My mind snaps back to the truth…I could plan scenarios, I could continue profiling the strange men or I could do as I always end up doing…I could trust God.

You know, it’s interesting. I never hid the keys or sent them in with George in Colorado. But here or there, we are called to trust. Trust the one God who saves!



If you would like to support what God is doing through us in Guatemala, click here. Follow our journey at www.GodCalledUs.com.

If you have questions or just want to catch up, do not hesitate to contact me directly. You can email me at vondasisneros@gmail.com or call our Magic Jack number in Guatemala, 970-449-9449 (local call for you). I would love to hear from you!

Deep and Wide are the Prayers that cover us.

My parents were visiting. Their first time to Guatemala. I could tell my
mom was looking for stories, things to tell all the friends and families
back home.

As she looked at me with eager eyes, I said “Mom, tell them to not
grow weary in prayer.” We are doing well and things are as they
should be. “We do not take this for granted. We see the covering...
we feel it.” I held my hands up and apart... “if I listed the blessings,
the provision and the protection we see it would be about this thick... it
is good and it is comforting. But what I know is that the blessings, the
provision and the protection is SOOO much thicker than we see or
feel. We don’t even know how deep it goes... but God does.”

The story is not new... but it is true as ever. Someday in heaven
someone from Guatemala will walk up to you who have prayed for us
and say “thank you for praying for the Sisneros’ family. Their strength
and obedience came from God because you prayed. I am here
because you prayed!”

If you pray for us, please do not grow weary. We are so thankful, and
know that battles are being fought on our behalf.

Our requests are simple at this point.

Pray for Guatemala. The people, the children, the small town of El
Rosario, the hungry, the homeless, the corruption.... Pray as the Holy
spirit leads.

Pray for discernment. We have a lot of decisions to make. Decisions
that concern our family and decisions about our ministry... what
exactly it will look like. How is God specifically equipping us to
minister? We want HIS place, and HIS time. We pray that each
choice we make pleases God.

Pray for continued confirmation. We are so human... always wanting
to be reminded that we are on the right path :)

Pray for our marriage. We are strong and in love... but we know that
our marriage is worth protecting at all times.

Pray for our children. As we move forward in ministry... we pray that
our kids hearts confirm the calling and that they know they are right
where God wants them. Doing his will.

Pray for protection and health. We know that our lives are in Gods
hands... it seems so much clearer here that we must rely on Him to
“live and move and have our being”. Nature and humans can destroy
it all so quickly.

We want to pray for you too...not growing weary goes both ways. Our
family wants to know your requests and we will pray!

Love,

Vonda

If you would like to support what God is doing through us in
Guatemala, go to www.GodCalledUs.com and click on the link
“Support this mission”.

If you have questions or just want to catch up, do not hesitate to
contact me directly. You can email me at vondasisneros@gmail.com
or call our Magic Jack number in Guatemala (local call for
you) 970-449-9449.