Yo estoy sanada

My immune system kicked that cold in the tooshie, and by the next morning it was out the door and well on it's way to Timbuktu. Thanks be to the healing power of Jesus and to all the prayers. God bless.

Cardio is proving to be time spent less efficiently for many of us during our 7 hours at the hospital campus. Dutch Blitz to the rescue!! I tell you, if Jesus could catch on as quickly as something as simple as a card game like Dutch Blitz.....perhaps World peace wouldn't be considered such an unrealistic idea.

On the top floor of the administrative tower is Club Medico, I guess it's sort of like the student lounge. I want to take a video from there to show you the view, but haven't yet as it's been gray and rainy all week. So, Lord willing, one of these few weeks to come I'll get a video taken.

Bible study this past Wednesday went well. Thank you for the prayers. Turned out that Hector choose Satan as his topic. Our discussion ranged from free will to Hell to Catholism vs. Christianity and many many tangents in between. We went on for a couple of hours only stopping in the end knowing that we are all running a circular track for the time being. Throughout the night the Holy Spirit provided me with a supply of verses for whatever need the current tangent had us on, and afterwards I almost congratulated myself for feeling like I knew something. At that moment I realized I needed to go to Ixtlan and have a discussion with Jan and Marshall. Talking with them on matters spiritual I'm always drastically reminded that compared to them what I think I know is actually quite minuscule. For the past 10 years I've always held in awe my older brothers and sisters thinking, for some odd reason, that 10 years of the Christian walk was "the milestone to hit." I hit that year marker this past June and just as I was reaching out to grab the milestone Jesus picked it up and heaved it far into my future. Honestly I can't even see where it landed.
In the meantime...a friend sent me this variation of the Footprints poem recently, and I absolutely loved it

FOOTPRINTS...A New Version
Imagine you and the Lord Jesus are walking down the road together. For much of the way, the Lord's footprints go along steadily, consistently, rarely varying the pace.
But your footprints are a disorganized stream of zigzags, starts, stops, turnarounds, circles, departures, and returns.
For much of the way, it seems to go like this, but gradually your footprints come more in line with the Lord's, soon paralleling, His consistently...
You and Jesus are walking as true friends!
This seems perfect, but then an interesting thing happens: Your footprints that once etched the sand next to Jesus' are now walking precisely in His steps.
Inside His larger footprints are your smaller ones, you and Jesus are becoming one.
This goes on for many miles, but gradually you notice another change. The footprints inside the large footprints seem to grow larger.
Eventually they disappear altogether. There is only one set of footprints. They have become one.
This goes on for a long time, but suddenly the second set of footprints is back. This time it seems even worse! Zigzags all over the place. Stops. Starts. Gashes in the sand. A variable mess of prints.
You are amazed and shocked. Your dream ends. Now you pray: 'Lord, I understand the first scene, with zigzags and fits. I was a new Christian; I was just learning. But You walked on through the storm and helped me learn to walk with You.'
'That is correct.'
'And when the smaller footprints were inside of Yours, I was actually learning to walk in Your steps, following You very closely.
'Very good. You have understood everything so far.'
When the smaller footprints grew and filled in Yours, I suppose that I was becoming like You in every way.'
'Precisely.'
'So, Lord, was there a regression or something? The footprints separated, and this time it was worse than at first.'
There is a pause as the Lord answers, with a smile in His voice.
'You didn't know? It was then that we danced!'

This brings a huge smile to my face. With the Joy received by not walking for ourselves how is it possible to continue on merely walking? We must dance!

Hasta & Keep Dancing!