Dance

Friday, November 6, 2015

Back in April I went to Ecuador with my friend to teach English and visit the jungle.  The trip definitely had its challenges.  It stretched me and put me way out of my comfort zone, which is a good thing.

The most amazing part of that trip was staying with two girls named Elli and Lili.  These girls didn't speak English.  They didn't have a big fancy house.  But they had big hearts and love for Jesus.  They opened their home to my friend and me for that week.

It was awkward at first.  We spoke different languages, which obviously made communication a challenge.  But I think the fact that we had to work at communicating made us closer in the end.

One evening they decided we needed to learn to dance.  They turned on music and the salsa dancing lessons began.  My friend and I weren't any good at it, and Elli and Lili weren't afraid to tell us that . . . ;)

But as we danced around their small living room, we laughed until we cried.

The fellowship the four of us had as sisters in Christ was beautiful, even though we didn't speak the same language.

I left part of my heart in Ecuador.

But I still can't dance.


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E W Wright said...

I enjoyed reading your post. Thanks for sharing your experience. Visiting from Five Minute Friday. Blessings.

Anonymous said...

What a delightful story! I'm sure you carry many memories from that special experience. Thanks for writing and linking up!

Amelia said...

Love this story Mandy, dance can connect us way beyond words. Lovely writing :) Visiting from FMF.