Here's how the house looked at 5 when the plaster man left.
Tim and I went to work right away cleaning up and ended up pretty much "done" at 6 with nothing to do for the next hour, much to our surprise.
At 9, we had 8 guests and went ahead and started the video. We were both pretty confused. A number of people had us convinced they were coming but didn't show up. I'll be interested this week to get a sense of whether they really did want to come and something came up or whether they aren't interested. At this point, I still think they actually are interested, but I suppose I'm still learning to read people in this new culture. I found myself fighting disappointment last night but reminding myself that in my head I believe in the sovereignty of God. To take that to my heart means that I rest happily in whatever happens and trust that there is a purpose to it.
The discussion afterward was pretty heavily "Christian-y," which I found frustrating. To me, it felt insincere, like everyone was trying to impress each other with their religion. I'd rather just be real. At the same time, there was discussion, and I didn't feel like it was hard to get people to talk. The biggest encouragements I would say were my housekeeper and my neighbor, who both seem to have a real desire to know God more but right now don't seem to be connected to God the way they want to be.