The Word of God is worth sharing

As I suspected, I had a very tiring day today. Calls were coming in by the second. I couldn't even drink water. You closed a call and you heard the "bip" of the next call coming in.

Yesterday was a holiday in Panama, on November 28, 1821, we separated from Spain. But here when the day off falls on a sunday they give you monday, so today everybody was off. Since I work for an american company and the clients are all in the U.S., no day off for me. On the contrary, it was one of my busiest days.

Ok...now to the title of my entry for today. There are people who live very short lives, but manage to influence people very strongly. I recently received an e-mail from a friend with a link to an article about a businessman from Panama, who while he lived, shared Jesus with as many people as he could. In my country's society most of the people are Catholic, and do not have a personal relationship with God. Too much tradition, too little experience. A few years back if you were a born again Christian, you were inmediatly thought as ignorant, poor, crazy people. That has changed a little. I hope you read the article about this businessman. He died this year, but I know he was at peace and content with his life. He was able to share the gospel where others would not have been able to reach within our society. And that just shows me how good God is, that He comes looking for us wherever we are, because we all need Him, rich or poor. That emptiness, that "there must be something else", that lack of hope, all comes down to Him. Well here is the article, hope you enjoy it.
http://www.christianitytoday.com/ct/2004/002/10.70.html

Something new

This is something totally new for me but I think I will enjoy it. I hope I can sometimes encourage, sometimes get you thinking, always have some kind of reaction. Maybe I'll never even know the people who are reading this, that just happenend to stumble across this blog, but if I in some way can help and encourage you with what I write, it would be worth it.

Today I had a very tiring day. I worked the same amount of hours I always work, but on a different shift, and I felt exhausted. Tomorrow is going to be a very difficult day at work. Since everybody is coming back from Thanksgiving, the calls are going to be pouring in. I work as an over-the-phone interpreter (english to spanish and viceversa). It's amazing the things you hear on these calls, and some times the emotional level that you get involved with people you don't even know. Of course you do not let that show on a call, you are just the bridge between the two persons that do not understand each other, and they will never know, how much you are affected sometimes. I will probably be writing a lot about my experiences as an interpreter. Some can be very funny, others can be heartbreaking. For example today I had a 911 call in which a TV had fell on top of a baby, the mother was hysterical (understandable), the child was unconscious, but breathing, bleeding all over, mouth, ears...when I get these types of calls, my heart just starts to beat faster and harder, I become more alert, and try to keep my nerves under control, so that my voice can be as steady and calm as possible, in order to be able to transmit that to the caller. When EMS gets there I get disconnected from the call, and I am left wondering...did the child survive, did he died? All I get to do is pray a little before I receive my next call.
I DO HOPE HE DID SURVIVE, and that I, in some little, tiny way was able to help.