This truly is a beautiful, incredible place. But it is the real world, and everything doesn´t always go right. And yes, evil people are here also who choose to do bad things.
Quick post, because this is the Albergue from hell. Packed in like sardines, no heat, no blankets. Decided just to shower, put in the earplugs, and go right to bed. No laundry, no social, no exploring Boadilla. After returning from shower, I discovered someone had borrowed all the Euro I had remaining in my ¨hidden¨secret money pouch. I was out about 150€, but for some strange reason, they left all my American dollars.
The country singer Collin Raye has a song where he says:
“Cause I prayed for strength
And I got pain that made me strong
I prayed for courage
And got fear to overcome¨
(As I mentioned in an earlier post, my memory is horrendous, but that is the jist of the lyrics).
Everyone who know me knows I have a hairtrigger temper, and am wound as tight as a drum, especially lately.
I don´t know about anyone else, but I face tests every day. When we pray for improvement in a vice, or some other quality we´d like to change, I truly think that prayer is answered with a fresh challenge and the strength and courage to confront it. We can´t pray to quit smoking, for an A on an exam, or to quit our chronic lying, and expect to wake the next day with these “gifts.” We wake with the cigs on the dresser next to us, the books on the desk, ready to study, and fresh opportunities to never again answer something with something that isn´t completely honest.
OK, so I´m not perfect. And I was plenty friggin´ticked off. But, at the end of the day, I had been warned to never let your money leave your side, even take it to the shower. And I will. I even laughed at myself, eventually. This was one of those tests. I hate my temper, my impatience, and my forgetfulness. Maybe I´m better?
So I found a bank the next day, and I’ll pay with money wet from the shower from now on (!)