Saturday, January 15, 2011

June 18th, 2010


 I stinkin' love it here. I never want to leave. This trip has been incredible. I'd rather be here in the field than anywhere on earth right now. It is going to be a difficult adjustment to being back in the States... funny how just a week in another world can really change a person...
I had the chance to eat a fresh coconut. We went to this couple's house while we were out evangelizing, and while talking with the man, Jim, ( he was Canadian, so imagine our surprise when he opened his mouth and began speaking english, ha-ha! ) we learned that he was agnostic. Thank God Mark was with us. He is great at talking with people like that.
Mark later told us on the way back to Rio Naranjo that people like that, who believe so strongly, are not going to be convicted and convinced that Christ is the only way. He said that typically, it takes several years; if not longer, while building a steady relationship, allowing God to work in their heart overtime, not just a matter of an hour or two. While Mark was talking with Jim though, his wife took us to the backyard and had their son cut coconuts from the tree for us. It was very good!
It's really neat, while we're out evangelizing; if we get hungry- there are fruit trees everywhere! Mango, papaya, coconut, bananas! It's all delicious!
Today was our last day Evangelizing, so we traveled to a village about an hour away from Rio Naranjo. One house we went to, the entire family accepted Christ! Wow! It was incredible!
There was a big tree in the village, that had overgrown an ancient, stone chimney- so naturally; I couldn't resist the urge to climb the huge limbs. While climbing, I heard a child's laughter from above. I looked up, and there was a little boy whom I had already met at one of the homes, hanging from a branch a good ten feet above me pointing and laughing. I had to stop and take a picture, it was too funny.

I'm not sure why, but I always find myself procrastinating to write the most important stories. Instead, I just tend to write the little things.

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