Passion for Paraguay

Just out of college, and recently married, Julie (now in heaven) and I did our first adventure race. We drove from Anderson Indiana, to a small town in WI. We raced for 10 hours, using kayaks, bikes and  run in the wilderness. After that day, we were hooked. That was the beginning of almost a decade of various forms or racing.  I vividly remember "The flying pig marathon" in Cincinnati OH. We finished in a respectable 4:10 min. We felt we had achieved an incredible mile stone as a young married couple. That feeling was part of many other races. Once you run a marathon, many non-sense things in life start to pale.  After the birth of our first son Timothy, and with an increase in our responsibilities in ministry, racing was put on the back burner - eventually we dropped the sport. Then the tragic accident in 2012, which took the wind out of my my sails out, even though I did continue running during those dark years as a way to express pain, and frustration,  and ...

Jazz music at the end of our day I spent most of the morning in the office, working on all kinds’ things. Mark and Nicole had a dentist appointment while Anahi attended her afternoon English class. In the afternoon I was in a three hour meeting with a team of pastors from my local church in Encarnacion.  When I am in town, on Wednesdays, I attend the meeting which is a time to pray and share with a team of wonderful servants of God. They are working on a retreat center which will serve to host retreats for all age groups. The project is coming along well. The first phase is now under construction. This is a very active church, which is growing by the hundreds.  This was another big day.  We got to hear some jazz this evening at the book fair. The US embassy sponsored this event. So it was a nice way to finish our day. More tomorrow.