Sunday Church

Oh Sunday.  Sunday is a day where I realize I am going to a service where I can't understand hardly anything said.  It is a day I try to listen to a sermon from back in the states.  It is a day I worship the same true, living God with others in a different language.  It is then I marvel at a God who is great & mighty & big. He is a God who made us all in His image.

I will tell you about Sunday church in Bogota. When we arrived here 3 months ago this week, there was an average of about 40 people at our church plant.  The last few weeks, there has been an average of 20, which has been discouraging. Remember two missionary families returned to the states & some others have been traveling on summer vacation.  And some people just haven't been back.

Today we had 15 at church, our lowest number we have seen since being here.  About half way through the service, the family we met in the park came into church!  It just lifted the mood of our entire congregation of 15!  It was just so refreshing to see new faces as this was their first time at our church. We are the only non-Spanish speaking family at our church, so it was fun to have this family as our guests.  I'm telling you, this made our day.  After church, we went to the mall food court with them & they spent some time in our home. It is fun & tiring at the same time with the communication barrier.

Also at church yesterday, Avery led worship for the first time.  He has been singing with the church, but today, he was asked to lead the singing.

Brook looked so grown up to me today in her outfit drinking her coffee.

Here is a sampling of our song sheet from church:

Oh Love That Will Not Let Me Go

Mighty to Save

Here I Am To Worship

This is a picture Brook took of us out to eat Thursday night with our new friends.

Pray for us to be not only a friend to these people, but the light of Jesus so they may see & know Him.