I know it’s been a month since I came back from
On the bus ride to the home, we passed by many, many little dirt streets cluttered with crowded houses, if they could even be called houses. In the streets little children were always playing and dogs, goats, chickens and the occasional cow wandered at will.
We spent a lot of time with the kids, getting to know them, playing with them. The girls love playing jump rope! It was always fun to see how many girls they could get to jump at one time, or how fast they could go. “Rapido! Rapido!” The kids also love soccer—they play it all the time, and even the little boys are insanely good. And the little chiquitos are precious. I loved playing with them on the swings and in the playground.
While we were there, we worked on a couple different projects, including painting the little boys’ house. It went really well, and we got it almost all finished before we ran out of paint.
One thing I took away was a finer sense of just how great God is. As I was sitting in church on Sunday morning, even though I couldn’t understand all of the words to the songs we sang or all of the sermon and the prayers that were said, it was still worship. It is one thing to read in your Bible that Christ “purchased for God with [His] blood men from every tribe and tongue and people and nation,” (Rev. 5:9) but it is different to experience the vastness of God’s reach first hand.
To see and hear the Guatemalan children singing to God was so encouraging. “Santo, santo, santo/Santo, santo, santo/Yo quiero verte.” They were singing to, learning about, and worshipping the same God that I sing to, learn about, worship. It showed me God’s greatness and omnipotence in that His power, His love, extend to all corners of the globe, to all people, everywhere. Going to
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