Above is a photo of new leaves on a grapevine at the Lopez´house. Spring (remember, this is the southern hemisphere) has definitely come to Cordoba. Although it´s a big city with lots of pavement, there are trees which are budding beautifully all around. What a sight!
Any of you who have lived in another country know the mix of emotions. The cultural differences that are exciting one moment are frustrating the next: ¨What a great idea, buying yummy fresh bread every day, ¨ then ¨What a waste of time, going to the bakery every day.¨ That has been happening to me a lot lately. I thought I would have been over this by now, having moved so much. But now I seem to recall that it was still happening when I moved to Arizona three years ago. It takes awhile to adjust, and it is even more difficult when you don´t have your own apartment and you don´t have anyone to whom you can express your frustration.
Above is a picture of us eating arroz con pollo that Estela made -¡Qué rico! It is delightful to fellowship together. However, we have all been in this house together for a week now. I have been praying a lot through Psalm 133:
Behold, how good and pleasant it is when brothers dwell in unity!
It is like the precious oil on the head, running down on the beard, on the beard of Aaron, running down on the collar of his robes!
It is like the dew of Hermon, which falls on the mountains of Zion!
For there the LORD has commanded the blessing, life forevermore.
What a seemingly exaggerated importance the psalmist gives to unity: precious oil, dew on the mountains of Zion. But really, how can we do what Psalm 135 suggests when our minds are at odds with our brothers and sisters?
Praise the LORD, for the LORD is good; sing to his name, for it is pleasant!
Psalm 135:3
