Mama's Little Baby Loves Shortening Bread

Ma-maw's mashed potatoes: (essentials for the skimmers)
Jesus. He's essential.
Doing research in Machachi
Teaching a Overview of the Bible class to the people in Pesillo. The purpose of the class is to equip the people with an understanding of how to study the Bible on their own.
There may be some new blog entries that interest you. Print them out and read them when you have the chance. (We, the Sluts of God; Mimicing Jesus in the Pursuit of Marriage; The Real Christmas Story)

The home-made gravy: (extras for the non-skimmers)

Amigos and amigas,
It was a very different Christmas. Saturday and Sunday (Christmas Eve) were spent, as usual, in Pesillo. A group from a church in Quito helped us Saturday, distributing gifts from clothing thrift stores and baggies of candy and animal crackers to the people of Pesillo. We had a grand celebration at the church and another in the square at Pesillo. I addressed the people both times, talking a few minutes on the meaning of Christmas. After our clowns entertained the children, we handed out the goods. People were pushing me and each other, trying to be the next to receive the precious gifts. I remembered how on the way to the town from Quito, the 2-hour drive included hundreds of groups of children about every hundred yards with their hands folded out to you in prayer-fashion equipped with puppy-dog faces, begging for people to stop and give them Christmas presents since they would surely receive none from their parent(s), who don't have the money to pretend to be Santa. Back in Pesillo, we fought the mob of outstretched hands, trying to be as fair as we could, making feeble attempts to make sure everyone got something. Everyone was shouting, "¡Para mi! ¡Para mi!," "For me! For me!," demanding more gifts and putting on their poor-me-puppy-dog faces as well. It was exhausting. At least they heard the Gospel, which was our goal. One man accepted Christ!
PTL!
Thankfully i was able to call Papa Jack and Granny Carol's Saturday night and got to talk to them, my folks, my uncles, my aunts, and my\ncousins! What a blessing! Regretfully, all phone stores were closed on Christmas Eve, preventing me from calling Alvin and Grams, my grandparents on Mom's side, for that family gathering. Christmas Day, i called Satch and Granny, on my dad's side.
Sunday morning, i addressed the church in Pesillo describing the mob that had happened the day before. I told them i was thankful that God didn't have a "¡Para mi!" attitude when He sent His only Son, our Christmas present. Realizing there selfishness, crying broke out in the congregation. God moved.
I love beggars, but i really can't stand it when they act sadder in hopes that you will take more pity on them and give them something. Some children on Christmas Eve ran up to my car at a stoplight and begged, "Give me! Give me!," doing their best to look sad in the "poor-pitiful-me" fashion. I asked them "Why are you acting sad?" Stunned that i wanted tovactually talk to them (as if they were real people) and not give a nickel, they said nothing. I said, "Don't act sad! It's Merry Christmas, not Sad Christmas!" They smiled. As the light turned green i drove away\nthrowing them some sweets. They broke into laughter and ran around. Fun times!
I was lonely Christmas Eve night. It was just me and Coco, the dog. If anyone knows any drugs i could safely dose 30-lb. puppy with to make him calm down, i'd be very grateful…maybe some Ritalin for dogs? He gets so hyper when i come home or wake up that he looses control of his bladder.
PTL!
Thankfully i was able to call Papa Jack and Granny Carol's Saturday night and got to talk to them, my folks, my uncles, my aunts, and my cousins! What a blessing! Regretfully, all phone stores were closed on Christmas Eve, preventing me from calling Alvin and Grams,' my grandparents on Mom's side, for that family gathering. Christmas Day, i called Satch and Granny, on my dad's side.
Sunday morning, i addressed the church in Pesillo describing the mob that had happened the day before. I told them i was thankful that God didn't have a "¡Para mi!" attitude when He sent His only Son, our Christmas present. Realizing there selfishness, crying broke out in the congregation. God moved.
I love beggars, but i really can't stand it when they act sadder in hopes that you will take more pity on them and give them something. Some children on Christmas Eve ran up to my car at a stoplight and begged, "Give me! Give me!," doing their best to look sad in the "poor-pitiful-me" fashion. I asked them "Why are you acting sad?" Stunned that i wanted to actually talk to them (as if they were real people) and not give a nickel, they said nothing. I said, "Don't act sad! It's 'Merry Christmas,' not Sad Christmas!'" They smiled. As the light turned green i drove away throwing them some sweets. They broke into laughter and ran around. Fun times!
I was lonely Christmas Eve night. It was just me and Coco, the dog. If anyone knows any drugs i could safely dose 30-lb. puppy with to make him calm down, i'd be very grateful…maybe some Ritalin for dogs? He gets so hyper when i come home or wake up that he looses control of his bladder.
Corporal punishment makes him scared and thus, he pees more.
Like i said, it was a very different Christmas. I forgot to stock the fridge so i had eggs and cereal with milk, now that the grocery stores and restaurants are closed. I believe i've contracted a bug from Pesillo, as diarrhea has ensued. I have a personal rule to not reject any drink or food people give me, especially while sharing the Gospel, less i appear rude and loose the opportunity to share.
I drank some hot milk that an elderly couple, Miguel and Dolores, offered me while i was witnessing to them at their home. When i enquired about the lumpy texture of the milk, they explained it was the "cheese." Skeptically, i drank most of if. I suspect the "cheese" has led to my frequent visits to the toilet. It was worth it though. I gave Miguel a Bible and explained how to use it. "The big numbers are chapters. The little numbers are verses." To see someone read a Bible, likely for the first time in their life, is worth enduring diarrhea. Praise God!

PrayeRequests:
Pray that i wouldn't look so forward to going to Peru that i miss opportunities to share Christ here in Ecuador.
Miguel's and Doris' salvation
Discipleship of Edgar, Cesar, and Rosa
He pees in the apartment at least 3 times-a-day (twice in my bed, so far). Corporal punishment makes him scared and thus, he pees more.
Like i said, it was a very different Christmas. I forgot to stock the fridge so i had eggs and cereal with milk, now that the grocery stores and restaurants are closed. I believe i've contracted a bug from Pesillo, as diarrhea has ensued. I have a personal rule to not reject any drink or food people give me, especially while sharing the Gospel, less i appear rude and loose the opportunity to share.
I drank some hot milk that an elderly couple, Miguel and Dolores, offered me while i was witnessing to them at their home. When i enquired about the lumpy texture of the milk, they explained it was the "cheese." Skeptically, i drank most of if. I suspect the "cheese" has led to my frequent visits to the toilet. It was worth it though. I gave Miguel a Bible and explained how to use it. "The big numbers are chapters. The little numbers are verses." To see someone read a Bible, likely for the first time in their life, is worth enduring diarrhea. Praise God!

PrayeRequests:
Pray that i wouldn't look so forward to going to Peru that i miss opportunities to share Christ here in Ecuador.
Miguel's and Doris' salvation
Discipleship of Edgar, Cesar, and Rosa
I'll be teaching an Overview of the Bible class for the next 3 Saturdays at 3pm. I'll be using a packet my mom made (translated to Spanish) to summarize every book of the Bible and explain the parts of the Bible. Pray they will take these tools and will study the Bible on their own long after i leave.
I'm going to try to have an MRI on my shoulder sometime this week or next, as it is still giving pain. I can work and live around it, doing most activities, but it's still aggravating.
Thanks for the prayers,
Special thanks to all who sent Christmas cards/gifts,
Love yall so stinking much,
†il the whole world hears,
corey reid pendergrass\n

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I'll be teaching an Overview of the Bible class for the next 3 Saturdays at 3pm. I'll be using a packet my mom made (translated to Spanish) to summarize every book of the Bible and explain the parts of the Bible. Pray they will take these tools and will study the Bible on their own long after i leave.
I'm going to try to have an MRI on my shoulder sometime this week or next, as it is still giving pain. I can work and live around it, doing most activities, but it's still aggravating.
Thanks for the prayers,Special thanks to all who sent Christmas cards/gifts,
Love yall so stinking much,
†il the whole world hears,
corey reid pendergrass