My Weekend (or, the importance of family)

I'm trying to avoid posting lots of "personal" posts, at least the journal/diary-type posts. However, I also want to blog everyday, so that presents a conundrum because a) it's late, b) I'm tired and c) I don't know what else to write about.

All week I live in Villa Madero, and that's where I work and serve and play. However, on the weekend, I go to this bigger town called Tacambaro, where I help at the church there.

It's really been a blessing to me; I get to work with your and play the bass guitar, but I also get to stay with this incredible family. The parents are about the age of my parents, and their three daughters are all younger than my youngest brother, Spencer. I've been staying with them every weekend (Saturday-Monday) for quite a while now, probably for 4 months. It's weird, because I suddenly have three more sisters, who are all much younger than my sisters.  

It's not bad though, it's probably the one thing that I've missed most in the last couple of years. It's so nice to be away from home, and yet have another home where they love you and treat you like a son and a brother.

I take the youngest (Daniella, but they call her Danny) to her Kindergarden every Monday morning, and I fight with the oldest (Martha) as if she were mini-Kenzie!  I don't think you really realize how much you need/miss your family until you're part of someone else's.

And it's not just them; the entire church here takes care of me. Monday mornings I go with another couple to their breakfast shop (not sure what to call it, definitely not a restaraunt, it's more low-key,) and they give me breakfast before I go back to Villa!  It's really incredible how these people have accepted the crazy foreigner as part of their family.

I think part of it is because we're all family in Christ, which is an awesome thought because that means, theoretically (because, sadly, for a lot of people it's not a reality,) that we should have a family that loves us wherever there's a church! And part of it is definitely the Mexican culture, which might be messed up in some ways; but, as far as priorities are concerned, definitely has their family in right place! 

I really hope every who reads this has a family-away-from-your-own-family, and that you're enjoying the family you DO have!