
We have been hosting a new disciple group for a few weeks now. They meet on Saturday nights. The members of this group were already friends from a local English language school (2o-somethings) and their disciple leader is their teacher at the language school. I have to say, they have quite the group going on... they meet for 3+ hours each Saturday night (you would think that 20-somethings would not choose to meet for a bible study for 3+ hours every Saturday?!) and they do more laughing than any group we have encountered in Peru!!! Several times, Billy and I have listened in to see what on earth they could be laughing about... but it actually seems that they are really talking about the Bible and their disciple lesson, they are just having a bang-up time doing it!
So about a week ago, two of the "kids" in this group asked Billy if he would be their padrino (godfather) for their graduation from language school. Billy was honored and said that he would. Of course, as fate would have it, we had once again said yes to something that wasn't exactly as it seemed. A couple of days later, the two students and their leader (appropriately named "Moises") came to meet with Billy about his padrino-ness... this is when we found out that Billy had agreed to be the padrino for the ENTIRE graduating class (15 students), he needed to give the graduation address/speech, and he would need to give each student a graduation gift as they received their diploma!!! HA!!!
Last night, Billy went to the graduation ceremony. He gave his speech, managed to cross cultural barriers and actually get a few good laughs from jokes that truly translated (usually, they don't translate at all), and all went well. One student even asked him to present him with his diploma and stand with him, since his parents couldn't be there. Each graduate speaks a few words during the ceremony, and one of the girls (one of the disciple students) got up and spoke about Billy and how the first time she met him, he was warm and funny and she instantly liked him - he's not like most foreigners. How sweet!!! So Billy came home pretty happy and very glad that he had accepted the invitation.
Poco a poco... Little by little, we will live by example and show people love and friendship and let Christ shine through us...
So, off we went and we decided to do The Birth of Jesus. (by the way, we are very familiar this particular age group - they can smell fear and they can eat you alive in about two seconds, so it was very important to look confident and assured) We brainstormed a list of characters and they took turns trying to retell the story from memory. Then we read the story from the Bible - Luke's version. But wait - where are the 3 wise men? Disturbing! So we began to search for the wise men... oh, here they are in Matthew! Then we had a discussion about the angel/angels in the story. Exactly how many were there? Some were ready to defend that there was only one, but others believed there were more. So off we went again on a search through the Bible to find and count the angels... Wow - there were several!!! Once we got all of the characters straight and we were able to prove our beliefs through The Word, we acted out the story. Getting a Joseph volunteer was a challenge, since no one wanted to be married to Mary or be responsible for the naked plastic baby, but we finally got a volunteer and began our drama. The actors used their Bibles and said the appropriate words at the appropriate times. The three kings/wise men brought their gifts (two plastic toy trucks and a toy tiger). It was awesome!