Blessings
I getting very comfortable with my life here in Puerto Rico. It’s becoming more and more like home with each passing day. There are beautiful jungleous mountain vistas, breezy moonlit nights, and of course all the fabulous beaches with water clear enough to see the ocean floor as well as hoards of colorful fish. It is extremely hot and humid here (which is my preference) so my style basically consists of my hair in a granny know on top of my head and any cool thing in my closet. My days have fallen into a comfortable routine with just enough “island time” to vary it up now and then and I’m already starting to dread the day when I have to leave next summer. 
I’m fairly busy. A typical day has me working in the piano lab all morning, going to spanish classes in the afternoon, and then finishing out with either choir practice, orchestra or string quartet practice. But the weekends are when things really pick up since that is when the choir tours around to various churches to perform.
I had an exciting weekend with the choir a while ago. I'm sure I’ve never had a more drama filled day in my whole life time! After an hour and a half of loading the van with people and choir robes and food we were finally on our merry way. Some people talked, some people slept, I settled down to read. Sadly the relaxation didn’t last long before various problems started to occur the largest of which was a blown tire on one of the vans. Of course everyone went into a frenzied panic and before we knew it, ALL the men had gallantly piled out of both vans and started the task of changing that one tire! And then it started raining. No tragedy is complete until it starts raining. It still took a really long time and we ended up arriving at the church well past the end of the service. But in the end there was no tragedy after all. If anything, the gospel was strengthened because of adversity. I'm telling this story because it taught me a valuable lesson about myself. After each wave of misfortune, I would think to myself, “Hmm… maybe this is a sign from the Lord and for some reason we weren’t supposed to sing at that church”. In my mind it was pointless to go on because the service would be over. But we did go and people were waiting for us and while we sang there were tears in many peoples eyes. Afterwards, a lady told me that the blessing she received was that much greater because they had been praying that we would make it safely. And I realized that, although we have no way of knowing for sure what was really going on, it could have been the forces of darkness that were trying to hold us back. I realize that I am to quick to blame God for bad things that happen. And this is why I’m thankful for leaders who push on and strive against the devils attacks.
