But now in Christ Jesus you who once were far off have been brought near by the blood of Christ. For he himself is our peace, who has made us both one and has broken down in his flesh the dividing wall of hostility... Eph. 2:13-14

Monday, July 3

My trip to Mexico - Continued

Okay, if you're just joining us, you may want to scroll down to the previous entry, so that you know what's going on.

Monday, June 19th, 2006
Dear Journal,

To begin:
"Let the peoples praise You, O God,
Let all the peoples praise You."
-Psalm 67:5-

Hey, guess what? - Okay, as a disclaimer, I know that it's ridiculous to ask a journal a question, and really, I don't care for that particular question, but I end up asking it without thinking all the time, so I'm going to shut up now, kay? - I just figured out that I'm going to have a verse for every day in La Posa except the day we leave (Thursday), sweet! Also, the Rockportians (what I call our church family) are coming tomorrow to do the Drama here.

Sarah Weber
you remind me of a tree
cuz you're like a bee
it's not too late to meditate
don't forget that you're a girl cuz
I shine like a pearl
So there you go don't read
this row.

(a drawing of a smiley-face goes here)

This is a poem that Iliana the translator wrote for me. She's the coolest.
It sounded kinda Beatnik-ish.
Thursday, June 22nd, 2006 (the day of departure - 3 days later if you aren't paying attention)
Dear Journal,

I am SO sorry that I didn't write more!

Did I tell you about Pepperchuck? It's this beat up doll that was found in the dirt. They (some members of our team) played a bunch of creepy tricks on Ili and last night SeƱor Ricardo (Mr. Richard) broke open a glow stick and put it in Pepperchuck's eyes. It was creepy.

So now we're leaving, and I'm kinda sad and kinda not. I really loved it, better than last year even. But still, I think I'm ready to go.

I'd like to write down all of the stories, but I don't really feel like it at this moment. Maybe I'll tell you about the drunk man later (his name was Julian - pronounced: "hul-ee-ahn").

Sarah Weber
Boy, what a pathetic ending. Sorry, I was traveling and tired. Actually, this wasn't a very good ending at all. It kinda gave things a fake sort of happiness, which was not the case. God truly blessed the trip. Well, "One man Band" has finished downloading and "For the Birds" is currently downloading, and I have to go change into my pajamas. Thanks for reading!

Sarah Weber

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