Day 69 - Sunday

Sunday

I woke up this morning and it was cold.  There is no central heating in my apartment, so 50 degrees, with roaring wind and being a little damp, is downright COLD.  I am not complaining, because one day soon enough, probably a month from now, I will be encountering 90s every day.  So why not get dressed quickly and go to Starbucks.

I have said before that I love my neighborhood.  It is clean and beautiful trees are blooming all over the place.  This tree I can see from my window, so I went to look for it first.  Hey I found it is in the courtyard of a pizzeria.  Gotta go visit that place!  Starbucks is about four blocks from my house.  A nice coffee and roll costs only $4.  And it warms a body on a cold winter morning.

I am thinking I am too far from my church, Iglesia Berea.  It is a 20-minute taxi drive that usually costs 20 Bs. ($3).  I only manage to go on Sunday mornings, but have visited on Saturday evening and Sunday evening.  Both services were so good.  Maybe my second year here, I will look for something closer to both church and school.  I am though, enjoying living in the center of the city, but probably am paying too much.

Pastor Percy is preaching through Revelation.  I really enjoy when a pastor takes time to preach through a book of the Bible.  I know Pastor Dave was preaching through Matthew when I left for Bolivia.  As fast as he preaches through a book of the Bible, he will probably be in chapter 8 when I get home.  It took him a year to preach through First John.  More and more over the last years, the book of Revelation makes sense.  Thirty years ago it was confusing.  Now it seems like we are talking about next week.  Maybe we are.

Did you know that Obama Care includes the mandatory implant of a chip in either your hand or head?  Are we at the point where the Mark of the Beast is real? This might get a few followers to stop following me, but hey it is out there.  It is important that we not be asleep when Christ returns.

My taxi driver home did not know where the Plaza Blacut or Tahuichi Stadium are.  He did know where Avenida Irala is, so I helped him find home.  He must not know the center of the city that well, because more than half of my journey home was in the Ramada Market; that is one crazy crowded place!

A stop at Chicken Kingdom for lunch (and dinner and breakfast) and I am back home to spend the day writing.

God bless you on your journey.