The beginning of many endings:
I have had an amazing month here in Mexico, I can hardly believe that it will be over in just one week.
My ministry began in Santa Maria, a small village up in the hills.
The roads were mostly rocky with a little bit of dirt.
The village was small enough to run a full circle around it in just 7 minutes (with my bad knee).
I lived in a 12 X 10 concrete house with my team and our honorary team member Casey(06 WRer). The heat, humidity and rain made for wet floor a good portion of the time.
Stepping out my front door each morning was a treat, as I was faced with a breathtaking view of the mountainside painted in 7 shades of green and accents of fog that hung low to the ground.
Just a matter of steps to my left was the home of my host family, the outdoor bathroom and the home made shower (three hanging tarps, a large bowl and a water faucet).
As I would trek my way through the slippery mud trying to avoid the clothesline I relentlessly ran into, I would make acquaintance with all the roaming animals just guessing which chicken I might be eating for my next meal. Despite all the potentially uncomfortable living situations, there was something so sweet and beautiful about the simplicity of life in Santa Maria.
During the 2 weeks I was living in Santa Maria, I had the opportunity to travel to four very remote villages in the mountains.
In one location, I believe we were actually the first “gringo’s” they had seen. The landscape in a remote village is something you only see in a movie.
I wish that my vocabulary was big enough to capture the beauty that I have laid my eyes on.
I will just have to put it this way; God’s crayola box has colors of blue that have never made it to the store.
Our ministry in each of these villages, including Santa Maria, was to host a children’s program and then preach an adult service.
We did this daily from 4-8pm.
It usually consisted of with some sort of ice breaker game,
repetitive kids songs in Spanish (including Father Abraham) and an interactive Bible story.
It has been a challenge, being the traveling team, to see much fruit. At least that’s what I though, until I read; “For
fruit of the light consists in all
goodness,
righteousness and
truth. Ephesians 5:9.
It was then, that I was encouraged and found myself trusting that God was producing the fruit as l long as I was delivering service out of love!
On Friday, We gave our last message, ate our last meal with the family, hugged goodbye and found rest in a church about 10 minutes away.
Team Salt has claimed Jerus
alen as home for the next week and we are extremely happy about it.
We are blessed to have paved roads, electricity and a fabulous river in walking distance. I can’t forget to mention our wonderful Host/ Cook Samuel, he is taking great care of us!
Thanks for all your love and prayers!
