A month

At first you measure in days...we've been here six days and still have jet lag. Then you measure in weeks..two weeks today, can't believe we finally finished itineration and here we are in Spain.

Now we will begin to measure in months. We have been here a month this week and can't describe how many things in our lives have changed this month. Everything we eat, everywhere we drive, what we do everyday, it's all new. We've driven two different cars already, and will be moving to a different apartment by the time another month has passed.

We are involved in an English outreach in Torredembarra, the next town north of us. So far there have been lots of hand outs but not really anyone except those of us from one of the Spanish churches. It's a first try at reaching the English speakers who are here for the summer.

The majority of our day is spent at language school cramming Spanish into our heads. It's a wonderful priveledge and we are enjoying the Spanish church services more and more.

So much can change in a month. A dear friend, Ruth, at home has been diagnosed with a stage 4 cancerous brain tumor and is in the hospital weak right now. She was at a fourth of July party we were at right before we left. We don't know what a month will hold, but we do know that we do not go alone. God is on the journey with us. I'm so thankful.

D.