PART 3
Next morning, we
awoke to seagulls screaming and the sound of the tide lapping up on
the beach. After breakfast, we met in a conference room where Wess
Stafford shared with us about his passion for the Compassion ministry
and his love for the poor! He told us about his childhood growing up
in the tribal villages of Africa and speaking eight languages every
day! He told stories about being a spy, an ambulance assistance and a
disc jockey. There is so much passion in him and so much love for the
people around him that it radiates from him! He makes everyone feel
special and accepted, no matter how long he's known you; for five
minutes or fifty years. I can't say enough about Wess Stafford and
the work that God is doing in with and through him. I learned so
much!
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There it is! The beach!!! My first ever glimpse of the Pacific Ocean! |
After that meeting,
we loaded up in the shuttle and took a scenic drive to a very small
town in one of the driest parts of Ecuador called Las Lagoonas (many
lakes :). The church was, appropriately, built at the top of a hill
that overlooked the city and I was touched with the love and
acceptance of all the people there, not just the children! The
excitedly welcomed us into their church family. We laughed, chased
each other and gave many, many hugs and kisses.
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The children gave us these foam faces that they made! I think I counted 21 in all between me and my dad! :) |
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There's Becca surrounded by beautiful little girls! |
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The hat was still a favorite! |
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Here's one of our trip leaders Justin and some new friends. |
Our home visit was
eye opening. The mother Maribelle had two children and they lived in
a sturdy brick house which was built by her husband who was out in
the field that day. The main occupations in Las Lagoonas are
brick-making and farming. Our translator, Roberto asked Maribelle
what she would say if God asked her what she would want. She replied
that all she wanted was for her children to be healthy! It made me
think of how much we can take general health for granted here in
America. There are lots of diseases that people can get from drinking
water, eating poisoned food and so on. The people in Las Lagoonas get
their water once a week from a rusty water truck that comes and fills
their buckets. That's the water for the whole week. Talk about
needing conservation skills!
Looking around Maribelle's home, I was touched at how evident it was, that she had done her very best to make it less of a shell and more of a home. She said she hoped that someday, they could add another room because she didn't like that it was all one big room. She had rugs and blankets up on ropes to simulate walls that separated the bedroom area of the house from the living room/kitchen. It reminded me very much of a modern-day "By the Banks of Plum Creek" (a Little House book by Laura Ingalls Wilder) scenario.
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These are Maribelle's chicks. They're in an old gas tank with the top cut off |
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Here's Maribelle, her sons and I outside their house. |
When our visit was
over, we loaded back on the shuttle to visit another plant several
miles away. I'm afraid I can't remember the name of that town either...We had a fun time playing with the kids and the family who had planted the church, talked to us about what they were doing there.
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There was a rope-jumping competition. Boys vs. Girls :) |
Next Day, after a
meeting in the conference room, we boarded our flight back to Quito
and drove straight to the market place from there. I can't believe I
didn't get any pictures of it! My dad and I sort of kept one
translator named Liseth to ourselves as we shopped around. We got so
many great deals!!! I found matching blouses for my mom, my sister
Marley and then little dresses to match those for Mandee and Mirial.
Dad found hats for Max and Moses, scarves were really cheap and there
were an abundance of trinkets and such for prices that were both
cheap and overpriced :)
That evening over
dinner, we met two of Compassion's LDP (Leadership Development
Program) students. For $300 a month, a sponsor can support a young
man or woman to go through college and help support their family. The
young lady sitting at our table, I think her name was Naomi, was
going through the most prestigious electric engineering college in
the country. She was designing prosthetics for children who have lost
limbs because of illness and wars. You could see how passionate she
was!
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This was my meal on our last night. The stuff in the bowl is ceviche. It was delicious! I tasted tomato juice and cilantro mainly. There was shrimp in it. So rich, I couldn't even finish it! |
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This is Naomi! She was very gracious to talk to us while her food got cold! |
We had to leave
early that evening to make our midnight flight. Everyone else was
leaving the next morning, but Daddy said that we saved over $1,000 on
our tickets by booking them at midnight. Our flight to me seemed
endless especially because I don't like sleeping on planes. I barely
caught a wink and was falling asleep on the escalator and trying to
keep up with daddy as he moved us fast enough to get us through
customs and security before we would be caught up in a long, long
line.
After a quick
breakfast a Chili's (not bad at all), we boarded our next plane back
home. I slept the whole way :) As soon as we touched down, Daddy
called the house and within half and hour, we were in the minivan on
our way home! I had jet lag pretty bad for the next couple of days,
but now I'm better (in case you were wondering :)
To sum up: I can't
wait to go back!
1 comment:
It is so nice to read you work you tell a story in a way that is nice to read what is to come next. What a lovely trip you had. I am so blessed to have read your story it was like I went with you. Thanks! Jenna Sexton
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