When me and my friend/partner/companion have meals together, we take turns praying over them in French. It's nice to have one little moment where 1) I don't really have to feel embarrassed about my French--even if sometimes I still do--and 2) we get to talk to the Lord plainly in the way we know how, since no one we interact with on a day-to-day basis shares our religion.
What I'd noticed and greatly admired was that my friend/partner/companion says detailed and sincere prayers. Every time.
On Monday we'd gone to a little morning meeting about day trips coming up. The trips include taking some of our old people to a little villa and doing some activities with them like bingo and karaoke. And during the meeting the other volunteers brought up watching the movie Les Intouchables. My friend wrote in the margins on the schedule packet in front of her, "It's rated R, I think." I nodded. I'd heard that it was an awesome movie to see--edited. After the meeting, she looked it up, and indeed, there's a whopping twenty-something of the worst swears, not even counting the other words they'd thrown in in between.
So my friend took charge. She asked one of the other volunteers if the movie would be edited, explained our feelings, and voilà. He said it probably wouldn't be, that we could go to the beach instead while they watched it.
But the best part was, in the afternoon over our food, she thanked the Lord for it. She thanked Him that the volunteer understood, that we could go to the beach instead of watching the movie. For me it was all a relief and a happy circumstance indeed, but I hadn't even thought to pray about it.
I have more than a few things to learn while here in France.
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