Yesterday on our way to the Mission Bible School site, the smog lifted and we were able to see the mountains! This village made the last place look like Beverly Hills 90210. We created make-shift seating for the kids by pulling broken pieces of cinder block from the rubble. The kids were sweet and attentive, and did not seem familiar with MBS at all. Their church building consists of three cinder block walls with several piles of debris in between. On the bright side, this congregation is not threatened by a church split over carpet color. As we drove out of town we saw a guy with a truck, burning his trash while a horse was just standing on the road. I got a little misty-eyed because it reminded me of home.
We had a great discussion in the van about the book, When Helping Hurts, and had fun brainstorming new ways we could contribute to these communities and the ministry of Pastor Guzman. If anyone is remotely interested in this, ask Don England (it was really his brainstorm, the rest of us just piled on).
We are wrapping up our work at the Seminary this afternoon, and then going to a different MBS location tonight. It's a blessing to see people using their gifts, and getting excited about the work. Don Hubbs pours his heart into his Pablo the puppet performance. We're calling him "Don Pablo" now. Humberto Flores is fantastic storyteller, and keeps all of us riveted (even in Spanish). The four youngest-most among us have been very helpful and entertaining. They always have a great rapport with thd kids, and make it seem so effortless. Judy Doyle and Karen Wuellner have done a bang-up job organizing the Bible School. I'm a little worried, however, because they've been hitting the "Red Dog" pretty hard these last 2 days.
God has given us with a wonderful group and a wonderful week. He is good, and we are blessed! Muchas gracias Dios!
We leave Saturday at noon. Lord willing, and the creek don't rise, we'll see you on Sunday.
Love, Stephanie Hurd
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