Got to spend last week on the wonderful island of Cuba. It's rather like anywhere else in the world. There are people, there are buildings, there is nature, there is a struggle between good and evil. To love or not to love? To think of myself or to think of others? To trust my life to the hands and actions of someone else, or to make the most of it by the fleeting standards around me? There's really nothing special about soccer. There is plenty special about the people who play it though. Just like there is with anyone who reflects true glory by expressing themselves as they were created to. 
Welcome to Socialist Cuba
Coach Bill proving you don't need to speak the same language to be friends and play together
Come follow me, and I will make you fishers of men.
Equipping Coaches to reach the lives of those around them.
Meet the lil rascals/sandlot gang of Catilla de Agua
Faithful servants, committed disciples, wonderful friends
will come and worship before you, Lord;
they will bring glory to your name.
For you are great and do marvelous deeds;
you alone are God.
Teach me your way, LORD,
that I may rely on your faithfulness;
give me an undivided heart,
that I may fear your name.
Psalm 86
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