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Every wednesday morning, the pastor of my church and a few elders and anyone else who wants to come, meet at a coffee and bagel shop to pray for the church. It happens to be at the same bagel shop that I go to everymorning, so I get to join them. Today though, no one showed up but the pastor and I. So we ate breakfast and talked. Can i just say that I appreciate the fact that God places the most amazing people in my life? This man is a prebyterian missionary and had like 4 degrees from different universities, including Fuller and Westminster. BUT he is not caught up in all of it. What do I mean? Well, we were talking about the situation with pastors here and it was so interesting to hear the issues that are coming up with the training and selection of national pastors here in Chile. He and I discussed everything under the sun and I was glad. Sometimes I think that people assume that just because I am a blonde girl from California that I am not up for an intellectual conversation about different theological subjects. The conversation almost felt like stretching my legs after hours of sitting on a bus. It took me a second to get back into the groove after months of no intellectually stimulating conversation, but once I was in it, I loved it. We prayed for the church and for Chile in general, and went our seperate ways. I just feel so blessed that this man is someone I can respect and learn from. No one could ever replace what Brian and Garret were to me, but it is good to know that the teaching won't end.

Also, I received the most amazing phone call from a dear friend, KALLIE, who I adore and I am missing horribly out here (she should be out here with me, by the way). It was good to pick up the phone and hear the excitement in her voice as she said, "Becka!?!". Out of everyone I know, she understands how ridiculously attractive MTW boys (who like to quote the Westminster Catechism) are, unfortunatly. I love you and I miss you Kals!

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