Everything email I send very well may have

"17 days" written somewhere in it.

I am afraid I am still absolutely horrible at this posting blogs buisness. and at that, this may be the last. hopefully only second to last (If I remember there will be a conclusion when I get home)

We are doign everythign we can to finish strong, and I think we may just accomplish that. I am in the process of planning a party for everyone we have met over these last two months, and being we are missionaries, there is of course not enough money. But who needs food when you´ve got good company?

Sam and I are teaching the youth group again this week, this time on "Faith".

Those are just basic updates though. Which no one really wants to know. I am sure you are all (by all I mean all 5 of you) are reading this to hear what is happening inside this mind of mine/ what progress we have made in Spain.

Well, as I stated early one (you know, my last blog) we may have seen very little progress. Our homeless ministry has been going great (we walk around town, asking people if they are hungry, if they are, we feed them, this usually leads into lovely conversation and being told how pretty we are many times over.) We are getting some great stories. And I am not sure you all know, but I LOVE having great stories to tell. Our "regulars" consist of: Jatsin and his dog shadow, whom we gave a tennis ball to; Juan, the elderly portugese man; The Men, whose names we are unsure of, but there is never a lack of entertainment with that group, being as they think we are lovely, and are generally stunned we wander into alleys and feed people; And susanna, who has never been in the same place twice, but Tracy (my feeding partner) runs into to her at least once a week(I think God may have a finger in that game...)

I had an incredible time prayer walking down at the port (the part of town with all the prostitutes) There isnt much we can do except pray. frustrating, yes. effective, yes.

Our English classes have also grown! We started with no one, then we moved to 1 then 3 then this week was four! Which may not sound big, but its a great opportunity to talk with people. Though, lieing in couch last night (yes, I sleep on a couch), still smelling like smoke and beer, I had to stop and wonder what kind of christians hang out in bars all night, swaping stories stories with homeless men from cambia. "The kind who obey" I could hear the gentle Whisper say. Oh... I guess that works then.

The Lord is good, and he has a plan for every foolish act he sends us to do (this includeds the time we swept the bull ring, yes, because "Gid said so"...oh they must have thought we were a cult) I have got some other things to say, but I am going to make a new blog for them. so until then...