As I´m sure you can only assume, this is a mildly entertaining rendition of a brief encounter I had with the local culture last night at our team´s open air service at the plaza here in Palenque.
Being designated an intercessor for the evening, my instructions were simple- follow the Lord´s leading and pray over everything. I pressed into heaven and made my way around the perimeter of our little set up. I continued pacing and praying until my legs were weary and my heart was spilled. I found an empty bench and collapsed- bad idea.
After about 5 minutes of resting on my bench, a local came and sat next to me. Clearly hard pressed for conversation starters, he informed me that a bird had pooped on my pant leg. Not exactly sure what to say, I agreed with his observation. He quickly followed with an invitation to go dancing. Again not exactly sure what to say (my Spanish isn´t so great), I countered with a question- do you know Jesus? Quite possibly the most random/awkward Spanish conversation I´ve had yet.
