end of week one

     Update on what’s been happenin: Saturday night, Lauren and I went to a gathering for young people about our age. Jonathon, a young youth-pastor that we met the first day at the radio station, invited us to this meeting. We were warmly welcome by our peers, and also by the head pastor’s wife. She was very kind, and invited us to hang out with the girls sometime. Then we went to Larcomar, near the beach! There were many shops and Americans there, but it was a nice place.

en la iglesia (in the church)

     Then on Sunday morning we went to the church service at Restaurando Vidas, which went from 10:30 til 2 I think. It was hard to focus on understanding Spanish for that long. Alas, I did not succeed on paying attention through the service! It was great though. Singing and dancing and several pastors that spoke… free lunch afterwards (woo!), meeting people, and taking pictures with people like it was our last Sunday in Peru with our friends, not the first! After church Maria and Ebony took us to the Albarado’s house, where we talked to the mother about Lauren and me living there. She agreed—thank you, God!

     Monday morning we moved from Vicente’s (the head pastor of RV) house to the new house. Lauren and I didn’t have any classes on Monday even though it was the first day of class, so Ebony took us to the church where we were fixed a few free meals!

     Tuesday was a good day—I had two classes and a long break before I went to track practice!! The coach was really nice and sent me off running with Henry (about to finish his fourth year) so he could show me the path through campus. I’m so thankful to have dirt paths and not cement sidewalks. I was surprised to hear from Henry that there are only 8 runners on the track team. Not as popular as fútbol, you see.

venados (deers on campus!)

     Thanks to all who prayed for me to find a new home to live in J God has provided! Lauren and I now have a wonderful 15 minute walk to campus. He surely listens to us and cares for our needs. Evening, morning, and noon I cry out in distress, and He hears my voice. (Psalm 55:17)