April 19, 2015

Wonder Woman or how does she do it?  Sunday morning we woke up to Charlotte still feeling pretty bad.  She still wanted to go to services, of course.  She always fixes a small lunch for the teen girls who have a devotional and then go visiting after services.  We needed drinks and when I got back from getting them she had been sick at her stomach.  Still, she got ready and went.  Not only did she go but she also helped with the children’s class as well as staying for the devotional and lunch with the girls.  We usually have to park pretty far away and she had walked up at the front end but while she was in the devo I was able to go down and get the car and pick her up afterwards.  She said she had felt pretty terrible the whole time but no one who saw her knew it.  She did stay home in the afternoon while I went to the Ataco service.  She spent the whole time looking at websites to get ideas for the children’s classes here.  I was amazed when I got to the place where the church meets in Ataco.  It was an open top small building that belonged to one of the families here.  Just a couple of weeks ago Hector had mentioned that the rainy season would soon be here and that would be a big problem.  When I got there Sunday a nice roof had been put on.  It sure looked different.  The singing was noticeably better and at least now there is not the rush because of the rain but it is still pretty small and they are still looking for a place that is bigger and permanent. When I got home we had dinner and as we were eating Edgardo and George came by.  George lives out past us and always goes to Juayua so he wanted to ride with us.  We dropped Edgardo off near his house as we were on our way.  We had a good number but only people from Juayua other than us so there were no men who had been accustomed to leading.  Cesar led a prayer and then led the singing and when he started to lead in the Lord’s Supper I told him I could do it and Sister Regina said Amen Brother in Spanish.   That was my first time here for that but I am sure it will not be my last.  We also stopped at Selectos as we headed out of town because we needed a few thing and we have an unwritten rule that we cannot pass a Selectos without stopping.