I am in my last days here in Guadalajara. This time has been some of the most growing in my life. I’ve spent a lot of time with people who don’t think or believe like me to some extent. Some of my new friends are totally lost and outside of Christ, others were just starting to take steps toward Jesus, and others have been with Him for years but finding new depths.
One of the biggest revelations of my entire life happened the day I realized the ploy of the enemy to keep me in this battle of right and wrong internally and that there was no escape until heaven. If you want to get what I mean read
I’m in Guadalajara Mexico learning Spanish. The above sentence is actually quite complicated. Spanish isn’t spanish, just like English isn’t english. There is Columbian Spanish, Castilian Spanish, Mexican Spanish, and Spanish local to Guadalajara and pretty much every pueblo around it. In English, we have England English, USA English, Australian English, South African English and we can’t forget Southern English, y’all.