It's 10:15pm in Peru and I am gazing out into the city of Lima, poverty stricken but still united as one.  They don't have all they want as far as material possessions are concerned, but they do have family which is the only thing that matters in life behind the Father.

Tonight while we were at our worship session at our church, the band played all the songs in Spanish and we didn't know a one.  When the band hit a high point in their worship, EVERYONE in the building started to dance.  It was amazing.

This has been a life changing experience and it will only grow.

With love,

Matthew

(p.s.: Mom, Dad--love yall, be home soon)