The "cold" hard reality

The past couple of days have been a lot quieter around here. Brenda is gone as well as Donna and I am alone in this house - it's just me and the dog holding down the fort. The first day alone at home (Tuesday) was definitely the hardest but things have been picking up since then. I suppose that the reality of being in a foreign country with a minimal grasp of the language and being away from all family and friends has been sinking in.

These past few days have been fairly full of activity though and God has granted me a number of good connections already. I've made some good connections with the North American Church which consists in winter of the snowbirds and in summer of the faithful retirees who live here year round and brave the heat. I'll be leading them in worship this Sunday filling in for the person who had to travel to Panama for family reasons. I've also been able to make some connections with the Spanish church as well, having gone to rehabilitation center in neighboring Guaymas on Tuesday evening with a small group that lead the men in worship and a Bible Study. I can't say I really knew what was going on but it was a good time.

I was also able to spend some time with the boys at the Orphanage, about 20 minutes away. The picture above is one of my new-found buddies at the orphanage. There are 8 children there ranging in age from 2 to 11. We had a good time working up a sweat playing some soccer.

Thank you for all your prayers! They have definitely been felt!