a little miracle

About 6 months ago, I had been praying to the Lord that somehow someway I would meet a Spanish gal as a friend here in Denver. This seemed pretty farfetched to me ('cuz Spaniards just don't come to live in the western US), but I thought I'd just let God know the desire of my heart. After awhile, I had stopped praying about it and then eventually came to forget it.

Until today. At my Math training class today I was walking past a gal and immediately recognized the Spanish accent and thought "She can't be from Spain." It turns out we were in the same class today so at our morning break I approached her, and the two gals seated with her, and started speaking in Spanish and it turns out all three of them are from Spain!! One is from Barcelona, one from Pamplona, and the other from Zaragoza. We talked for about 10 minutes about Spain and what they're doing here. They will be teaching for DPS too! We exchanged numbers and hope to hang out soon for tapas. =)

All the while we were talking, my heart was bursting with happiness. I can't explain it. Whenever I speak Castillian, or hear it, or meet Spaniards, or am in Spain, or anything to do with Spain, my heart is complete. God gave me not 1 Spanish friend, but 3!!