Monday morning (everybody knows what those can be like)
A busy weekend of unexpected work and late nights.
Our friend and companion, one of the four gringos, Jarrett (a.k.a. Jet a.k.a. Canilla Man) is leaving at 10:30am to go home.
We know the day will be full and busy and we are attending a coaches meeting from 8-11am.
We sit through the first half hour of the meeting. It is all in spanish and we are struggling to follow (not an uncommon occurance).
We take a break and Marcos tells us we will be working as a group during the next session. He turns to a guy we do not know and signals him to come over to us.
He walks over. He has long curly hair and a nice thick beard.
He looks as us, smiles, and says, ¨Hey what's up?¨ In perfect American sounding english! It was a miracle! The first North American (gringo) we have seen or met since being here. His name is Cyrus and he we felt very blessed to meet him. We still aren't sure if he is real. We believe he may be an angel sent from above to lift us up on what was feeling like a tough day.
He translated for us, shared his story with us, ate lunch with us, played soccer with us, and we are planning on working more with him this week.
Cyrus has been venturing through Central and South America since January seeking to learn about what it means to be a human and how understanding that can help him discover new and different ways to love others and present Jesus to those in need of a Savior. His story is amazing and inspiring. We feel blessed to have had our paths cross and we are looking forward to working along side him this week. God is good...really good!
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