Hey peeps! I’m a BIG slacker with blogs….. I know….. forgive me… But!!!!!!!, if I ever should share anything with those who have supported me, it’s definitely this.
2 year promises made true.
Whenever I was in Germany in 2016, God gave me so many confirmations to go back to Argentina. So, naturally, I was so excited for my time that I’d be back this year, which was last month! I even anticipate how my teammates would like Argentina because it is so special to me. It was almost like showing off my hometown and the things that I love, hoping that others felt the same way.
We were with a family, in a town of 20 people. We lived with 11 of them. So it was a slow-paced life. The parents, Paola and Marcos, have 4 kids of their own, 3 kids that they’ve adopted, and 2 teenagers they also take care of.
We spent most of our time building their house in a bigger city where their kids go to school, so that they could adopt and foster more kids in the future. While construction isn’t my favorite thing to do, I loved spending time with my teammates and the family. While we were at home, we were busy with house chores, making bread, singing songs together, playing Phase 10, and endlessly replaying The Greatest Showman soundtrack….. and I’ll never forget the time we brought a live armadillo home to cook.
It was easy to feel like family there. No words can describe my love for this family or the love that they have showed me. All the walls of being a “good missionary” fell down, as we shared in our sadness, what we’re battling through, and taking our refuge in God together. I never performed or felt like I needed to. As I opened up to them, I was met with only love. We’d spend nights crying and praying for each other or sharing about our lives/what God has brought us through; and our days checking on each other every now and then. They were so patient, as Michaela (my wonderful teammate) and I wrestled through translating for our team. It was such a good place of community, where people mattered the most. Man, I love those people. Too often I can focus on getting things done, rather than who’s doing the things with me.
I have no idea what will come of my heart’s relationship with Argentina, but it was definitely my first love, and there’s always a special place for first loves.
Also, please pray for Argentina, as they had an economic crash, during the election, while we were there and are trying to recover.
