Not my Jesus

This creepy looking Jesus figure was in the Catholic temple in downtown Altamirano. The building was apparently built in 1945 and is beautiful inside. In one sealed off corner, they had two statues or figures of Jesus. This creepy looking guy had a necklace of dollar bills and in his bloody left hand, he had another wad of cash. He also had some 50 peso bills around his neck. I don't know if he takes credit cards..............?

Jason attempting to win the egg eating contest

This was an experimental video shot with a new iPod Nano Video - 8gb. It took 15 minutes to upload....

Tuesday

Julia standing in front of the Catholic Church founded in 1945, Ron and John talking with Pastor Moises and seminary student Orel, and the front of the church at nite.....

to the Mercado

We went to the market so Jason (Officer Blosser), the only person Ann trusted with the cash, could convert it to pesos. The yellow things the lady is selling are called nanches and are pretty tasty. I have no idea what the other stuff is........

Monday Morning

Morning meeting and prayer time. Tim lead us in an excellent prayer for Matt Farahani's surgery today back in Oklahoma .....then we rode in the back of the truck to breakfast at the church (yummy goat cheese and beans). It was someone's birthday so we took a birthday pic on the roof of the church!

This afternoon we go out visiting again - the teams consist of members of our group, local church members and seminary students and staff.

Off and Running - Sunday Morning Service

The first joint service this morning was quite an event...... Jim and Debbie gave personal testimonies, Tim did a teaching about being 'clean' in spirit, Alfaro presented a sermon, and the church praise band and the Seminary Choir both presented musical extravaganzas ! Then we ate lunch and observed an important local custom - the afternoon siesta......

A collection of pictures from today....... a rather strange couple we met when we pulled over to work on the truck, Julian's miniature (but tasty) banana, the parking lot/courtyard/family life center/kitchen where we'll eat every meal, and 2 preachers. More tomorrow - we're tard as Ron would say......