"The Great Entrance"

Yesterday Aaron and I got a chance to go shopping for our new house with Enny in dowtown Alajuela. We bought a sofa with two chairs as a package deal, a fridge for the kitchen, a bed, a dark red plastic table and 4 matching chairs to go on the patio, and other smaller necessities. We have a video, but something is up with the blog, and it wont let me post it. Maybe later.

Once we got all of our new items in the house, we headed on our bikes to Sirzaret's house to see all the wonderful kids. For y'all that don't know about Sirzaret and her kids : {Sad to say, Sirzaret is a prostitute that has 7 kids from the ages of 3 - 15. Her family has been such a blessing for many of the people that have come on mission trips here with my dad and the Voice of Truth. There smiling faces and death-gripped hugs are more addicting than biting fingernails. I, along with many other people that have met them, have such a heart for this family, especially the kids. There situation is like no other that i know of, and without some type christian leadership, i'm afraid they don't have a chance. This is one of a few reasons that I decided to come to Costa Rica. Please put this family on your prayer list}. Once we said our goodbyes, we rode to a very small outside food market, and bought some cheap but tasty fruits and vegetables.

We returned to our house to find that someone, and im not going to call any names (but it wasn't me), locked us out. Im going to go in to a bit of detail about this because there are some pictures attached to go along with this story.

We have 3 keys, one opens the sliding gate, another opens the front door, and the third doesn't open anything (so no, we don't have a key to the back door). The front and back doors automatically lock when you shut them. Before Aaron and I left the house, "someone" dead bolted the front door, and exited the back door with the keys. Now if you think about this, we don't have a key to the back door, and the front door was dead bolted, meaning we were locked out. So when we got back with the fruits and vegetable Aaron goes to open the front door, and it would unlock, but it would not open (because of the dead bolt). This is when the "uh oh" feeling began to creep its way deep into the pit of our stomachs. So we searched around for anyway of getting in the house and had no such luck, which was a bitter sweet feeling. While pondering on how we were going to tell Pastor Dimas that we were locked out of our 1 day old new house, I happened to notice about an inch and a half gap at the top of the door. With not much faith at all, I told aaron that we needed a metal coat hanger so that we can fish the dead bolt open. To make a LONG story short, aaron ran to Dimas' house, got a coat hanger, and about 30 minutes later the house was open (thank the Lord)... Enjoy the pics

After "The Great Entrance", not to be confused with "The Great Escape", we went to church service where Pastor Dimas talked about 3 spiritual levels of our lives.
No soccer was played.

Today we went to Palmares to say goodbye to the group from Texas. They didn't finish it, but they did a great job of continuing the construction of what is going to be a beautiful church building with an awesome view.

On the way back home, we stopped by a small cafe for a snack and coffee; this country is beautiful.

Once we got home we started P90X with Rony and Cezar, in which we all loved, but hated. Our before pictures wont download for some reason so we'll just wait and post the after pics...

We just got back from eating at a Pizzaria with Cezar, Rony and Diego. These guys are awesome, and they make us feel like we are just a couple of Ticos. I'm really starting to enjoy myself here.

No soccer tonight. P90X was enough for us all.

Our family outside of the U.S.

Day 3 is almost finished for Justin and me in C.R...in the last two days we have been to a church service in Palmares about an hour away in which I learned to drive amidst the loco Ticos (costa ricans), sat on the curb for an hour in a nice neighborhood near San Jose, and ate the Hamburger special at a roadside restaurant that gave us a taste of home.

Today we got moved into our new residence, in which we have posted a few pics. It is a little 2bedroom, 1 bath, living room and kitchen house with a sweet back tin-roofed patio. We flipped an envelope and Justin won the big bedroom with the double bed, the two windows, and the closet. I won the dark green room with dirty walls and the twin bed with no closet. On a serious note, the house is awesome and we're super grateful for it. Around 6 oclock tonight a lot of people from the church came over to check it out and the women ended up hanging curtains for us while Cesar enjoyed a PB & J and Dimas laid in my Mexican hammock. It was an uninvited, pleasant surprise for us. We'll try to post a video of the house tomorrow.

We are both excited that Dimas and his family seem excited that we are here. They have treated us with so much love and taken care of us. It is so nice to feel like we have a family outside of the US.

Got our first "W" on the futbol field...Justin had 2 goals...I laid the smack down with some great defense! (we had cezar on our team)

El Primer Dia

Justin Mills and Aaron Gibbs here. We are going to do our best with keeping this blogspot up to date. We would like to thank you guys that are keeping up with us and continuing to pray.
For all of you that may not know what me and Aaron are doing in Costa Rica, you are not alone, we don't know either. Just felt called to come, and so we did. So here we are ready to do whatever the Lord would have us do.
We flew in today around 12:15 safe and sound. Between the 2 of us, we managed to fit 6 suit cases, 2 bookbags, and 2 bicicles into a Toyota RAV4 driven by Pastor Dimas, an ex-taxi driver, converted pastor. We then drove home to our first meal of the day which was, of course, rice and beans. mmmm.... After our fabulous lunch whipped up by Inny, Dimas' wife, we went on a 1 hour drive to a new church building that a group from Texas was constructing. The building is about 20% completed with just the foundation laid along with a stage and walls. This could very well be our place of employment for the next 3 to 50 weeks. After meeting the group from Texas, and listening to the complete geneaology of a 75ish year old photographer, we headed back to the church/house just in time for a very competitive game of futbol or soccer at "Futbol Cinco" in which the good guys fell short 4-3.