Nongkrong {hanging out doing nothing}

The other day I took a walk through my neighborhood. It had been awhile since I had been out and tried to interact with my neighbors and be visible in the community. So I left my house with my camera, not sure where exactly I was headed. I ended up walking around and snapped a few photos of daily life.

Rice fields... always in different stages of growth

I walked up upon this group hanging out by the side of the road.
I love this old man and the little boys together.

He's got a pretty good Indonesian squat (which I personally find very difficult to do).

You would think they were watching something cool happen, sitting there together.
But actually I think they were just chilling and watching this- an empty rice field.
The word nongkrong in Indonesian literally translates 'sitting around doing nothing'.
Pretty sure they have this mastered... and perhaps I could learn something from them.

As I continued walking the sun started to set and I was awestruck by
the beauty that surrounded me. It spoke to my heart and to my soul.
Life has been so busy and I rush around failing to just stop and take in the good gifts God gives.
I need a little more nongkrong in my life,
especially if it involves sitting and doing nothing but enjoying things like this.

As I was out walking it started sprinkling so I decided to turn back toward home.
Suddenly it started raining harder and then started pouring.
As I got nearer to my house my neighbors had already all returned home.
Indonesians really don't like being out in the rain or being wet.
Huddled together on their porches, out of the rain, they made comments to me as I passed by.
"Hujan!" they exclaimed. Yes it is raining. I know. I am walking through it and very wet from it.
But that didn't stop them from informing me anyway. I have yet to understand why they like to state the obvious. Clearly I know it is raining but they will always tell me anyway.

starting over

Biru {blue}

The other day my 7th grade class decided that it was blue day. They talked amongst themselves and contacted each other the night before. They all wore these bright blue shirts that they had gotten at a retreat. I looked up as they were taking their math test and realized they were all matching. Cracks me up.