As you're well aware, we've spent this month in Porvenir, Peru, in the middle of the desert, working on construction and building projects. We've had amazing missionary hosts and have loved our beds and ovens and team time, etc. We were ready to enjoy hard work and good memories for our last week there, but God had other plans.

Because of a safety issue that arose, we went from waking up one morning, expecting a normal day, to packing all our bags and moving to a new location. Needless to say, there were tears and a little bit of frustration. But we've made a commitment to follow Jesus and His leading, and for some reason, He let this happen and led us away. Team Justice League and Team Fireproof have made the commitment that where He goes, we'll go, and where He lodges, we'll lodge.

So...long story short, we got on the bus, not really knowing what was going to happen, and ended up in a super cheap ocean front hostal in Huanchaco, Peru, about an hour away from our previous location. As I type this in my bed, I can hear the waves crashing constantly. Toto, we're not in the desert anymore.

This afternoon we sat on the beach, praying that the Lord would lead us into a specific ministry this week (we leave for Bolivia on the 10th). We were brainstorming, and since we are living in a surfing town, I brought up the idea of emailing Christian Surfers International to see if we could meet up with some locals and find something to do.

Tonight, as we were getting some street vendor food for dinner, a guy came up to us with his surfboard, and I looked down and saw the Christian Surfers International sticker on his board. Um, hello God? After talking for a while, we got super discounted surf lessons for Monday, and we are invited to his mom's house Monday night for dinner with all the Christian Surfers from the area. They said missionaries never come here because it's known for tourism and having us here "gives them strength." I am 110% positive that we will have amazing stories this week. Keep us in prayer!