I am so incredibly sorry for not writing a blog sooner, but I just do not know how to answer people's questions about my life here.  We still do human things.  We wash clothes.  We eat.  We shower now and then.  We play.  We laugh.  We love the best we can.  We live together.

 

2 Corinthians 10:5

     We demolish arguments and every pretension that sets itself up against the knowledge of God, and we take captive every thought and make it obedient to Christ.

 

This is a verse that has just been revolutionizing my life. It is totally crazy, and a tall order. EVERY THOUGHT.  And it really went well with our week of theology.

Moving On.

Theological topics that we studied and discussed this week: Inerrancy vs. Infallibility, Providence, Foreknowledge, Women in Ministry, and Hell.  So, apparently people have different views on these topics which I was unaware of.  In fact, I had no idea that there was a debate about Hell or that such an idea as annihilationism existed.  I also have learned not to cringe at the word submission when referring to marriage which is a huge deal for me, but mostly I learned that God is so unfathomable to our puny little human minds that it is hard to even try.

 

I am sorry that the computer is being ridiculous, and didn't post the second half of my blog last time and also for just now noticing.

 

Last week, we ministered at a hospital in Matamoros to those waiting outside.  This Mexican hospital was something entirely new to me.  First of all, there was no waiting room and so all of the families of the people inside just sit out in front of the hospital all night long.  We talked to the people outside for quite some time and handed out little tracks of the book of John in Spanish.  After we expended our knowledge of Spanish vocabulary, Rebecca and I began to feel quite awkward because we could understand but had no way to reply which is a common situation here.  At one point, one of the locals who accompanied us gave a message that I could not comprehend, but people seemed to be moved by his passion and God's presence.  We walked around and prayed for people in English for awhile and then I had this horrible urge..  It was my bladder.  So, I went inside to use the restroom and Brittany came to hold the door with no handle, just a hole.  Inside of this HOSPITAL bathroom there was no light, no toilet paper, and no water to wash your hands.  I am not in America, but I love it here.  The lifestyle in this ejido is so different than I am used to but certainly not in a bad way.