That night (Wednesday) we went to Cristina and Claudio's church. It is housed in their own home. They fill their living area with plastic chairs and the rest stand at the front door, porch, and even go into the street.
Cristina didn't tell her daughter Ruht (I always thought her name was spelled Ruth, but its not) that I was coming, so it was so great to see her smiling face when I got there, along with Manuela and Ashley's.
We arrived late because we were coming from dinner at this really cool restaurant on the malecon (boardwalk), and still had the whole crew with us- including Cristina and Claudio. Their house was already filled with people when we pulled up. (I love that everything is so laid back here, and being on time is used very loosely!)
I'm not going to write the details of the service here, but it was a really special time to see this Haitian church worship and learn together and so great to see how a dear friend does life in a new city.
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