I went to church on saturday. Something I haven't done within the adventist system in a very long time (besides of course when I go home). Theres a wave of peace that washes over me when I enter the house of God and it reminds me how much I need him. Now don't get me wrong, I've been reading my bible faithfully and thanking God for all the things he's given me, but its not the same. God blessed me again, this time with a friend here who took me to church. I met him in Argentina, and he's great! He picked me up this morning and we headed to church at about 9:45. When I walked in I couldn't help but feel lighter. I know it's an odd concept but being at an adventist church (even if its in portuguese and I can't understand most of it) is like getting to go home. It always is, even at home.
The rest of this week has not been as peaceful, Ive spent most of it racking my brain for words that make sense in any language. I always forget how in order to learn a new language, I have to break my own language down into its simplest form. Which means... I can't speak english anymore. I can type, because I can make the correct changes, edit, write, and rewrite what I have to say. (Not that I do that really because it takes too much effort) but at least Im given time to think about what I want to say.
I've tried an endless amount of fruits since Ive been here and I can't get enough. Some of them look so weird and some of them have names I cant pronounce. Oh how I wish my fellow chubbers were here! You guys are missing out on some sweet mouth watering action! (Get your head out of the gutter!) The list of amazing foods goes on and on and on....
This weekend I made new friends. Guess what kinda friends I made... guess c'mon. Brazilian Hipsters haha. Dont roll your eyes at me! Theyre awesome! I stumbled across them when they were organizing a strategy to save the storm stricken families of a very poor part of Sao Paulo. The couple weeks before I came there were neverending storms everyday and a lot of the city flooded. Unfortunately some families were washed from their homes, and so they had no choice but to break into empty homes and businesses to find shelter. Well the police werent very happy about this so they started beating and shooting these families, KIDS AND ALL! Instead of helping they just turned to violence. So, this group of kids I met (by kids I mean my age) was finding unoccupied homes in a nicer part of town where the police wouldnt hurt anyone, and moving the families from one part of town to this part of town. Nothing makes me happier than seeing love in our world. Im so excited that these young people care enough to make a difference and share their love to benefit others. What amazing beings God has created.
Well thats a short update on whats been goin on. Theres more stories but Ill have to post them later! Tchau!