Hola to all who receive this note!
It has been awhile since I sent an update, so I'll jump right in. Thank you all for your prayers and support, spiritual and financial. The family at Wrightsboro has brought me to my knees with your generosity. Words seem so useless to express how I appreciate what you all have done! Awe comes the closest. Thank you, thank you!
As you heard on the video, I had the good fortune to be allowed to teach English in the elementary school here in Viraco. It is a blessing and a challenge. Interestingly, unlike the U.S. where Friday is the day of choice for assemblies or long weekends or special events on the school calendar, in Peru it is Thursday. I chose Tuesday and Thursday for my days to deliver instruction. We are also in the middle of World Cup madness. In fact tomorrow Peru has her second chance to play. We will play against France. So, all of this is a distraction to instruction. Sometimes I become very discouraged but am uplifted when I hear my kids greet me in English out of class. They can be heard singing some of the songs we sing to make lessons stick. True to form, the promised monetary compensation has yet to be forthcoming. But, as we know, God has a way of managing the finances if we are faithful to His call.
Movie Night continues to be popular. That has actually morphed in another direction for the adult population now during the mundial games. My friend Meleton who has been renting me the Rottisserie Chicken space on Friday's, has asked if we can make an agreement to use my big screen and projector during the games in exchange for free use of his space. I did mention that I had reservations about that if there would be drinking. He looked at me funny. The first game though, I bought Coke and Inca Cola and he made huge quantities of popcorn (pocor) as they say, and there was no drinking. The guys even cleaned up their language since I was the only Chica there. I was impressed, and I pray the example has been set for future use of the equipment.
As you heard from Greg, I did assist in small doses with the readying of the "Fort" Rec and Learning Center. My function is mostly translator and sometimes "bad cop" to Greg's "good cop". It works very well. Actually on Fathers Day Sunday, we were buying a chicken meal from some ladies and they made the comment that Greg was like a father to the kids in Machahuay. It was a spontaneous comment and while I had thought the same, this was confirmation from the women whose children he is influencing daily, as he strives to be a Godly example of what men are.
My prayer request remains the same as in the video...to be more intentional each day in getting the good news into the hearts of my adopted people. It is always an adventure. The other day, I accompanied Greg on a walk to Cotanay to speak with officials and make arrangements for outreach. We walked quite a distance in the dust and heat only to come up empty finding not one of our contacts home. We turned around and began the trek of an hour plus back to Machahuay, admiring scenery and trying to put a happy face on the attempt. God in His Grace, put in our path one of the families we had wanted to contact, as they returned in their car. We were able to greet each other and make arrangements, and find out information. It turns out we were just steps away from the home of the man in charge of Cotany. So we back tracked, but only to find him not at home. Again, we set out for Machahuay, watching the clock as I needed to make the last bus or I would be making the 5 kilometer trip on foot. After our trek of the day, I was not looking forward to that. As we approached a bend in the road, we saw a woman and two children sitting on the rock fence that separated the field from the road. We greeted her and she asked us what we were doing in this area today. We explained we had walked from Machahuay with the purpose of speaking to Senor Tapia about a possible Movie Night in Cotanay. Her face parted in a wonderful grin, she sat a little straighter on the rock wall as she proudly said she was his wife. She was Rosa Tapia, newly wed to the Lieutenant Governor of the district. I asked her if she believed in miracles because we had been heading home discouraged and now between our encounter with Fernando and Claudia and herself, after hours of walking, within minutes we had accomplished our quest. She said she would tell her husband what we wished and she assured us it would be possible.
God is good all the time! I made it back in time for my bus, and had minutes to spare. While I was exhausted, there was no doubt in my mind, God had orchestrated the entire experience.
Again, thank you all who have taken an interest in this work by way of your prayers and interventions, spiritual and financial. I am humbled and grateful!