Misión Posible

The slogan of the weekend.

the high school

the speaker

The group that led worship was from Madrid, many from the church that Angelita goes to (one is her granddaughter Elisabet and Elisabet's husband)
Laura and Guille

youth from the group

Yedsim and Rebeca

Ester and I with our tongues stained by the Fun Dip. Go American candy!!!

I look like a kid!

Victor, Yedsim, and Samuel

The 9th-12th of April was Misión Posible, a reunion of Christian youth (the definition of youth is much more ample here), from all over Spain. Around 1,400 believers came to the conference in Huesca, I do believe. Huesca is in Aragon, which is to the east of Navarra (where I was before), and about 3.5 hours from Madrid by car. It only happens every 2 years, so it is a big event. It was awesome to sing with so many people, praising, listening to the messages, and going to workshops, and jump around during the evening concerts. Other than being an encouragement and motivator to action, it's a way to network with ministries from within and outside Spain. The weather was icky, but it was cool to see the sun come out in time for Sunday, a resurrection of sorts from the former foul weather. I enjoyed the time, but would have liked a little more substance in the songs, which were a little self-focused ("I want to," instead of "God is..."), and less free time (perhaps time with those my age to reflect, time where everyone does Bible Study...otherwise it's quite noisy, etc.). It kind of reminded me of a condensed version of CIY.

The majority of the group from San Fernando went up by bus. I rode in a van that went along with the buses with some of the other girls. I have to confess that I probably slept about an hour of the trip. We stayed in a public boarding school in Huesca, from which you can see the Pyrenees. How beautiful they were, snow covered peaks beyond green and yellow farm fields. The high school the conference was at has a building that looks like a pyramid, hence the name IES Pirámide. The trip home was a wonderful opportunity for me to talk to Debbie, asking advice and wisdom. I ended up staying at Debbie's house Monday (spent the night Sunday night on the couch) to keep the kids company while their parents were in Madrid with the youth from the Canaries (see previous photos to see photos of Jacob and Rebecca...their brother Nathan was there too) .