Quick update

I have been silent lately on the blog. Mainly because I have been lost for words. With trouble in the Middles East, I felt as if I was compelled to speak on it; something meaningful, something inspiring, something challenging. But I find myself lost for words. We are also processing the emotions of torn affection. By that I mean that we are homesick, while also sad at the idea that our time here is past half over.

We are loving the people here. Our friends mean a great deal to us. People mean a great deal to us though, and there are many people back home that we miss as well. But what a blessing it is to have affection for people. Even though we miss people, we are blessed with many friends here, most definitely a grace.

As we continue to explore the culture, we find new things daily. Soccer is seen more and more as the state religion :) People here are crazy for it. One cannot escape the enormity of its meaning. If one were to combine football (American), basketball, and baseball, you would get close to what soccer is here.

At night, when walking down the streets of downtown Portimão, the holy glow of TV illumination fills the atmosphere while the buzz of invested fans fills the air. I would like to spend more time around the cafes at night during the games, it seems that one can culturally ascertain a lot here.  

We continue to share our hearts with our friends. We hope our hope is shared. 

Some people think football is a matter of life and death. i assure you, it's much more serious than that.

 -Bill Shankly