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El Salvador: Day 6

This was probably my most favorite day of all! Why? Because I got to finally see the ocean! I have lived a sheltered life okay? I've never seen an ocean! And what better place to see it than on a mission trip in a foreign country. The ocean was so beautiful. Everyone was laughing at me because I was like a child...I just ran out into the water giggling like a little kid. Then I spent an hour or so jumping into the waves! :) The guys played football on the beach (imagine that!). Milton told us to watch out for jellyfish and not 10 minutes later I saw one...so I just decided to bask in the sun on the beach after that! I loved, loved, loved the ocean and I cannot wait to go back and see it again! Another good thing about the ocean there? They are very modest...we were all wearing shorts and cover-ups over our swimsuits. No half naked ladies on the beach in El Salvador! :)
We stopped on our drive to the ocean to take a picture
Ocean!!!!!

Luke & I in the ocean! :)

After our day at the ocean, we went back to Ozatlan to hold a church service for the mission church. We set up plastic chairs and a sound system in the middle of the street. You know how in the States, everyone sneaks around the outside of the church, attempting to not make any noise? Well, we had dogs, people and maybe even a pig walking around in our church service! Luke and I both shared our testimonies this night, along with music and preaching. It was a blessing to have the people of the town come up to me after the service, thanking me for sharing my story and asking God to bless me. Well, that's what Milton & Walter said they were saying anyway! :)
Three precious kids at our church service
Luke sharing his testimony
This is to prove I rode in the back of the truck!!!! :)

A random shot of Luke and Little Walter 
Our last full day in El Salvador is tomorrow. It was a pretty busy day...we went to the market (insanity!), got to go back to the orphanage (and had to say good-bye all over again) for lunch, and ended with a soccer/basketball tournament with a gospel presentation at the park in Ozatlan.

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