Abla Cebuano?

It's kind of ironic that I just wrote something about my life group and here I was an hour ago about to throw in the towel. It's weird to say the least that I am in my own country and yet there's a language barrier that feeds my frustration. There are instances that I sense the big question mark in the guys' heads when I try to explain things either in English or Tagalog (Cebuano is the local dialect here in Cebu). I wish I'm like Neo or Trinity that one can just plug in some chip or gadget and in a few minutes I'm very fluent in speaking the dialect. Unfortunately it doesn't happen that way. It's just that I think the guys would open up more and contribute to the discussion if I speak fluent Cebuano. I have picked up quite a number of words and I can understand a full sentence if they speak slow but I guess I just have to learn faster. I guess the thing that keeps me going is that I notice a number of the guys would text me and ask for some advice or prayer. Hmmm....relational evangelism...it's all coming back now...Come to think of it, I just underestimate what God can do in situations like this. My bad!!! I hate it when I start complaining about something and towards the end I really don't have something to complain about...ugh!