So let me tell you about something awkward. The customary greeting here in Peru is the cheek kiss. That´s not too awkward. Sloppy old man kisses are kind of awkward. What´s really awkward is when you go in for the wrong cheek and end up inadvertantly kissing a little lady on the lips. Super awkward. It´s always a relief when someone knows a little about American culture and comforts me with a simple handshake.
Yesterday was great. It was Father´s Day, but that doesn´t have to do with anything. We went to the local Hostal, whose yard has various soccer and basketball fields and a playground. We invited everyone around, a few young girls and two young guys, all teens, to play a game of volleyball. The gringas were terrible (all except Jill, the volleyball pro) and we had fun laughing at ourselves. It was a fun game, but the best part came when we, americans and peruvians alike, were all ready for a break. We sat down, introduced ourselves, and then told them about how awesome Jesus is. Everyone sat quietly and listened, truly interested, I think. Nobody was inspired to pray right then, but everyone agreed to meet again for another game next this week, and then maybe come to a bible study.
Pray for the youths that were there, that maybe some of what we said will sink in. We´re beginning to form relationships, and it´s really encouraging.