Arrival

I think time goes a little faster here in Bolivia. It has already been a month! Yet I can vividly remember when I arrived...it was midafternoon and I was early. I happened to get onto the wrong flight so I was ahead of time and the Malos, directors of Ninos Con Valor, had not arrived yet. This was a bit unnerving for me. The whole trip to Cochabamba I was nervous about getting my visa and getting on to the correct flight in Santa Cruz. Now all I can do is laugh because I ended up getting a tourist visa not a residencial visa and I got on to the wrong flight. Yet God had it all orchistraited, on the flight I did end up taking there were three buisness people I met and they gave me buisness cards because one guy travels to Cochabamba every six months and he wants me to let him know if I ever need something from the states. The other card was from a couple in the group and they want to adopt, so when they heard I would be working in an orphanage they wanted to know more. How encourageing to know that complete strangers would care about me and the work that I would be doing. At the time I thought there was nothing more that could go wrong but now looking back I can see the the points where I was at my lowest God provided and made his presense known.