Jordan...

Church this last Sunday with Pastor Leannel, his wife Blanca, Kevin and Jordan.

Jordan with the Pastor's daughter whom they called Naomi (I believe her name was too difficult to say in Spanish so they called her this for short.) In the background two of her brother's heads (to the left).

Jordan, in Mexico, drinking down a Coca (as Coke is called there). There were Coke stands everywhere. They were told that up in the remote mountains you would find a Coke truck. It is the original formula for Coke made with cane sugar so supposedly better tasting. Jordan said it was too much in a bottle for her so she didn't buy them as much as most of the kids did.

Jordan arrived home to much welcoming by her siblings. She got home around 5:30 p.m. on Saturday. She talked non-stop until about midnight telling her tales of adventure. She had a great time! She made new friends and strengthened old ones and learned a lot about the love of the Mexican people. They were friendly and happy and when they make a decision to know the Lord, they mean business and worship in a much more enthusiastic way than most of us staid American Norwegians, Germans, Baptists, etc. She had to learn to loosen up a bit. We went to church on Sunday a the same church that sent the missions team. The nice surprise was the team brought back the pastor, his wife and four kids from Mexico (the pastor that they helped do some construction projects for), The church here got them a vehicle and they came to pick up the vehicle. We enjoyed the sermon, visiting with them and praying with them. There was a potluck dinner and a showing of some pictures of the team's trip. We all enjoyed the day greatly!