it’s a tough job…

I have words in my mind that sometimes I can’t express without a translator. The frustration in wanting to communicate a tacit thought without the language to do so disables me.

Matt has a gift [a sixth sense of sorts] to wrangle my thoughts and breathe life into ideas in the womb of my mind.

Today, I’m following Matt to Rojo Gomez, Mexico to wrangle his words and thoughts and put them into a language to communicate with others. I’m beyond excited to be his wingman and Pocahontus of sorts 😉

Pray for us as we connect with the main church in Rojo, learn from their leadership, and grow in relationship with them. And don’t worry, I’ll make sure to eat a taco for you.

It’s a tough job but someone has to do it. 😉

I hope to blog about our short trip, but if I don’t have Internet access, I’ll be microblogging via Facebook and Twitter.