Feb 12, 2020: Thinking how important it is to appreciate the Day we live in, the richness of each day in whatever circumstances around us and within us. If the day is dedicated to service and longing to be free of self, the heart is full with bountiful grain. Thinking back on the many bus rides I was privileged to take from Corozal Town to Belize City during our seven pioneering years in that country. Often while seated on a Bluebird bus with its creaking gears and diesel smell, sometimes riding in stifling humidity on a chosen bus whose windows were stuck closed, or the opposite--riding on a damp night in a rainstorm on a bus whose windows wouldn’t completely close, often a surge of joy would pass through my body in the realization of how fortunate to be on such a weary bus passing by cane fields and making stops along the way in villages such as Ranchito, San Joaquin, Sand Hill and Ladyville. This surge, which occurred almost anytime I traveled in Belize for the Faith, came with a strong feeling of thankfulness of being “allowed” to be a pioneer in Belize, even though I sensed that my shortcomings were engraved across my face.