The last few days have been an adventure for sure. It all started when we left Chicago last Thursday. We flew to Miami and officially left the U.S. at around 10:00pm or so, it was pretty hard b/c it was the last time I was going to be able to just call my family and say hello. So after a few tearful phone calls we got on the very uncomfortable plane ride to La Paz, Bolivia. I didn't sleep much on that 7 hour flight but I lived:) We then sat in the plane in La Paz for an hour or so and flew to Santa Cruz, Bolivia. We had no problems when we got there which was surprising b/c we didn't even think we'd be able to get our bags with out issues from the customs people. We were then greeted by our leaders (Isaac's) family. They were so happy to see us and we felt the same. They took us to see the city and out to lunch. It was really cool to see the city we were supposed to be in and eat some of their food. We only knew these people for 3 hours or so and we attached to them really quickly, they are great, it was hard to say goodbye but we got on the plane to head to Argentina!
When we arrived in Argentina we were greeted by the pastor of the church, his son, and another church member. They took us to see the church and the neighborhood and the boys got all settled in and then Cara and I went to the house we are staying at. We are staying at the Pastors house. We quickly had to adjust to the difference in lifestyles here because they don't eat dinner until around 10:00 or 11:00 so that's what we did. We were pretty exhausted but managed to stay awake and get to know our new family a little better. Cara is great at Spanish and has basically been my translator, it's nice! But I am not doing so well with the Spanish, its coming though, I can understand people more than I can actually speak to people.
Our time here so far has been going to the church a lot, singing in the worship team during service and just getting to know the people. They are wonderful, so loving and accepting. One thing I really love about them is how they worship the Lord. The service we went to was four ours long and started at 6:00pm. Even though I didn't understand the language at all I could still feel the Holy Spirit present, it was amazing. I also love that the people don't care at all how they look when they worship. They shout, cry, jump, dance, stand still, anything, and its wonderful. Their love for God is so obvious and it just makes me really happy and makes me want to show God how much I love him and not worry about what other people think around me.
There seems like there is so much more to share but that's all I can write for now. Hope everyone is doing well, I'll try and update more often.
Katie
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