The pace

Macaw feathers

I do not regard myself as having laid hold of it yet; but one thing I do: forgetting what lies behind and reaching forward to what lies ahead, I press on toward the goal for the prize of the upward call of God in Christ Jesus.  Phil 3:13,14

It’s April already.  Next month is May and our return to the US.  Our return to ‘normal life’.  Our days seem louder and busier when we are in the states.  I prefer the relaxed days I have here. Sunrise in my rocker…Parrots and Howlers as my alarm clock..The deep greens of the jungle canopy as it contrasts with the bright colors of birds and flowers….the heat of the day…the breeze on my face…my view of the Pacific…my small town.

Dawn on Playa Samara

We have found a rhythm here.  We have settled in.   We shop with Ray, our grocer, and his cousin, our butcher.  Occasionally, we suffer the Pali (a 5 aisle grocery owned by Walmart) that brags “Bienvenido a los precios bajó!” on a huge green sign.   DH has made good friends at the small gym, cycles 3 times a week along the beach and jungle roads.  I love my early morning runs on the beach.  I have a few expat friends and as my spanish has improved I have made a couple made a couple Tica friends as well.  It is a very small town and many faces have become familiar.  When Charlie and I walk they smile and say,  “buenas dias!”  or “Pura Vida!”.   We work during the heat of the days.  talk, read, go to the beach.  While we are not cut off from the news blasts of home, we are not bombarded with them either.  It is easier to focus on what’s important.

DS2 being silly with Charlie

This pace gives me time to see and appreciate what’s around me.  I am thankful God infused so much beauty and detail into everything.    I don’t know if the beauty has a purpose beyond my simple delight, but  I am thankful for the amazing color and plumage of the Quetzel… the gorgeous  flowers that bloom on a dormant tree after months with no rain creating a canopy of pink overhead… the macaw feather so full of color in the sunlight…  I want to hold on to my un-distracted sense of God and connection with my family and  nature when I go back.

A canopy of pink blossoms pop out overnight on dormant branches on these 50′ trees in March

I haven’t laid hold of it yet and feel like I only have a glimpse of it.   I pray when I return to the states old patterns won’t return with all their noise, hype and distraction.  Costa Rica, and my small town have opened my eyes to see God’s real desire for us.  His desire for us to worship him with awe and trust him and his design for our lives.

For since the creation of the world His invisible attributes, His eternal power and divine nature, have been clearly seen, being understood through what has been made, so that they are without excuse.  Romans 1:20