It took us a while to realize where we wanted to go to church. With the language barrier it is difficult to be "fed" here, but the Canaan Church is where God has led us. It is a friendly church that really does try to let us know what is being said in the sermon. The sermon is spoken in Spanish and the music leader, who speaks English very well, types as best he can in English on the computer that shows on the screen. It is an honor that they do this for us, the only white folk in the crowd. The pastor is Vietnamese and came here a number of years ago as a missionary with his wife to start a church, they now have a family and the church doubles as a school during the week. The music here is "rockin'" for lack of a better phrase and some songs have the words in English underneath the Spanish words. There is lunch served every Sunday, so we are getting to know a few people, mostly teenagers (boys and girls) who come over and introduce themselves and say they want to be the girls friends. Very culturally different to Canada where boys kind of "avoid" girls. We are settling in to a way of life very different to that at home. It is comfortable and unhurried and we are happy to be here most of the time.
2 comments:
we are glad you have found a 'home' church. it is great to hear that the girls are finding some friends.
Debbi-Anne
How tragic that you're settling in, making friends, fitting-in, and being spoiled and blessed. All on a caribbean island no less. You have it so rough.
Cathy.
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