One of my goals in coming here was to learn Spanish. Becki was not as concerned with learning the language since she assumed that she could rely on me to do the speaking for us. She should have have known that she wouldn't want to rely on anyone else to do her talking. Since our arrival last week, her desire to learn Spanish has increased greatly. Combining our desire to learn the language and our training as elementary school teachers, we have plastered our apartment with 3x5 notecards labeling all sorts of items from the door to our carrots. Maybe we are unable to separate life from work with the outcome being an apartment that looks like a classroom.

We also went to our first Spanish speaking church service this morning. We enjoyed singing along with the songs. They sang Spanish versions of "Shine, Jesus, Shine" and "Indescribable" so we were able to sing along since we knew the tune. They also had the words on the overhead so we could figure out the meaning of many of the words. My bilingual Bible also helped us follow along in the sermon. From the verses, we knew that the sermon was on the topic of sin. Whenever the pastor spoke apart from the Bible, we were lost. The bright side is that our understanding of these sermons can only grow. I must say that the pastor of the church was an extremely nice man. I was truly impressed with him.