Church and Friends

Breakfast at the surfing spot

We went to church yesterday. It is such a blessing to see the little group gathered in His Name! On the way to church we stopped by Christ for the City to pick up the lady who is spending two weeks there teaching sewing. She is such a dear woman of God! We also saw a couple obviously walking to church since they were carrying Bibles, and gave them a ride. We had never met them before, and it turned out that they were visiting relatives from the capital. The group is doing well, but the numbers are not growing. We believe that they need to do follow up, but that is not happening. Pray that they will be moved by the Holy Spirit to reach out to family and neighbors.

As we had done before, we took a group to have breakfast at the local surfing restaurant. It was nine of us and two small girls. I had "gallo pinto," the traditional breakfast of black beans and rice with scrambled eggs. Talk about the breakfast of champions! It sticks with you all day. John had pancakes. There was a black dog with a collar made of shells that kept begging under the table. I couldn't resist it. Because we are two hours ahead of California, we had time to go home and catch the football games. FoxSports in Spanish. I learned how to say wildcard in Spanish. I never knew that since I don't like to play cards.

Last night our best friends here, the couple with the little boy, took us out to dinner at another restaurant. The boy met an American boy the same age, and they played fooshball (sp?). Futbolín in Spanish. I don't know what language they were using, but they had a good time.

Father and son

It turns out that the main owner here has a group staying at the house that we were going to use for the couple's retreat, so they offer another smaller house next door. It is still right on the beach. We are going to see the interior today. I am sure that it will be fine. We are not being charged to use it, so we are not complaining.
This is the entrance to our condo. The iguana is real, not a decoration.

Until next time, from the beach....