Every year our Mexico missionaries with Camino Global have an annual conference during the week of Thanksgiving. Well, not last year because we had the 11th year Convocation in Colorado, and since that trip and week-long conference was a big expense, we decided that we’d survive not having a Mexico conference. That meant we could enjoy a Thanksgiving with our team instead, which was very nice for a change.
That’s not to say we don’t enjoy the annual conference. We do. It’s a nice change of pace and we enjoy spending a few hours with our co-workers from Puebla and Mexico City, many of whom we don’t see during the year except at this conference.
For a number of years now we’ve held the conference in Fortín de Las Flores which is about halfway down the mountains around the dormant volcano, Orizaba. To get there we drive about 250 miles through 4 lane highways (mostly tollways) and over, through, and around a lot of mountains. This year it was unusually chilly and the highs for each day were actually warmer here in San Juan del Río than there. I don’t think that’s ever happened in the years we’ve been meeting there. It was foggy and rainy much of the time instead of warm and sunny. But we didn’t mind. We don’t see enough rain here so we aren’t complaining about a bit of fog and rain.
As usual, I took two cameras and managed to take very few pics. I’ve scavenged some pics off Facebook from others and added them to my own sparse collection. Here’s what I came up with to show you:
Another CG missionary took this picture, but this is what we drove through near the border of the states of Puebla and Veracruz…the road drops down a few thousand feet in about 25 miles and the fog made it a bit more dangerous than usual.
A few kids decided that weather in the upper 50s or low 60s was not a reason to avoid a quick swim. Cameron is in the water…third from left and facing left. They didn’t stay in too long…maybe 5 or 10 minutes. The water temp was probably around the same as the air temp.
Inside the main conference room our hearts were warmed by times of singing praise and worship and listening to a pastor who came down from Kansas City to minister to us from the book of Hebrews. The messages were a blessing and challenged us in areas of faith and discipline. (Dayton is in the red hoodie.)
Each team took a turn at leading the music session. I discovered someone took this pic, so I have evidence of our team leading the music. I don’t play an instrument (very well) so I just added vocal screeching to the mix. We invited our wives but they were content to let us play and sing.
The kids enjoyed Bible lessons and doing other fun activities led by a team of a few families who came down from the USA to minister to our kids. During the traditional “talent hour” they performed a song for us. Dayton tried to hide every time I clicked my camera, but I still managed to get most of his face. He’s such a turkey…dangerous time of year for being one of those!
I heard it was “no-shave November” so in our team video presentation, I made sure to conclude that with some pics that included our nearly 30 day facial hair-growth:
Finally, since this post is pretty much getting out of hand, I might as well give respectability a full haircut.
Every conference, missionaries typically bring stuff they don’t want any more and put it on a giveaway table. This usually involves books. This year one of our older couples is anticipating leaving the field in retirement in the next couple years, so they brought many boxes of books to try to give away. Thankfully (!), we only picked up a few biographies and a Bible and a few other items.
However, in the process of looking through the hundreds of aging books, I came up with an odd set of them that I thought would make a horrible marriage counseling series based on their titles. Actually, it would be better to call them a description of the progression of a bad marriage based on the titles of these Christian books. I’m not so sure they don’t reflect reality for many marriages, but let’s not go there! This was just for fun…right?!
So here you go…the worst progression of marriage book series that I was able to put together from the giveaway table…in a somewhat logical sequence (also my wife is partially to blame for the inclusion of a few of these books; you can probably guess which ones she chose):
(Unfortunately, the lights went out when I thought to snap a quick shot of the covers so the pics are a bit blurry.)