Are You looking for an incredible vacation spot? A sunny beachfront…..castles in the background…..a short walk to a beautiful town….sunny days Book a ticket for Malaga, gateway to the Andalusia area of Spain. The buildings and culture contain remnants of when the Moors ruled, and Muslims, Jews and Christians lived in peace. It was one of the most productive civilizations in Europe until it slowly declined, and the Moors were driven out of Spain.
One can fly in and then the train or bus is so inexpensive to travel to Granada, Seville. Amazing history, delicious food and warm hearted people.
…What more can one ask for when a school begins to study God’s love for us as a Father. Malaga has been all that I hoped it would be for all of us. After 3 weeks of sailing from Liverpool to this Spanish port, we have now begun our Mediterranean adventure.
There was so much excitement as we sailed through the Straits of Gibraltar. At one point as we sailed close to the Moroccan border, dolphins were leaping everywhere. There were babies that seemed be learning how to jump out of the water but instead of a jump, it seemed to be a side flop. There was an electric feeling in the air as we sailed into the Med with Spain on one side and Morocco on the other. Hard to explain but one wonders about all the sailors through the ages that were celebrating as those pieces of land came into view.
The school has had an amazing week. With the backdrop of the beauty of the city, we were involved in our first full week of classes which was really hectic. I have wondered all week how I was so favored to come on this journey. Early in the week, I was sitting on the keyside with two others praying for one of the students. As we were still listening to God’s promises for this student, my eyes were filled with the glory of this city. Tough job, but someone had to do it.
For one of our evenings, we sat on the beach to discuss the various issues of our community and then just had fun burying one of the students in the sand.
But best of all, I never tire seeing how all of us grew in our understanding of God this week. In a city with many churches, we went out a couple of times to pray for the city. One group met a street person who felt as if his life was over due to a stroke. The group prayed for him and later tried to find him to give him some food.
As we leave tomorrow of Ibiza, I pray that we will all continue to grow more like our Heavenly Father.
One can fly in and then the train or bus is so inexpensive to travel to Granada, Seville. Amazing history, delicious food and warm hearted people.
…What more can one ask for when a school begins to study God’s love for us as a Father. Malaga has been all that I hoped it would be for all of us. After 3 weeks of sailing from Liverpool to this Spanish port, we have now begun our Mediterranean adventure.
There was so much excitement as we sailed through the Straits of Gibraltar. At one point as we sailed close to the Moroccan border, dolphins were leaping everywhere. There were babies that seemed be learning how to jump out of the water but instead of a jump, it seemed to be a side flop. There was an electric feeling in the air as we sailed into the Med with Spain on one side and Morocco on the other. Hard to explain but one wonders about all the sailors through the ages that were celebrating as those pieces of land came into view.
The school has had an amazing week. With the backdrop of the beauty of the city, we were involved in our first full week of classes which was really hectic. I have wondered all week how I was so favored to come on this journey. Early in the week, I was sitting on the keyside with two others praying for one of the students. As we were still listening to God’s promises for this student, my eyes were filled with the glory of this city. Tough job, but someone had to do it.
For one of our evenings, we sat on the beach to discuss the various issues of our community and then just had fun burying one of the students in the sand.
But best of all, I never tire seeing how all of us grew in our understanding of God this week. In a city with many churches, we went out a couple of times to pray for the city. One group met a street person who felt as if his life was over due to a stroke. The group prayed for him and later tried to find him to give him some food.
As we leave tomorrow of Ibiza, I pray that we will all continue to grow more like our Heavenly Father.
