Hey friends- I’m blogging today instead of tomorrow because
tomorrow is Thanksgiving and we’re having a big American party! Yay! Its kind
of a different week- a little bit of a rest, supposedly, although last night I
could have gone to bed at 7:30. Monday
was kind of a normal day off- we went to the market, and yesterday we went to a
parade for the Mexican Revolution. We
were there for three and a half hours and it still hadn’t ended by the time we
left. Oh and last Friday there was a
different Mexican Revolution day parade (different revolution, maybe? I really have no idea) that the bilingual
school wanted us to walk in with us. Apparently
it was only to show off their white people, which was kind of funny to me. We were going to go to the beach on Friday and
Saturday (its still kind of hot here, like tank top weather most days which is
amazing) but apparently there might be a cold front this weekend, in which case
we would change the beach trip to next week sometimes. Everything is kind of last minute here, so who
knows?
Okay yesterday I did two different WOWs, which I think was
the reason why I was so tired. So the
first one I went to Estrella because we wanted to visit Laura, but she ended up
not being home. So we went to our friend Erica’s house. Its really cool because
Erica had never been to church until last week. She told us about a dream she had- that Jesus
came to her and said I’ll never leave you, I’ll always be with you, I’m never
going to forsake you. It’s really cool
because I asked her if she had ever read Hebrews, and I kind of figured she
hadn’t since she hasn’t had a whole lot of experience with God, and actually
she can’t read so she definitely hadn’t, but I shared with her that Hebrews
13:5 says “Never will I leave you; never will I forsake you.” � So that is
supercool because I think she God it- that her dream was most definitely a God
thing. But then she went into this whole
thing about how her son Luis has to wear a catheter and he never goes to the
bathroom when he needs to, and she was just describing the agony she goes
through as a mother with a really sick child, especially since this has been
going on since he was 3, so for the last 7 years, and how every day its washing
his clothes over and over and getting him to bathe over and over and then she
said, “This is my life. I’ll never be
happy, because this is my life.” � It just
broke my heart because she has no idea that joy comes only from the Lord, so we
talked about that and shared with her some things we’ve learned in our own
lives. So I just ask that you pray with
me about her, that God would speak loudly to her, that he would pour his peace
over her, the peace that is not what the world knows but that only comes from
HIM.
Love you all!
Me and Tamara at the Mexican revolution parade- the school wanted to show off their gringos!
