I had the pleasure of worshiping with the congregation of El Dios Vivente Iglesia Metodista Unida. Admittedly my spanish is poor, but I have said before that if the spirit is in something then language need not be a barrier. It was a cold and wet day and attendance was about a quarter of what they usually have with only a few families huddled together in the front row, but it was inspiring to see the pastor, full of energy, singing, praying and preaching as if there were thousands. The songs were played from a CD with a jazzed up latin flare that you couldn’t help but get into. The rhythm moves you and it’s like your whole body receives energy from the pulse of the music and the passion of the singing. The sermon was preached from one of the same texts that I had used earlier that day, but the message was something completely different. He talked about preparing yourself for the end of days and living each day with the assurance of salvation (that’s what I got out of it, but remember I don’t really speak spanish). There were some parallels between what he preached and what I did about the permanence and impermanence of things, but from a whole different angle. It was a great lesson in context. I was honored to give the benediction (I wish I had been more prepared with something in Spanish, but the pastor translated for me) and was glad that I had made the trip to offer my support for the ministry that they are doing.