Today was one of those days that nothing goes according to plan. My friend Pepe pointed out that God is probably teaching me to trust him by making everything funky.
Today, a jazz concert turned out to be a church service, a live music cafe (replacing the jazz) turned out to be a guy playing the clarinet for pennies in front of a church, and a one-hour commute turned out to be a two-hour tour of one of the city's most crowded avenues. Oh well.
Please pray that God would make me trust him, and that I wouldn't fight him for control of my circumstances. I'm off to bed.
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Pray that God would use us to enable Mexican college students to 1) center their lives around the gospel and 2) raise up the next generation of Mexicans to be laborers for the gospel.
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