Enrique continued his devotional in the morning with the students before we broke yet again into our two classes. Santos and I both used Enrique's teaching time to go over our own notes. Santos led off again, this time teaching through the Gospel of John and the three letters of John. He was great at getting the participants to dialogue with him. During my turn after lunch I tackled Romans for just over two hours. I had been nervous about it because it was such a large block of time and the letter is one of the most intricate and complex of all the New Testament. The night before I managed to talk to Hannah over a wifi connection, and she encouraged me, saying that Romans was my book, the one I was meant to teach. I don't know about that, but I felt very confident, and I don't think I left anyone behind or confused, not even when looking the challenging chapters of 9-11 dealing with the sovereignty of God in salvation.
|The ladies of Mishky Cacao|
|The beekeeper and his wife|
On the way back us guys engaged in our normal shenanigans. Jarvis came up behind me when some dogs were barking and grabbed my calf muscle with his fingers and about scared me half to death. Naturally I had to do it to someone else. We also picked up grasses and tickled each other on the neck or ear to make them think a bug was on them. In some ways, it felt like camp.