We have no idea how good we have it in the States.
Like I said in an earlier post, life in the US is so convenient.
When I came to Venezuela for the first time I didn't notice as much all the things that make life here quite difficult.
Like today, we went to the grocery store to get some groceries
and I stood in line for 25 minutes in the produce section
so the workers could weigh all the produce and put barcoded stickers on them.
Then we stood in line for 20 more minutes to check out.
And then, while we were checking out,
(oh, by the way, the conveyor belt at the check-out does not work
and you have to push the groceries up to the cashier, she does not reach for them)
there was one item that had a barcode on it but one number was missing.
Instead of the cashier calling on a telephone
(oh, she was on the phone, her cell phone, texting between each item)
back to produce to have them bring another package, she says,
"Vas a tener que regresar alla con esto."
We said, "Forget it," to her suggestion to go back to produce
and wait in line again to have it re-barcoded.
We simply did not buy the item.
We were at the grocery store for nearly 2 hours.
Then, we still had to buy chicken.
Now you may wonder,
"Why didn't they buy chicken at the supermarket?"
Because it is better to buy it fresh.
"Fresh?" you ask.
I mean "bawk, bawk" fresh.
Yup.
We drove to another place
(on the way to the house,which took a super long time because the
traffic was horrible and people drive quite differently here!)
with a bunch of cages stacked on top of each other all full of live chickens.
Pancho, my Pancho, and Fanny, his sister, got out and went and purchased
"pollo fresco."
Let's just say it is better to not see that...
This afternoon Katrina and Samuel wanted watermelon.
Watermelon is SUPER cheap here, which is great.
It also has seeds.
So, I cut some watermelon and took out the seeds for the kids.
I have not had to remove the seeds from watermelon for them at all.
This evening the kids wanted grapes.
Here the grapes have seeds.
So, I sliced the grapes and took out all the seeds and gave them to the kids.
As I was doing that I was thinking,
"Wow, life here is not convenient, at all."
I used that time to praise the Lord for what He has blessed me with being born in the United States.
Many people talk about how good we have it in the States.
Have you ever thought about who talks like this?
Most of them are immigrants.
People who know what it is like outside of the United States.
I mean really know what it is like.
We have no idea how good we have it.
Praise the Lord with me for the blessing of living with so much ease.
Praise Him that life is so convenient.
And ask Him, with me, to teach you to be grateful for seedless grapes.
Like I said in an earlier post, life in the US is so convenient.
When I came to Venezuela for the first time I didn't notice as much all the things that make life here quite difficult.
Like today, we went to the grocery store to get some groceries
and I stood in line for 25 minutes in the produce section
so the workers could weigh all the produce and put barcoded stickers on them.
Then we stood in line for 20 more minutes to check out.
And then, while we were checking out,
(oh, by the way, the conveyor belt at the check-out does not work
and you have to push the groceries up to the cashier, she does not reach for them)
there was one item that had a barcode on it but one number was missing.
Instead of the cashier calling on a telephone
(oh, she was on the phone, her cell phone, texting between each item)
back to produce to have them bring another package, she says,
"Vas a tener que regresar alla con esto."
We said, "Forget it," to her suggestion to go back to produce
and wait in line again to have it re-barcoded.
We simply did not buy the item.
We were at the grocery store for nearly 2 hours.
Then, we still had to buy chicken.
Now you may wonder,
"Why didn't they buy chicken at the supermarket?"
Because it is better to buy it fresh.
"Fresh?" you ask.
I mean "bawk, bawk" fresh.
Yup.
We drove to another place
(on the way to the house,which took a super long time because the
traffic was horrible and people drive quite differently here!)
with a bunch of cages stacked on top of each other all full of live chickens.
Pancho, my Pancho, and Fanny, his sister, got out and went and purchased
"pollo fresco."
Let's just say it is better to not see that...
This afternoon Katrina and Samuel wanted watermelon.
Watermelon is SUPER cheap here, which is great.
It also has seeds.
So, I cut some watermelon and took out the seeds for the kids.
I have not had to remove the seeds from watermelon for them at all.
This evening the kids wanted grapes.
Here the grapes have seeds.
So, I sliced the grapes and took out all the seeds and gave them to the kids.
As I was doing that I was thinking,
"Wow, life here is not convenient, at all."
I used that time to praise the Lord for what He has blessed me with being born in the United States.
Many people talk about how good we have it in the States.
Have you ever thought about who talks like this?
Most of them are immigrants.
People who know what it is like outside of the United States.
I mean really know what it is like.
We have no idea how good we have it.
Praise the Lord with me for the blessing of living with so much ease.
Praise Him that life is so convenient.
And ask Him, with me, to teach you to be grateful for seedless grapes.
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