I can't believe my first month is already over!
and what did I learn?
nothing!!
Ok jk
Every community we ventured to welcomed us with open arms. Some even cooked big meals for us. In these communities I never felt like I was doing much. Maybe praying for them, machete their farm, pluck their chickens, hangout with their children. But to them we did much more.
At the beginning of the week we went to a community an hour away from where we were staying. In 1982 they had a volcano that wiped them out. Friends, children, and parents were lost that day. They couldn't stop thanking us enough for coming to visit them. They made us a huge lunch and dinner, provided beds, treated us like we were apart of family just like they knew us their whole lives. They just couldn't believe that some Americans would travel so far just to meet them.
We helped a couple machete their farm. They are in their late sixties and his wife has been sick. So it was just him trying to run this huge farm. Here they don't have all the fancy equipment we use in the States. It's all by hand and sometimes with the help of a mule. The weeds were so overgrown in places that they looked like trees. While we were cutting down the weeds we came across a cocaine plant. It was interesting but he probably just used it for tea. He then proceeded to tell us that he owned a huge cocaine farm in Columbia for many many years until it became too dangerous. And gave us a lesson how to make it. He was forever grateful that helped him on his farm and said that no one has ever helped him for free.
I came onto this race feeling like I had nothing to offer. I'm not a doctor, teacher, or made of muscle. What could I possibly have nothing to offer? But I realized it's not about me. It's about glorifying God.I forgot that's why I'm here in the first place.
So back to square one for month two in Peru!
