December 6-9, Quite the weekend!

Wow! What a weekend! From Thursday to Saturday about 22 kids and young people played and spent time in God´s outdoors.
The girls rigged the 25ft. bunkbed so they wouldn´t be so cold. They put a small hot air heater on one level and they all slept there. They had a one inch thick rubber pad to sleep on...some found that uncomfortable. The guys, 9 of them, slept out in a large tent... I guess they slept, but from what I hear the lack of sleep was not so much from the cold but from various other factors.

We went fossil hunting one day with the kids and we found fossilized coral, fossilized worm holes, clams and snails. On Saturday morning we went to the house of Lluis, a man that I met through Sr. Agustí. He has a fossil collection in his basement in town--more than 4000 fossils. He has a fossilized giant mussle, too. It´s about 3 feet long and 18 inches wide! A neighbor dug it up with a tractor deep down under his field.





We showed two Christian films: Pamela´s Prayer and The Key to the Mystery of Life. Both films are really worth seeing.



Anyway, Saturday we were shot tired, many had very little voice left, but in spite of all that, we practiced for the following day. On Sunday afternoon we sang in front of about 120 unbelievers. It was an amazing opportunity: to sing a Christmas cantata in front of so many people, knowing that from now on things will change for us in town because now we are the talk of the town.

The crowd was very receptive and some tears even fell over the true story of a rebel son who returns home and gets saved after having spent all his savings. The Gospel message was crystal clear...Peter read the narration and Kevin directed.

After the cantata we were treated to the Catalan snack of farmer´s bread and salt cured ham and lunchmeats. We sat around and chatted. One lady said, "That was a sermon we needed to hear, and it is a much better substitute to the mass." That was the wife of Joan Coll, the president of the retired folks´ association. Joan, himself, said that we should take our cantata to the public school.

It was such a blessing to have the help of our home church group. By the way, the retired folks´ association has invited us to come back next year...

It was a tough weekend but a blessed one. Thanks for praying and pray for fruit to come from our new friendships for eternity. The ice has been broken. Now we fish.

Oh, one more thing. Pray for Angels, the caretaker of the millhouse. Kevin was able to open up a neat conversation with her about prophecy, past and future...and she was amazed. Pray for these doors to remain open and that we will be able to offer Christ with clarity to many.