My Jungle

The other day, for no apparent reason, I missed the jungle so badly that I couldn't shake it. Normally, when I miss Puerto Viejo, I miss the people, friends, experiences, and the laid-back lifestyle. But most recently, I just honestly miss jungle living.

The jungle is FULL of life. Everywhere you turn, you see life happening....from the "walking palm" who's roots show that it's moved closer to the sunlight to the bugs and lizards that swallow you up if you stand in one place for too long. One big jungle tree contains up to 8 different Bromeliads, vines & hanging roots...and that doesn't even take into consideration the amount of animals that thrive off of it.

I miss the stifling heat & humidity of the jungle.....the musty smells and the jungle sounds.

I miss seeing all of my jungle animals. It became so commonplace to see sloths, monkeys, toucans, poison dart frogs, tree frogs, iguanas, etc. on my way to work. But I never took any of it for granted.

So often, my experiences in Costa Rica were lonely. Yes, I had friends & teammates... but being single & having lived alone so often, most of what I did, I did alone. But somehow, I never felt lonely in the jungle. I don't know whether it was because the evidence of God was so clear or His Spirit so close, but the jungle is not a lonely place.

I'm still looking for places in So. Cal that contain this much life....