Okay this is going to be a quick blog. Nothing fancy, it was just a really heavy day that has burdened my heart. I want to ask yall to share in this burden with me, pray for Guatemala, pray for these broken, hurting families.
Today was dirty, messy and very human. Our team traveled to Santa Catarina, where the landslide occurred last week. We went with no idea what we would encounter, just a heart to serve. The morning started off easy enough, helping unload trucks of supplies and sorting through donated clothing.
Then a smaller group of us broke off with our ministry contact, Luis. We were escorted down to a separate area, handed gloves and a facemask, and my eyes caught glimpse of a sign labeled morgue. There were tents and plastic chairs set up for families to wait outside the morgue, hoping that one of the deceased might be identified as a missing loved one. We were told to hand out water and offer to pray with the families.
I just can’t explain the scene we walked into; one of the darkest places I have ever been. The stench of death literally saturated the air. Rows upon rows of faces, young and old, blood shot eyes, blank stares. To be completely honest, I was overwhelmed instantly, how do you even approach a scene like that. I felt inadequate to be sharing this moment with them, the hurt and brokenness that was completely consuming them. Some of the families had been sitting in the tents for six days.When nothing else seemed right or even okay, the Lord remain faithful through His presence today. He is enough, always has been and always will be. Overall, today was a low but thats okay because there were victories with each story shared and every prayer prayed.
Please embrace Guatemala in your love and prayers!
