

Today I had such an amazing experience. Sunday is our day off and seven of us decided to walk around the actual town we live in, San Pedro a las Huertes. We got to the gorgeous town square, and looked around. There was a monument with a cross, an old church, a place to wash clothes, and beautiful scenery. After we finished with the square we decided to go up the hill into the residential area. We topped the hill after passing tightly packed houses, horses, and more scenery. At the top there was a cool looking cemetery. and a wonderful view of San Pedro a las Huertes and the surrounding area. After taking photos we walked back down. We ran into the other part of our group. They wanted somebody to keep walking with them, so I decided to. We walked up the same hill, but now, near the top were some little kids. They called me over to take photos of them, so I did. After the photos the only two Spanish literate talked to them, Jasmin and I; We both had a great time communicating with them. Later a kid came with a soccer ball and we got a good game of soccer going. It was fun to play soccer with them, but I just enjoyed the company of the kids even more. I would talk to them while we played, asking them questions and telling them random stuff. Eventually their parents came out to see what was going on, and while the ball was in the other zone I talked to the mom and dad, They were super nice people. Once we needed to leave we took some group photos and the kids told me which two houses were theirs. One had a green door, the other a black door. It was just such a blessing forming relationships with a couple of families that I never would have imagined by just going for a walk. It was neat to see the parents didn't seem to mind that their children were talking, communicating, and playing with white, different race, hardly know Spanish strangers. They were so open and joyful to see us and we didn't even know them, but there was a connecting bond somehow. God works in some amazing ways, making my Sunday afternoon enjoyable.
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