Day 5

The day's coming to an end here in the city of San Marcos Nicaragua.  My second day of classes were much more productive than yesterday.  I'm starting to get the hang of past tense even though the professor hasn't really touched it much.  She doesn't speak english very well so i'm getting a lot of practice listening and understanding spanish.  The only problem is when i have a question she sometimes doesn't understand exactly what i'm asking.  She's a very nice lady though and think i'm going to learn a lot from her.  So far i've met three gringos in San Marcos.  One is a student at Ave Maria named Gary from Arkansas.  He's on summer vacation but he decided to stay in Nicaragua.  I talked SEC football with him for awhile and touched on politics.  He seems like a nice guy and i'm sure i'll see him again.  Another is an english professor at the school. The third, Maggie, is doing mission work in san marcos through her school.  I can tell she has become very passionate about this area and I can tell we're going to get along.  I decided to walk around and see the city a little bit during lunch today and i saw something a little disturbing in the park.  There was a man of about forty, sitting on a bench, making inhumanely, growling noises at everyone who walked by.  It was loud enough to fill the town square and creepy enough to catch more than my attention.  When there was no one near he made this clicking noise that was just as loud and just as haunting.  I suddenly had images of Jesus sending the twelve off to heal the sick, give sight to the blind, and cast out demons.  Not that i was planning on yelling "in Jesus name" at this guy and sending it into a street dog, but it still made me think.  A lady on the street told me that he wasn't like that before the drugs.  It makes me wonder what kind of faith the disciples must have had.  To go into a strange city and walk up to the town crazies and lay their hands on them is more than i could handle.  I have a feeling it had something to do with being in the constant presence of Christ.  Jesus said that we have the power, through the Father, to do everything that He(the Son) did and more.  We are our only limits in changing the world.  This schooling is fun but i can't wait to get back with the baltodanos and start working with the people of Diriamba again.  Maybe when i've mastered spanish i'll try and at least talk with this man.