Ohhh the life of a racer
Well it’s finally sinking in, now that I am finally in the DR away from my loved ones; I’m realizing that I am an official world Racer. Our squad has split up into 2 groups, one group was sent to Haiti and the other to DR. As of now 45 Squad members and I are in the DR living in a 4 bedroom house, yes that’s right 45 people in a 4 bedroom, 4 bathroom house. Adjusting to the madness of trying to cook dinner with 10 other people is definitely a craft. Most of the time there are 4 people cooking on the stove while one person is putting away dishes and another washes, every team cooks something different and everyone takes turns using the same 3 pans. Although this may very well have to be one of the most hectic times of the day, it also comes with some great lessons.
1. Always write your name on your food
2. Wash your dishes after your done eating (no one likes washing 46 dishes)
3. Rice is the hardest and most time consuming thing to cook
4. Pot holders are a luxury in a Dominican kitchen
5. Broccoli smells really bad when it sits in the sun
6. God tests your patience and willingness to love on others
Last week was our first week of ministry and our team named Z’man had the privilege to go visit and pray for some of the sick people in Las Charcas (a little town near the mountains). The contrast between our squad communal living and the community of Las Charcas could not be any more different. As a big squad we struggle to cook dinner but they struggle to provide dinner for their family. As a squad we have to sweep the dirty floors and clean the toilets every day, their floors are made out of dirt and don’t have toilets. God is blessing us with an experience to see the contrast between our two worlds. We have the opportunity to bring the gospel to a community that is lacking how to be a community. Our contact here in the DR, Pastor Manuel is desperate for help to bring the people together as a church. When you step into the church you can feel Gods presence (which by the way use to be a bar but with much prayer, was shut down and turned into a church). The people of Las Charcas need your prayer so that they may know Jesus. These people are some of the most kind and hospitable people I have ever met but need that nudge at their heart to take a role in the church so that it may grow. I feel like we are breaking walls little by little but nothing is too big for God and can’t wait to see what he does this last we in the DR.
Praise the Lord that we get another chance to preach to the women of Las Charcas before we leave!
A few more days then Haiti here we come! Woohoo!
