Yes, sleep...

So again I do apologize for not posting sooner, but since I am not longer in the Philippines, my life has not been that interesting, if staying at the house all day and working on a synthesis paper of my experience is of anyone's fancy. I have had the hardest time going to sleep since I have been back. However, that all changed two nights ago because I took a sleeping aid that is suppose to help reduce difficulty falling asleep. Well it seems to work because I have been able to sleep a lot better and not wake up in the middle of the night and stay up. This weekend I am going to try to sleep without the pill. At least my head is no longer hurting.

Things are slowly starting to pick up for me though. Tomorrow I have a meeting with my friend Paul down at St. Daniel's, the parish down the street from my house. It is the parish I enjoy going to and I am part of the choir. I will be teaching one of the PSR classes as part of my apostolic work. I know it will be a challenge because I will probably be working with elementary kids, so this should be interesting. I want to have some kind of experience before I actually have to get in front a classroom in the future to teach high school students.

I have been able to get myself back into the gym, but realized still how much I hate working out. I wish it was as easy as playing basketball. I wanted to try zumba, but the place that had it right next to the gym I am closed, what a bummer. I learned how much I could sweat when I learned some choreography in the Philippines.

"How have I encountered God in my apostolic experience?" has been the question I have been reflecting on in regards to my synthesis paper. I spent most of the day thinking about this and wrote a rough draft of the paper. Where I saw God most in my experience was in the different people that I was able to meet and the lessons they taught me. Not knowing that I too was teaching them lessons and changing their minds and hearts at the same time. I actually was getting kind of emotional writing the paper because it really had me wishing that I was back over there to repeat these experiences. They are just really powerful and some of them include emotion. I know once I present it I might break down, but in the end that is good because it means that they left and impression on me.