Time has gone very fast here at school of missions. I think it's going to be sad to go, we've made a lot of friends here and there has been many good conversations. The woman who is processing out stuff to go to Belgium is really young and we've connected some since I've been here, but last night we went out for coffee and it was just a refreshing time talking about all kinds of things and issues.

Tonight we went to a Mexican restaurant with some others that are here with us (two Brazilians) and there was a couple in a booth not too far from us. Our friend went over and started talking to them and he said something about being missionaries and the woman started saying how she has a demon of death inside of her and all this stuff. They prayed for them, but then they came over to us and said thank you and started talking again about her life and how she has two sisters, who are married to pastors, that don't talk to her... she's the black sheep she says. Eventually she started talking about anger towards God and depression, but she knows everything about God she says because she's gone to church for 10 years. It's so obvious that she's seeking for truth. Maybe she's become numb? Or maybe there is some bitterness towards her sisters? She was not open to changing. It's amazing how Satan can keep people in such tight bondage that they're afraid to leave it. That was an interesting night. Hopefully it planted some seeds for both of them. It's only God who can change someone.

Tomorrow we'll be commissioned. Then we leave 2am Saturday morning to take me to the airport.