Day Nine ~ The Day I Bought Lettuce At Church

Sunday, April 25, 2010
It was so nice to sleep in this morning! I got up with the alarm at 8:40. Breakfast was a piece of whole wheat toast, scrambled egg, black beans, & coffee.

Another missionary, named Jo Ellen, picked us up for church at 10:15, we got there at 10:45, with just enough time for Julie to set up the flowers.  They looked so pretty!  

The service had an emotional tone to it because a missionary couple that is good friends with Roy & Julie are leaving tomorrow for the states due to his deteriorating health. He was sitting on the couch next to me, so I was mindful of it the entire service.

After the church service, I bought a package of possibly the most interesting lettuce I’ve ever seen. It was almost 3 dollars for this bag of “hydroponic lettuce, already washed & sanitized” ~ I’m going to treasure it on my ham and cheese sandwiches this week! Another new missionary told me, “Good job finding the good stuff!” Of course, I’ve got to give the credit to Julie! Lettuce was on my shopping list, but she told me not to buy it when we were at the grocery store because her friend sold this kind. Sure enough, her friend brought a large cooler of lettuce to church with her. It looks super crisp & I’m sure it will be yummy!

There was fellowship afterwards again. Miriam had brought a bag of tamales to the house this morning, ones from the place she had told me about & had told me I just had to try. Well, Julie had just made black beans the day before, so she took them & the tamales to add to the fellowship food. So, during the fellowship time, I had a slice of marble pound cake, a glass of super yummy cantaloupe juice, & half of one of the tamales with mole. It was REALLY good! It was completely different than the ones I had from the school, on Friday. They had a different texture, different taste, had more filling, & they were rolled in a banana leaf instead of a corn husk. But, both were good.

After the time of fellowship, a congregational meeting was scheduled. My favorite children’s author, Harry Allard, who attends the church, was leaving. So, I asked if I could get a picture with him. He was happy to.  He made me giggle because when we were deciding WHERE to take the picture, he suggested in front of the cross, because it would make us look more pious.  :)

At 1:00, the meeting started. I sat out in the living room/sanctuary area, writing in my journal & observing my surroundings.

The meeting was over at 2:30. We got back to the house at 3:15.

Supper wasn’t until about 8pm? It was spaghetti with meat sauce. I didn’t know that the after-church-fellowship was actually lunch. So, I was super hungry all afternoon & evening. Someone told me this week that it is very often that a missionary goes hungry...