Ok so i was up - with good cofffee inside me making the effect to speak portuguese to the new guy doing my quiet time and proudly looking at my football bruises (you know that game i winged about so badly last week- well i actually enjoyed it, (cant say i kicked the ball anywhere useful) but I at least got it off the top guy a few times and didnt get it in our net so thats something ;))
The new week ment a new teacher, a new subject and a few more conversations down the line with people, I´d completed some work and finally done some exercise (to burn off the chocolatemania i had consumed since stepping foot on this base, rumour has it everyone goes back chubby - the dream (returning thin, brown and holy) was slipping away, it was going to take vigalence and some decent gymwear from the spanish sales to prevent it.)
The new lecturerer was good, everything was a little less intensely personal yet still challenging thinking about what makes gods character and his nature - why were we created? how your impressions of what god is like will impact or determine what kind of relationship you have with him, how much do you believe god loves you? - you personally not what your taught but what do you believe? if god abolished hell tomorrow would you still follow him?
I managed to find some of the spanish sunshine id herd so much about and although not entirely jamaican looking just yet there was hope of completing 2/3 of the dream. Coupled with the idea of a night off today was looking pretty good.
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Hola Vic,
Good to see you getting into the football. They say "no pain, no gain", and in my experience of injuries, I'd disagree.
My chicken isn't quite the same without you. Find contentment in the climate and enjoy your discipleship training. see you soon.
adios,
Juan
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