Well I did write a blog last week on here. But the lovely electricity here at the school decided to go out, so I got cut off before I was able to post it. So my las t week has been full of tons of stuff that I want to tell you all. So here it goes:
Last Wednesday was Bastille Day, which meant no school for us! Because we didn't need to wake up early on Wednesday, we (Rachel, Rachel, Jody, and I) went out on the town. Last week in LaRochelle they had the Francofollie festival. It is a week long celebration of music and crafts from the countries all over the world that speak French. The streets were full of booths and people. It would have been nice to buy something there to bring home, but most of it wasn't even made in a French country unless "Made in China" is a French brand ;) Us girls were supposed to meet up with Murray, a guy from Virginia that goes to school with us, at the Piano Bar. But that didn't work out because of some miscomunication. So instead we walked around the central village, listening to music and trying to avoid the strangers in the night. Around 11:30pm we were ready to go home. After calling a taxi, we waited for over a half an hour for one to pick us up. This is just a long story, that I will tell later. But the deal is that Rachel and I didn't get to our door that night until 12:45am, exhausted!
Ok so now Bastile day. Sleeping in felt great that day! I never realize that I need 9 hours of sleep each night until I actually get that amount. So we also had slight trouble with public transpertation this day too. We wanted to take the bus to the beach, but we just missed it. Since it was a holiday they only run ever hour or more. So us girls took the hour and 15 mins. walk to the beach. I got more burnt on my walk there then I did laying out on the sand.
So change of tone here. Both the Rachels and I are doing a Bible study each morning before school. It has been going really well and we are learning so much about the Word and eachother. Here in France, there are not many people who have any connection to God in their life. My teacher from MSU has a saying "Baby, Marry, Bury." As in they get baptisted, get married in the church, and have their funerals there, but that is about the farthest as it comes with most people. It is really weird to be in a country that is just so dry. But something really amazing has happened here in France. In class we have been given the oppurtunity to share our faith with our teacher and classmates. Our teacher asks a lot of questions about why and what we beleive. It really ironic that a country whose history was built by the church isn't Christian.
Another awesome part of this trip is that we have met a few other people on the trip that are from Virginia that are Christians. Last Thursday afternoon, 5 of us went to a park and Murray (guy from Virginia) brought his guitar and we sat and sang praise songs. It felt so good to be in fellowship like that with other people. Last Sunday we went to an Evangelical Church not too far frol our house. It was so neat when we walked in cause it felt like home, like we had walked into a family. It is too bad that we only have one more Sunday to spend there. I wish we would have been able to find that church right away.
Seems like my post is getting super long. I hope to post again soon. There has just been somuch going on here that I want to tell you all! Also, please pray for us that we would be able to express the relationship we have with God to people here in French.