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What a season!

Life is moving pretty fast these days. I find the days moving pretty quickly and the weeks are just flying. The time between each weekend seems so long when I am facing Monday morning, but come tonight, a Thursday night, I can't believe I'm only one day away from Saturday! Part of the reason the time flies is that there is just so much to do! I have my "real" job, teaching English at the Central Depository of the Stock Exchange (or at least that's how I translate it). And I like my job. I like most of my students, I have a pretty good schedule, and they pay decently. But this isn't my life or at least not all of it.
When I think about my life, I think about my church, my sweet community that I have there and all the work there is to do in our tiny church plant. There are these three girls that I have started to teach how to read the Bible. They are all fairly new to their christian walks and its so exciting to get to study the Bible with them!One of them who I feel particularly close to has asked me to disciple her and I am just amazed each week at how the Lord is being so faithful to teach her more about Him.
THen I have my building. As many of you know, I live in a building full of prostitutes. Most of the apartments in my building are used by prostitutes for their... "business". This has been such a HUGE blessing. I know, you're thinking I'm crazy. But I've always had this desire to be one of those missionaries like Amy Carmichael who work with prostitutes in south east asia. And now, check it out! I'm in my country, Chile, AND I get this chance to live with and hopefully minister to these ladies!

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