Hot, Cold or Caramel?

I never know how to start these posts but I guess I'll just start with where Phil left off. Saturday morning the three of us met Pat and Terry at their house for a Canadian-style breakfast and to go over some administrative stuff. This week and the next we will be visiting various ministries around Cochabamba to choose which one we would like to get involved in. It is always nice to see Pat and Terry because, for me at least, they provide a sense of family and a sense of Canada. Anyways, after breakfast Pat took us to one of her favorite Saturday markets to show us where to get the good stuff. It was really neat there. Lots of people and energy, and lots of fresh and cheap fruits and vegetables. Later in the afternoon we stopped by what is known as the baby washing ministry. Every Saturday the ministry sets up an entire stashion in one of the downtown squares to wash babies, children and women who do not have access to running water. We wern't there for long before we had to leave but I am not going to lie it was hard to do. The children there instantly latched onto us. It opened our eyes to some of the realities of Bolivia and I am sure we will be returning in the future. Afterwards we went to the youth group at Calama church.

On Sunday we helped lead worhip at the English service with Ally, Julio and Boris. Ally is another missionary from the states and Julio and Boris are from Cochambamba. (Julio if you ever read this I sincerly apologize for potentially butchering the spelling of your name). After Church we went over to Allison's house, the Scottish lady I mentioned before, for a pot luck BBQ. It was a lot of fun. It had been pouring all morning so Phil and I prayed that it would stop raining for the potluck and it did. It was warm and sunny. I am amazed at how God chooses to show us the power of prayer and His provision in the simplest of circumstances.

Sunday evening we went to an evening service at another church called Muyarina. (Ask me in three months what that means). After the service we went out to a restaurant with a bunch of the young adults we have been getting to know. One thing that I was not expecting here, but which as been a huge blessing is the community of young adults that have instantly befriended us. They are a lot of fun and super patient with our linguistic limitations. You always know when you've made a mistake when they start laughing though. When aksed if the drink I ordered was cold or hot I answered "It's caramel". Let's just say I have 'sorry' in Spanish down pat.

This week we are going to be doing our last full week of Spanish lessons, some ministry touring and maybe some maintence work at the Seminary. However, I am sure one of us will write soon to let you know. Thanks for reading and for your prayers.

-Tarryn