Our first call was Pedro,* owner of a small clothing store. He's the one who carries a Spanish Bible with him on his cell phone. I get him to check scriptures on it and happily I can identify key words to make sure he gets the sense of it.
It was early enough that he had no customers. He brought out chairs so the three of us could sit in the middle of the store and chat, surrounded by shirts and blouses. Pedro is a reader. He has over 500 books in his personal library. We learned it was a Spanish Witness that inspired him to read the Bible. We commended him. As the saying goes, Read the most important book first - or you may never get to read it at all. He had Bible-based questions and we were pleased to show him where the Bible itself answered them. I had a question for him too but I didn't ask it. I'd like to know how he regiments to perfection every hair of his mustache. Maybe next time.
The fellow at the detox center was not there today. We learned he got himself a regular job. Good for him (I hope). I'll go again Saturday.
At noon I met Carol and we went for lunch at a Chinese restaurant, a different one from last week, unfortunately. Our lunch can only be described as wretched. Never again. We very much hope our digestive systems will manage properly the part we actually ate.
Next, we shopped the local market for vegetables.
In late afternoon we enjoyed Facetime with our granddaughters, then with the whole family.
We also got to admire some of our granddaughters'
recent artwork! This is Sheepy.
Some of my best friends are sheep.
* names have been changed yadda yadda.
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