I have so much to tell yall, and I’m not quite sure where to begin, the beginning generally seems like a good place, so I’ll start there.  The last time I talked to you I had yet to start any assigned ministry, and wasn’t quite sure what or where I would be doing ministry.  So Sunday afternoon, after attending Gustavo’s church (just wait, you will be hearing lots more about this guy) we rolled out with another team to spend the night at Casablanca(yep, the real one like in the movies…) I kid, but it was a super nice house with lots of interwebs.  Casablanca is owned and used by Incalink, which is the ministry that the Dub Squad is working with while in Ecuador, our main contact for this group is my previously mentioned friend, Gustavo.  Through Incalink we(the Dub) have been spread out through the country, some staying in Quito(like me!) some along the coast, and some in various parts of the jungle(I call dibs on the jungle next month 😉). 
 
         Anywho, after staying the night in Casablanca we were met by our super ridiculously awesome translator for the week, Gabby!  She is our age, so it was like having another team member for a week, so fun.  We left Quito and took a two hour busride through some of the most gorgeous scenery I have ever seen, mountains, valleys, lakes, rivers, and gorgeous skies(I tried to take pictures, but getting those things on a bus through the mountains is more difficult than you might expect) surrounded us.  When we arrived in Tanguerin we learned that we would have our own house (I promise you, having our own house for the week was about the last thing I expected) and our contacts in Tangurin(Marta, Luis, Pastor(I never could quite figure out his name, so we all just called him Pastor), Mari, Nellie and Susan) were such incredible hosts.  They thought of everything, towels, toiletries, a giant jug of filtered water, and (how did they know I was accident prone?) a first aid kit.   When Gustavo told us that all we would need would be clothes for the week, we all just assumed, clothes, towel, toiletries, you know the basics.  But no, he wasn’t kidding, our contacts had literally thought of everything (we even had mostly hot showers, woooo!).   I never though I could get worked up over shampoo, but there I was almost crying because of how gracious and thoughtful these people were to us and they hadn’t even met us yet.

   
Jess, Gab, and I's room, sweet, no?                                    The view from my bed, yep this is what I woke up to every morning.
 
       I’m working on learning to be blessed, to be okay with living in great conditions, to being the one being taken care of instead of taking care of others. A verse which keeps popping up in conversation has been Philippians 4:10-12, I rejoiced in the Lord greatly that now at length you have revived your concern for me. You were indeed concerned for me, but you had no opportunity. Not that I am speaking of being in need, for I have learned in whatever situation I am to be content. I know how to be brought low, and I know how to abound. In any and every circumstance, I have learned the secret of facing plenty and hunger, abundance and need.
And while I don’t think I have fully grasped this, I know that if the Lord wants to bless me and my team then we should gracious accept that and revel in His love. 

The Tangeurin Team(I was going to call us TT for short, but…) smiley 
 
During our week in Tangeurin, we helped with the first event/program that has even been done in this city, a VBS for 4-12 year olds.  Jessica and I worked with the older kids and it was such a great experience, check the next blog for deats(details, for those of you who don’t speak Lindsey). 

P.S. I didn't have interwebs, or my laptop, this past week so I'll be posting a couple(or three) blogs hopefully today and then for the rest of the month they should be more evenly spaced…I'll tell you why later.

Love yall!

Lindsey