Well, I´m back in Tlaxiaco after a really great weekend. As a group of interns plus the four full-time church planting members we drove about 3 hours through the mountains to a little "camp" where we fasted, prayed, and spent lots of really great time in silence and solitude with the Lord. The idea of the weekend was death to self, and that is exactly what we did. We examined unconfessed sin in our lives, and then we experienced the freedom of forgiveness. We worshiped, we enjoyed the beauty of God´s creation, and we rested in the presence of the Lord. I finally was able to take a few pictures because there weren´t Mexicans around (we have to be careful of what we take pictures of and when we take them because most of the people here really don´t understand it), but I forget my USB cable today to upload them. Hopefully I will be able to post them soon, because both the time at the camp and the ride there were absolutely beautiful. (The only thing I would have changed were the roads, but praise God, none of us got sick!)
Lets see... what else is there to talk about.
My dad wanted to know what kind of things I say to people here... like how relational evangelism works... so here you are, Dad, this is for you:
Pretty much for most of the afternoons here we do what is called relational evangelism. So really, I am in Mexico to make friends, which if you ask me is pretty sweet. Sometimes it can be frustrating when I lack the Spanish to really say what I want to say, but in those times I am trusting that the Spirit of the Lord is working through my weaknesses. More than anything I want my entire life here to be a testimony of the love of the Lord.
Religion in Tlaxiaco, the Mixteca, and really all of southern Mexico is incredibly important. The problem is that the Catholicism here has become incredibly distorted, and is now a really sad mix of animism and Catholicism. The Christian church here also has its issues. Many foreign missionaries have come throughout the years and planted "churches" in the form of buildings, but because so much of what they taught was Christianity within the Western culture, the people here did not understand it. The Mexicans have not been allowed to be Christians and Mexicans at the same time, which absolutely breaks my heart, and I know breaks the heart of the Lord as well. The few Christians that are here have turned Christianity into complete legalism, and like the Catholics here they do not get to experience a life-giving and life-sustaining relationship with the Lord. The other part of the Christian churches here that tears me apart is the divisions within the Church. For the Mexican Christians here, you are your denomination. Pentacostals say that Baptists are a cult. Baptists say that Pentacostals are not Christians. The have completely grabbed onto Christianity as a religion within their denomination, but they fail to see it as a relationship.
Because of all of this, the word Christian here has really strange conotations to the other Mexicans. Most of them know or have heard of a few Christians, but the Christianity here is so foreign and strange that they really want nothing to do with it. So instead of calling myself a Christian, I call myself a follower of Christ. When people ask me what that means, I will tell them that I read the Bible and I put it into practice in my life. Sometimes I will try to explain that in the Bible the word Christian really meant "little Christ," and that daily I try to live as Christ would live. Sometimes people will ask what the difference is with Christianity, and I explain that many Christians here have lots of rules and regulations that don´t come from God, but that come from man. I say that when you follow Christ, it isn´t a religion with a lot of rules, but it is a relationship. Other than that, the rest is up to the Spirit. I have been praying that I meet people here who are thirsty for something new, and that they would be curious enough to ask questions. The really exciting part is that it is happening!
Sometimes, it is easy to get frustrated. My Spanish abilites really limit what I can say, but the fact that I am only here for 6 more weeks limits things more. I am continously reminding myself that while what I can do is really limited, what the Lord can do is limitless. I think I am here to plant seeds this summer, so that is what I am doing. I am scattering as many seeds as I can in culturally appropriate ways, and then I will continue to keep praying that more people come along to water the seeds, and even more so that the Lord would make the seeds grow and flourish. I pray that the seeds that are being planted right now would one day grow and grow, planting new seeds as they go.
All for Him,
Elizabeth
Monday, June 30, 2008
Thursday, June 26, 2008
reflections
This has been quite a week. It is hard to do the stories that I have to tell justice when I am writing them in a blog once a week or so, and because of that a lot of the stories are better left for when I come home. But here is a better reflection into life here in Tlaxiaco now that my stay with my host family is over...
Let´s see, what stories should I share.
Monday was our "Sabbath" or day of rest, and we took a trip up to the missions base which is just a few minutes outside of town. To be perfectly honest with all of you, I didn´t like it up there (although I won´t lie, eating American food was kind of nice!). It´s not that I didn´t like the people I met... because I definitely did, but it was weird. I actually felt somewhat out of place being surrounded with other gringos (white people). I missed my Mexican friends. I missed Spanish. I missed diversity. (Pam likes to call the base "gringolandia" which I kind of like because it sounds like a theme park. lol.)
So anyway... I was not at all disappointed when they said we wouldn´t spend much time at all at the base. The whole bonding thing with our families definitely worked because I felt so much more at home on the streets of Tlaxiaco than I did eating lunch with so many other gringos.
This week we also started talking about community development, which I am really excited about. GFM has formed a civil association here know as Fisher´s of Men that they are working on developing. One of the problems that the full-time missionaries are facing is how to be accepted by the people. The Mexicans here really don´t understand people that are only here for religion, and they frequently ask what we "do" while we are here. The civil association creates jobs both for the missionaries and other Mexicans through things that will also improve the way of life here in Oaxaca. The idea is that GFM staff will get something working that can be completely sustained within the culture here, and then they turn it over to Mexican leadership. For example, the three guy interns this summer are working on making water filters so that tap water can be drinkable.
The projects for the girls are not as well defined, but we are working on coming up with ideas that will both create potential jobs and improve life for the women here. This means a lot of creative ideas, and I will be excited when we start putting them into practice. We are also going to be teaching English classes in about a week. While English classes are not something that can be turned over to Mexican leadership necessarily, the government has actually asked GFM to do them, which is definitely exciting. Through teaching English we will not only help equip the people of Tlaxiaco with something that they really want, but the civil association will help to make a bigger name for themselves, and there is great potential for more relationships.
One of the things that I have been struggling with since I have gotten here is wondering if I can really make a difference. Ministry here is focused around relationships, which I have always thought is the best way to go, and am beginning to feel even stronger about it. Ministry in the states is event focused. We plan church services, revivals, children and youth programs, concerts, bible studies, you name it. But is that how Jesus did ministry? Yes, he did have public ministries as he preached and taught, but everything was within the context of relationships-- with his disciples, and with the crowds.
Our ministry here is completely within the context of relationships as well. It is great, because not only is that the example that Jesus taught, but it also fits into the Mexican culture, but at the same time it is hard when I know I am only here for 2 months, and nearly 3 of those weeks are already learning. Several of us have had really great conversations about this (we have some pretty hard core conversations sometimes, and I love it!). We are realizing more and more that while making disciples is our goal while we are here, the biggest way we can contribute to that in 2 months is by planting seeds within the context of the relationships we are making. So that´s exactly what we do.
In addition to planting seeds, we are also learning a lot. I wish I had time to share with you everything that God is teaching me (but I think the blog would be so long you wouldn´t want to read it!), and I sadly don´t have the time. But to give you a little idea...
I am learning about prayer. I am learning about discipleship. I am learning about the unreached people groups. I am learning about Tlaxiaco. I am learning about the Word. I am learning about the Church. I am learning about cross-cultural churches. I am learning about trust. I am learning about flexibility. I am learning about community. I am learning how to break out of my comfort zone.
I am learning how to live for Jesus Christ and how to teach others to do the same.
Let´s see, what stories should I share.
Monday was our "Sabbath" or day of rest, and we took a trip up to the missions base which is just a few minutes outside of town. To be perfectly honest with all of you, I didn´t like it up there (although I won´t lie, eating American food was kind of nice!). It´s not that I didn´t like the people I met... because I definitely did, but it was weird. I actually felt somewhat out of place being surrounded with other gringos (white people). I missed my Mexican friends. I missed Spanish. I missed diversity. (Pam likes to call the base "gringolandia" which I kind of like because it sounds like a theme park. lol.)
So anyway... I was not at all disappointed when they said we wouldn´t spend much time at all at the base. The whole bonding thing with our families definitely worked because I felt so much more at home on the streets of Tlaxiaco than I did eating lunch with so many other gringos.
This week we also started talking about community development, which I am really excited about. GFM has formed a civil association here know as Fisher´s of Men that they are working on developing. One of the problems that the full-time missionaries are facing is how to be accepted by the people. The Mexicans here really don´t understand people that are only here for religion, and they frequently ask what we "do" while we are here. The civil association creates jobs both for the missionaries and other Mexicans through things that will also improve the way of life here in Oaxaca. The idea is that GFM staff will get something working that can be completely sustained within the culture here, and then they turn it over to Mexican leadership. For example, the three guy interns this summer are working on making water filters so that tap water can be drinkable.
The projects for the girls are not as well defined, but we are working on coming up with ideas that will both create potential jobs and improve life for the women here. This means a lot of creative ideas, and I will be excited when we start putting them into practice. We are also going to be teaching English classes in about a week. While English classes are not something that can be turned over to Mexican leadership necessarily, the government has actually asked GFM to do them, which is definitely exciting. Through teaching English we will not only help equip the people of Tlaxiaco with something that they really want, but the civil association will help to make a bigger name for themselves, and there is great potential for more relationships.
One of the things that I have been struggling with since I have gotten here is wondering if I can really make a difference. Ministry here is focused around relationships, which I have always thought is the best way to go, and am beginning to feel even stronger about it. Ministry in the states is event focused. We plan church services, revivals, children and youth programs, concerts, bible studies, you name it. But is that how Jesus did ministry? Yes, he did have public ministries as he preached and taught, but everything was within the context of relationships-- with his disciples, and with the crowds.
Our ministry here is completely within the context of relationships as well. It is great, because not only is that the example that Jesus taught, but it also fits into the Mexican culture, but at the same time it is hard when I know I am only here for 2 months, and nearly 3 of those weeks are already learning. Several of us have had really great conversations about this (we have some pretty hard core conversations sometimes, and I love it!). We are realizing more and more that while making disciples is our goal while we are here, the biggest way we can contribute to that in 2 months is by planting seeds within the context of the relationships we are making. So that´s exactly what we do.
In addition to planting seeds, we are also learning a lot. I wish I had time to share with you everything that God is teaching me (but I think the blog would be so long you wouldn´t want to read it!), and I sadly don´t have the time. But to give you a little idea...
I am learning about prayer. I am learning about discipleship. I am learning about the unreached people groups. I am learning about Tlaxiaco. I am learning about the Word. I am learning about the Church. I am learning about cross-cultural churches. I am learning about trust. I am learning about flexibility. I am learning about community. I am learning how to break out of my comfort zone.
I am learning how to live for Jesus Christ and how to teach others to do the same.
Friday, June 20, 2008
a few more pictures
We got out of Tlaxiaco for just a little bit yesterday and my family drove out to the house of a friend of Doña Flor to pick up something for her. It was a short trip, but it was nice to get out of the city... the Mexican countryside is beautiful. 
Today is my last day with my family.... well, not really. I will still get to spend time with them, but I won´t live with them. I am moving into an apartment with Pamela (Pam is a member of the church-planting team for GFM) and two other girls who are interns this summer. Moving into the apartment also means other things will change... like what I am doing.
Today is my last day with my family.... well, not really. I will still get to spend time with them, but I won´t live with them. I am moving into an apartment with Pamela (Pam is a member of the church-planting team for GFM) and two other girls who are interns this summer. Moving into the apartment also means other things will change... like what I am doing.My time with my family was primarily spent learning-- following Sandra around and learning the Mexican way of life. The rest of my summer I will still be learning a lot (I am realizing more and more every day that there is so much I can learn here: culture, missions, discipleship, and language don´t even begin to cover it), but I will also be doing other things like teaching English classes and more relational outreach.
All for Him,
Elizabeth
Thursday, June 19, 2008
photos!
I have pictures!
While we aren´t allowed cameras these first few weeks, (to avoid looking like tourists to the people of Tlaxiaco) my family actually has a camera... so here´s a little peak at my life!
Me with Doña Pancha and Doña Mago. Doña Mago works in the pasteleria with my host family. She actually knows how to speak Mixteco and Spanish, and every once in a while she will teach me something in Mixteco, like numbers, but it is REALLY hard because all of the words sound really similar. Doña Pancha is a friend of several who work in the pasteleria, and on Sunday, the first night I was here, we all went to here house in a barrio next to Tlaxiaco to her birthday party. There were lots of people, lots of new foods, and lots of fun. When it was time for the cake they wanted me to sing Happy Birthday in English... so I did.
Me with my host family, still at Doña Pancha´s birthday party. (Minus Carlitos... I´m not sure where he was during this picture) Carlos, me, Sandra, and Emanual (wearing his crown from a
styrofoam cup!)
styrofoam cup!)
Doña Pancha, Doña Flor (Carlos´ Mom), Emanual, and Jacob, who also works at the pasteleria. Jacob taught me how to make the cakes!
Saturday, June 14, 2008
things I´ve learned
A few cultural tidbits from Oaxaca for your learning enjoyment:
1. "Ven aqui" means come here, but when they say it they make an outward motion with their hand that looks like "go away." That definitely confused me for a while.
2. When you get done eating you tell everyone "gracias," or thank you... even if they had no part in preparing the meal. Many times they will also say, "gracias a Dios."
3. Yesterday I learned from one of my friends Rosa that pointing your elbow is really rude. I wish I had learned that sooner... hopefully I haven´t pointed my elbow at anyone.
4. Shake hands with EVERYONE when you enter and leave a room, or they think that you are mad at them.
5. When you pass someone on a street, many say "adios" or good-bye, not "hola" or hello.
6. Toliet paper goes in the trash can, not the toliet.
7. Being called fat or "gordo" is not at all mean, and doesn´t even necessarily mean that you are fat. "Gordito" along with "Grandote" are nicknames that show some degree of affection.
1. "Ven aqui" means come here, but when they say it they make an outward motion with their hand that looks like "go away." That definitely confused me for a while.
2. When you get done eating you tell everyone "gracias," or thank you... even if they had no part in preparing the meal. Many times they will also say, "gracias a Dios."
3. Yesterday I learned from one of my friends Rosa that pointing your elbow is really rude. I wish I had learned that sooner... hopefully I haven´t pointed my elbow at anyone.
4. Shake hands with EVERYONE when you enter and leave a room, or they think that you are mad at them.
5. When you pass someone on a street, many say "adios" or good-bye, not "hola" or hello.
6. Toliet paper goes in the trash can, not the toliet.
7. Being called fat or "gordo" is not at all mean, and doesn´t even necessarily mean that you are fat. "Gordito" along with "Grandote" are nicknames that show some degree of affection.
Friday, June 13, 2008
una semana
It is crazy to think that I have already been here almost a week, but at the same time it isn´t because I already feel like Tlaxiaco is home. My host family is so incredible at making me feel welcome and like a part of their family... even when I only understand half of what they are saying.
LAMP (if you remember, is the language learning method that GFM has adopted where we basically try to talk to as many people as possible) is incredibly stretching at times, but the relationships that are starting to be formed have been incredible. A few days ago I was walking through a new part of Tlaxiaco that I hadn´t been to, and I heard a guy trying to get my attention. At first I was just going to keep walking, because there are lots of guys who try to get gringa girls´ attention here and for the wrong reasons, but I realized that I recognized the guy. It was Victor, the uncle of my host dad, Carlos. I ended up talking with his wife Margarita and his oldest daughter Paula for over 2 hours about so many different things. I am thankful for friendships like those.
I had more to write, but I have to go. More will come later... along with pictures hopefully, but the pictures will probably be a while. We´re not allowed cameras for the first 2 weeks because Chris and the other leaders of GFM said, ¨you´re not here to be tourists¨... which is true, but eventually I will be sure and post pictures!
To God be the glory,
Elizabeth
LAMP (if you remember, is the language learning method that GFM has adopted where we basically try to talk to as many people as possible) is incredibly stretching at times, but the relationships that are starting to be formed have been incredible. A few days ago I was walking through a new part of Tlaxiaco that I hadn´t been to, and I heard a guy trying to get my attention. At first I was just going to keep walking, because there are lots of guys who try to get gringa girls´ attention here and for the wrong reasons, but I realized that I recognized the guy. It was Victor, the uncle of my host dad, Carlos. I ended up talking with his wife Margarita and his oldest daughter Paula for over 2 hours about so many different things. I am thankful for friendships like those.
I had more to write, but I have to go. More will come later... along with pictures hopefully, but the pictures will probably be a while. We´re not allowed cameras for the first 2 weeks because Chris and the other leaders of GFM said, ¨you´re not here to be tourists¨... which is true, but eventually I will be sure and post pictures!
To God be the glory,
Elizabeth
Tuesday, June 10, 2008
bienvenido a tlaxiaco
Hola from Tlaxiaco, Oaxaca! After over 24 hours of traveling and waiting around in airports, we finally made it here safely at around 8 AM Sunday morning. We weren´t supposed to get here that late, but a series of unpredicable events happened, and well, the rest is history. Chris, the leader of short-term missions here at GFM just said, ¨Welcome to Flexico¨ I know that it will not be the last time that plans change drastically.
While I think I am still trying to catch up on lost sleep from all of the traveling, I absolutely love it here. Tlaxiaco is beautiful, and even though I have only been here three days, I am already calling it home.
Things I LOVE about Tlaxico:
1. The people! (Not only are they wonderful and so much fun, but I also just love the fact that there are people everywhere. Tlaxiaco is a market town, which means that there are people absolutely everywhere in the streets selling all sorts of things... it makes the perfect environment to practice Spanish, even though everyone stares at me because I am a ¨gringa¨ or white girl, which draws quite a bit of attention to myself!)
2. The food (It is delicious... even though I can never remember the names of everything I eat... but I´ll get there. It is a good thing that I like the food, though, because culturally you should eat everything that they offer you... which is a lot. They offer me sooo much food, and eventually I just have to say ¨no, gracias, estoy llena,¨ which means no, thank you I am full. )
3. The colors (Did I mention that Tlaxiaco is beautiful? While it is a town filled with brokeness and poverty, it is also a town filled with life. I love that all the buildings are painted bright colors. I love that the walls of the apartment where I will live after these first two weeks with my host family are painted bring green)
So right now, I am staying with my host family. They are WONDERFUL! Sandra and Carlos have two sons-- Emanual who is 5 and has quickly become one of my favorite people in Tlaxiaco, and Carlito who is 10. The are all so wonderful to be around. Emanual loves to ramble on and on to me in Spanish, and a lot of the time I have no idea what he is saying, but I love it anyway.
For those of you who are wondering what I am doing...
I basically am trying to live as a Mexican daughter would live. I follow Sandra around a lot of the day, going where she goes, and doing what she does. I am learning how to cook, clean, go to the market, and do so many other things... all in the Mexican way. Carlos and Sandra run a pasteleria, which is a cake shop. From about 1 until 10 our time is spent in the pasteleria, but at some point in the afternoon I go out and walk around through the centro, talking to as many people as I can in Spanish, and trying to form relationships. (And trying not to get lost as I do it!) It is one of my favorite parts of the day, though! GFM has adopted a strategy of learning Spanish know as LAMP, which stands for language acquisition made practical. In LAMP, we learn so many phrases a day, and it is our responsibility to say them to at least 25 different people every day. It has been hard for me to get out of my comfort zone and start conversations with people when I don´t speak the language well, but I am getting better at it. Learning a language is exhausting, though, and I feel like I am always tired and overwhelmed. Even though I studied Spanish at school, I am realizing how badly I really speak it.
Well, this is long, and I should go. I have so many other stories to tell, but they will have to wait for another time.
All for Him,
Elizabeth
While I think I am still trying to catch up on lost sleep from all of the traveling, I absolutely love it here. Tlaxiaco is beautiful, and even though I have only been here three days, I am already calling it home.
Things I LOVE about Tlaxico:
1. The people! (Not only are they wonderful and so much fun, but I also just love the fact that there are people everywhere. Tlaxiaco is a market town, which means that there are people absolutely everywhere in the streets selling all sorts of things... it makes the perfect environment to practice Spanish, even though everyone stares at me because I am a ¨gringa¨ or white girl, which draws quite a bit of attention to myself!)
2. The food (It is delicious... even though I can never remember the names of everything I eat... but I´ll get there. It is a good thing that I like the food, though, because culturally you should eat everything that they offer you... which is a lot. They offer me sooo much food, and eventually I just have to say ¨no, gracias, estoy llena,¨ which means no, thank you I am full. )
3. The colors (Did I mention that Tlaxiaco is beautiful? While it is a town filled with brokeness and poverty, it is also a town filled with life. I love that all the buildings are painted bright colors. I love that the walls of the apartment where I will live after these first two weeks with my host family are painted bring green)
So right now, I am staying with my host family. They are WONDERFUL! Sandra and Carlos have two sons-- Emanual who is 5 and has quickly become one of my favorite people in Tlaxiaco, and Carlito who is 10. The are all so wonderful to be around. Emanual loves to ramble on and on to me in Spanish, and a lot of the time I have no idea what he is saying, but I love it anyway.
For those of you who are wondering what I am doing...
I basically am trying to live as a Mexican daughter would live. I follow Sandra around a lot of the day, going where she goes, and doing what she does. I am learning how to cook, clean, go to the market, and do so many other things... all in the Mexican way. Carlos and Sandra run a pasteleria, which is a cake shop. From about 1 until 10 our time is spent in the pasteleria, but at some point in the afternoon I go out and walk around through the centro, talking to as many people as I can in Spanish, and trying to form relationships. (And trying not to get lost as I do it!) It is one of my favorite parts of the day, though! GFM has adopted a strategy of learning Spanish know as LAMP, which stands for language acquisition made practical. In LAMP, we learn so many phrases a day, and it is our responsibility to say them to at least 25 different people every day. It has been hard for me to get out of my comfort zone and start conversations with people when I don´t speak the language well, but I am getting better at it. Learning a language is exhausting, though, and I feel like I am always tired and overwhelmed. Even though I studied Spanish at school, I am realizing how badly I really speak it.
Well, this is long, and I should go. I have so many other stories to tell, but they will have to wait for another time.
All for Him,
Elizabeth
Friday, June 6, 2008
seeds [and more anticipation]
Well, this is it. I'm really leaving. My journey starts tomorrow morning-- early, at 5!-- when my Dad and I leave for the airport. My bags are packed, and I'm ready to go, but it is still hard to believe that what I have looked forward to for so many months is actually here.
The first two weeks of the summer we are staying with a host family in Tlaxiaco. The idea behind it is that of bonding-- that by being immersed in the culture from the very beginning we will bond to the people of Tlaxiaco, not just with other Americans. I know that it will be challenging at times, but I am excited about the opportunity. I don't really know what to expect, but I am expecting God to do great things. Staying with a family means I don't know if I'll have Internet access for a while (all of my updates will be from an Internet cafe in Tlaxiaco), so be patient! It might be a while before you hear from me again...
Today I read 1 Corinthians 3. In it, Paul is writing to the church in Corinth about some of the issues going on that are keeping them from becoming mature believers-- things like jealousy and pride. The believers were declaring allegiance to Paul or Apollos, not to God. Paul wrote about how that was a really bad attitude to have because while he planted the seed and Apollos watered it, only God could make it grow.
I don't know what my role will be this summer, or in the years to come-- whether I will be planting seeds, watering them, or serving in some other way. But no matter what, only God can make them grow. I am but his servant.
This summer, I pray that through 2 short months of my life and the lives of the other interns, seeds in Oaxaca could both be planted and watered. But more than that, I pray that God provides everything needed to make growth possible-- in the lives of the people we will meet, but also in all of us as interns and full-time staff of GFM (Global Frontier Missions). I pray that this journey will help us all become closer to God, and closer to who he created us to be.
To Him be the glory!
Elizabeth
The first two weeks of the summer we are staying with a host family in Tlaxiaco. The idea behind it is that of bonding-- that by being immersed in the culture from the very beginning we will bond to the people of Tlaxiaco, not just with other Americans. I know that it will be challenging at times, but I am excited about the opportunity. I don't really know what to expect, but I am expecting God to do great things. Staying with a family means I don't know if I'll have Internet access for a while (all of my updates will be from an Internet cafe in Tlaxiaco), so be patient! It might be a while before you hear from me again...
Today I read 1 Corinthians 3. In it, Paul is writing to the church in Corinth about some of the issues going on that are keeping them from becoming mature believers-- things like jealousy and pride. The believers were declaring allegiance to Paul or Apollos, not to God. Paul wrote about how that was a really bad attitude to have because while he planted the seed and Apollos watered it, only God could make it grow.
I don't know what my role will be this summer, or in the years to come-- whether I will be planting seeds, watering them, or serving in some other way. But no matter what, only God can make them grow. I am but his servant.
This summer, I pray that through 2 short months of my life and the lives of the other interns, seeds in Oaxaca could both be planted and watered. But more than that, I pray that God provides everything needed to make growth possible-- in the lives of the people we will meet, but also in all of us as interns and full-time staff of GFM (Global Frontier Missions). I pray that this journey will help us all become closer to God, and closer to who he created us to be.
To Him be the glory!
Elizabeth
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