New church

There is a little sign for Emmasdale Baptist Church on the corner of Vubu Rd. and Who Knows Rd. So we decided that because it was within walking distance it was definitely worth a shot. Well it turned out to be absolutely amazing. The teaching was very sounds and the people very welcoming as usual. The pastor had us stand and they all clapped for us and we sat down and felt very white and obvious but, it was really a fantastic experience. That is likely the church we will call home. They have Bible studies every Wednesday evening so we will try and get involved there. I was thinking about trying to get some Essentials Bible Study packets from Grace Bible Church sent over here. They did something very unique at the end of the service. There is an usher that leads each row out just as it would be done in an American wedding. You leave the building and shake the hands of all of those that came out before you on the way out and then line up at the end and shake the hands of all those that come after you. The pastor said he liked doing it because it gave everyone a chance to meet everyone and (the more prominent reason) it gives him a chance to note who is absent. It was a real neat though.

I think that I will continue to go to the International Bible study that Theresa took us to as the people there are super great and look out for us wonderfully. Tonight Mike and Lyndie, two very Southern Baptist folks from the Bible study took us home. But, not before they dragged us to the new Mexican food place here that was just opened recently BY A TEXAN! The food was almost as good as the fellowship that we got to have with these terrific people. The beef fajitas were much closer to Mexican than I expected. It's no Tex-Mex but, I certainly cannot complain! The restaurant was reminiscent of a legit Mexican place in San Antonio. We met the owner (Dan) that opened the place to serve as a source of income for his NGO Teach to Fish. We told him that he can expect to see us again soon.

Well tomorrow is a full day. We are going to head to Manda Hill then have lunch with Mike and Lyndie then head to Martha Conkling's place for a swim then to go die in a rugby match. No making fun of me because that sounds like I planned it but, I have not committed :) you know who you are.

Katy, Kahler, and I were talking after we got home and decided unanimously that Sunday is by far the best day of the week for us. I have been so blessed with each Sunday that has passed, I don't know why I would be surprised that the Lord is taking care of me. It's just been so extraordinarily tangible while I have been here.

All is well!