This morning I headed off to church with a family from the ship called the Peets. The church service was held about an hour away and was different than any church I’ve ever been to for one main reason: The members were mainly ex-drug addicts.
The worship included songs that I have song several times, but when we sang the song “How Great Is Our God”, it was obvious that every mouth in the room, saying those exact words, meant it with all their hearts. After worship, a girl that looked to be in her later twenties told her testimony. It was filled with abuse, prison, drugs, alcohol, endless emptiness…and then Jesus.
The combination of worship, the testimony, and the sermon itself made me realize that although the cultures between Benin, Tenerife & the USA seem so different, the people are really quite similar. Everyone is trying to fill up that empty space with anything they can find. And it doesn’t ever get completely filled until they give it over to God. (Sorry if I’m going on a preaching rant).
Anyways, after enjoying yet another church experience, we headed off to a beach close by. The beach wasn’t a typical sandy beach. Instead, there was no sand…only rocks and cliffs. It looked like something you would see in a magazine; red clay cliffs with cut outs where people would sit, dark rocks lining the beach, and clear water showing all the different shades of rocks underneath…and some nudity. All in all, my Sunday afternoon with the Peet family and some others included reading, snorkeling, and eating my PB&J sandwich. Doesn’t get much better than that.
P.S.-Although it may seem like I’m simply relaxing while in Tenerife, I am actually working too ; ) But I’m excited to go back to Africa where our “real” mission field is…so I’m looking forward to setting sail at the end of January.