Nuzzle

We are starting to get into a pretty steady routine here, where the weeks seem to go by faster but the weird smells continue to linger. It’s exciting to recognize locals by name and for them to give us a friendly greeting, if they are lucky they will receive the famous Drew nuzzle, which we all love. We were just talking the other day and were mentioning how busy we have been, we work Monday- Friday and have some event going on every night…makes for a very tired life and lazy mornings but we are loving it and so much enjoying the culture.

The other night, we were at church and FINALLY!! were able to do a load of laundry, which is basically our first time since we’ve been here, most of it has been hand washed in the bathtub, with that feel blessed that we are far enough away that you can’t smell us. After we finished we headed down stairs to the room filled with good food and great people. I mentioned before, but the church that we’ve been attending since we’ve been here is full of foreigners from all over, so that night the speaker talked about communion and how the Lord speaks to us in our own languages,  then he went around the room and had people read John 3:16 in their own language, we had the Germans, the Dutch, the British, the Americans, the Arabs, the Irish, and the Hispanic, it was such a beautiful time. Hearing people that night speak the Lords words in a different language then my own made God that much greater. Drew and I are very blessed by this place and the Irish boys. 

We also attended this place called AIC “Alternative Information Center” where the parents of an American woman who was killed by an Israeli bulldozer, came and spoke. It was a very interesting and informative night, the parents talked about what really happened to their daughter and how after 7 years since she was killed things have not been settled or dealt with. I think what really stood out was after the traumatic experience of losing a daughter/sister, this family has used it to educate themselves on the conflict here and has done whatever they could to seek justice. Its interesting to see how people respond to death differently; sometimes it brings people to a depressed state and other times it motivates people to do great things and they draw the bigger lessons out of it. The parents and sister of Rachel, the woman who was killed, are brave and courageous, and i only hope that if that ever happens with me that i too will be courageous and brave.