What a day I was 31 of august. I was working with a couple of Argentinean Jews Abraham y Ester. A while ago Iranian Jews, now Argentinean. Ok God You are not taking all the nations to me, You are also taking particularly Your chosen nation. Not too bad. On the way to Petergof (thsars summer residence) I didn’t say a word about the place we are going. All the way to Petergof we’ve been talking about Jews, live of Jewish community in Russia, Israel, Lebanon and all what are deals with that. On the city tour we even visited a Synagogue, where I’ve met a guy I used to go to Israel with. His name is Boris, but as all Jews can choose a Jewish name is their original one is not, Boris chose to be David. (I remember when I was in Israel I decided no to choose Jewish name for myself. God knows my name anyway) So Boris (David) showed us around there and my Argentineans were very happy about it. Boris visited my church once and in Israel we use to talk a lot about God and faith. This time he again tried to get into the discussion that as a Jew I can’t believe in Jesus, but I just decided no to go there, since we’ve talked about it already and didn’t came to any conclusion.
Mean while I also had a chance to share my faith with Argentineans. Serving to His people is an honor, really.
The bad part of that day is that I’ve lost my cell phone with all my dates: work numbers, Latino numbers, and many other telephone numbers, which I wouldn’t be able to restore, unless these people will call me. Bummer!..L
Right the way I had to buy a new cell phone, because without a phone I’m without connection with the world, I can’t work with out it. And even I hated to spend my trip saved money for the new phone, I had no choice. I’ve got a new one. Technically better one, but I have to learn how to work with this yet.
And yeah, before I’ve lost my phone I’ve got a massage from my mom that she is got cold and fells very bad. This night I was supposed to go to Finland, where my Brazilian-Finish friends organizing a goodbye gathering with other Brazilians. And even the day was long and I was tired I was planning to go to Finland anyway. I even had my travelling backpack with me. But… I staid. My mom was in need much more then my Brazilian friends. I remembered how Pastor Lloyd Pulley was sharing on the conference in the church lately.
"Are the people you love convinced, that you love them? What do you do for that?". I knew that very often my mother doubts my love to her, because I’m always busy and have no enough time for her. Now she’s got sick and I’m leaving to Finland for a goodbye party, which is not the biggest testimony of my love and care. But I knew that if I would stay it would be. And indeed she was very happy and encouraged when last night I came to her place with all my travelling bags, exhausted, but willing to bless her and be there for her.