Ps Ganbold, his wife Hishgee and I met at the church office to decide where we were going to dinner. After the same type of "Where do you want to go?" we do in the States we started walking, and walking, and walking. If we weren't hungry before we left we were certainly going to be by the time we found the restaraunt.

It was getting dark as we arrived at the Silk Road Bar & Grill. Ps Ganbold had never eaten there but he convinced me that it came highly recommended and the food would be good. It was better than good... it was great. I ordered the Ranchero steak with the best salsa I've ever eaten (yes, Virginia, even better than Edwardo Grande). Ps Ganbold and Hishgee both had steak and I could tell it was one of the better meals they've eaten.

After eating we had another great conversation and I learned many new things about both of them. Ps Ganbold and I have shared conversations about how to help his family and families in the church by starting new businesses and other ideas. Hishgee mentioned that she also had a business idea and that she's been speaking with some friends in Korea about learning how to make it work in Mongolia. In passing she mentioned her brother in Europe and she was hoping to get a modest amount of start-up capital from him. As she said it I felt like that might be a long shot so I quickly prayed and got the go ahead from the Lord to give her the money myself. She was in semi-shock and the money just sat there on the table for the longest time. Finally I said, "Hishgee, it's your money". She then put it in her wallet and just cried.

I couldn't help thinking about the people that have stepped to the plate in my life and helped me move forward. I told them about these people and how they had the means to help and they did. Last night I had the means and hopefully soon, they will have the means to help others in the same way. I already knew they had giving hearts; I saw bags and bags of winter clothing in the church office that were going to be given to those who needed it.

We finally quit talking (actually I finally quit talking) and we started the long, but enjoyable, walk back to the church office. Sounds funny, but once we were at the office we decided a taxi was the best (in other words, safest) way for me to get to my apartment. They rode with me and made sure I got there OK. What a great couple, and what a great future they have together.

Tonight I'll be teaching the leaders and I can't wait to see them and see how they're doing and how the Holy Spirit will bless them.

Please continue to pray the church in Mongolia. They face many difficulties and need all the help and prayer we can give them. You will never meet a more determined people anywhere.

P.S. If it seems like all I talk about is eating just remember, if we don't eat we die. Therefore, eating is good. Mongolians agree with me. And, in many parts of the world, breaking bread is the highest form of fellowship. It's not just "eating", it's life itself.