A while back I posted a bit about Emily and what her struggles have been.  Thankfully, as promised, God has been using the hard things in life to teach us about our weaknesses and give us hope for what lies ahead!

You may be wondering how little Max has been fairing here in the Dominican Republic.  Oh, I'm sorry!  Did I say "little Max"?  Because the last time I blinked, he was 3 years old and cute as a button.  Now he's just cute as a button. Or so I hear.  From the girls.

And he may or may not need a haircut....
he tries new things...like death by downhill bicycle...
and he dances...
in public...with girls....dances like the bachata and marangue
He goes to wyldlife...claro (obviously)...
I think he's making friends...and he does have some that aren't girls...
And then he earned some "man" points when he buried a dead dog that we found...eeewwww.
It took him a little while to warm up to the idea of playing soccer...here in a country where "futboll" is second only to baseball, the competition can be fierce...he plays with the big boys and he's holding his own.  Not many shin guards worn here either. 
He's probably learned the most Spanish of all of us so far...no doubt it includes many words picked up on the soccer field.   Words I won't learn from my proper Columbian teacher.  But it could be useful to know certain words, yes?
"Be strong and courageous.  Do not be frightened and do not be dismayed, for the Lord your God is with you wherever you go."  Joshua 1:9 
This is what I pray for the young man he is and is becoming.