Under the Night's Watch

It is almost 7:00 a.m. here right now, and I just wanted to write a little about tonight. Tonight they had a gathering for jovenes (or teens/young people). I could not get anyone to go with me, but I really wanted to go. On the way over there, I was very scared/nervous that I would not know anyone and be very lost. However, I gathered enough courage to step in the door and right by it were some people from the seminary that I know. I stayed with them and one of them started introducing me to others. As the night went on, I saw more and more people that I knew or had seen before and met more. Everyone was really loving and kind. I felt a little of a barrier between me and everyone that starts with a C...Castano, or Spanish. I wasn't always sure what was going on but I would ask someone and they would explain it. There was a girl from Indiana there that I had not met yet and she hardly knows any spanish at all. She was having a very difficult being there and not really knowing anything that was happening (worst than I). She had someone with her that was telling her what was happening, which helped a little. I also met someone at the church I am attending that knows both Spanish and English. As the night grew on, we started to play games and Yael was there to tell me the purpose of the game. It is hard being with so many people that don't speak the same language, but I enjoyed the night. On the way there, I was singing to comfort myself a song that talks about how God is the only one I need when I am alone or in a crowd. It is true: he took care of me.