This morning, 6 of us went to Los Hobos to evangalize door to door. We usually get translators to talk and Sam. But.... we couldn't find any translators this morning because it was last minute. So I was expected to translate. We split up into 2 groups and the people in my group know absolutely NO english. This was the first time I had ever translated by myself and talked to people that I did not know. I was terrified. At the first house we stopped at, we talked to a girl that was 14. This was definitely way out of my comfort zone and I'm not very confident in my spanish speaking/listening with native speakers. God showed me that I could do it and gave me the confidence I needed. At times it was hard to understand them (ie: sluring of words, slang, and i've noticed that a full set of teeth makes it easier to understand what they're saying). 2 of the places we stopped, the people weren't very open and I wasn't sure if they understood what I was talking about but the last house we stopped at was reassuring. This lady was kind and spoke back and told us a little about her faith.
After lunch we went to a village reeeeeeeally far up in the mountains, I'm talking like FAR. We drove over a few rivers and through lots of woods. I have honestly never experienced anything like this before. The people that lived there literally lived off of the land. I'm pretty sure all of them farmed. We met at one house which is where they have their church services. The kids sang songs for us. They said that some of them walk 1 to 2 hours to get there (this is how far apart some of the houses and communities in the village are). It was so amazing to me that these people walked so far to worship. We were literally in the sticks. I went with Pastor Mingo to one house..... we walked up and down up and down, over a creek up some more and up some more and up some more.... the walking path was about a foot wide. We finally reached the house to visit with the family. And apparently the path would lead to another community further up the mountain. I was just in awe that these roads and paths kept going with literally no end. More houses and communites.
I can't even express the thoughts and feelings that were going through my mind. I had no idea that communities this far away (and almost isolated) existed. They had 3 liter coke bottles that they filled with water from the river to drink. I'd say that 99% of the food they ate they cultivated themselves. It is so amazing that we go to these places miles from civilization and they know, love and worship God. And they walk 2 hours up and down the mountain sides to get to the place of worship.
I don't think words or pictures could describe this experience today. I would say more but all that hill climbing has absolutely exhausted me
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Good morning my missionary, I have never been more proud than at this very moment. God is using you in mighty ways. The Holy Spirit is working thru you to share the gospel. I can do all things thru Christ who strengthens me. Philippians 4:13. That is what you did on Monday. I pray that prayer for you each day and to know it has been answered is beautiful. I am with the ladies in Asheville visiting an elderly lady so I am on the hotel computer. Aren't you impressed. Karen Theda and Ms. Cindy say hello. God is good all the time. Our bible study this week is on allowing the Holy Spirit to work thru all aspects of our lifes. You are doing that sweetie. If I am this proud of you think how God feels. He is the only one we have to please. Well i have talked enough, I will continue to pray for you without ceasing. I love you, Mommy
ReplyDeleteHermana, I love that you had to translate today! I know you did an amazing job. Funny thing was that I got my first experience translating for a patient in the patient room:) Pretty amazing...and we did it on the same day. I cannot wait to see you. Only 2 weeks from Saturday and I will be there!! Love you!
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