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“Every step toward something beautiful accomplishes something beautiful.” – Ann Voskamp

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Little Sneakers Slung over a Sagging Electrical Line

Yesterday.  How will I ever forget?  I want to forget, and yet, I don’t.  It’s burned on my heart forever, I hope.  With my friend, the same one I’ve been writing about here for awhile, we took a walk together through the “neighborhood” and she pointed out the “homes” of our children to me, by name.

The narrow roads were unpaved, just mud and heaps of garbage.  The stench of human urine and feces was strong enough to be oppressive.  S. explained to me that the dwellings have no plumbing, and no electricity, that the tiny dark rented rooms where our children live are usually so small that not even one little table and chair can fit, and that sometimes up to eleven people live in this windowless cell together.  I asked, “What about a kitchen?” “No kitchen”, she replied.  “The families don’t prepare their food.  When hungry, they walk out and they buy a bottle of soda, or a pack of cheap biscuits, or, look (gesturing down the road), in that spot one can buy a paperful of fried chicken, for only a little bit of money.”

With sadness in her brown eyes she paused a moment, looking into mine.  “These children get nothing but junk food.”

She pointed above us, in the intersection of four rutted dirt lanes.

Two pairs of dirty, worn-out canvas shoes hung suspended over the sagging electrical lines.

“You know what that means, right?”

Feeling a little foolish, I replied honestly to my friend, “No.  I don’t have any idea.  What does that mean?”

“It’s the current signal, meaning that in this place, drugs are sold.”

“Oh.  What kind of drugs?”

“Cocaine and yellow glue.”

________        __________

 

 

In my less sanguine moments, in all my moments, really, I don’t believe I have what it takes to be involved in this kind of ministry. Last night I could not sleep.  Now, I need to tighten up my spiritual armour, raise high my SHIELD of faith, tighten my HELMET of God’s salvation!  I KNOW God has the strength to help me and my sisters and brothers who are working with and on behalf of these 57 children.  I KNOW that even though I personally have NO SPIRITUAL AND EMOTIONAL RESOURCES to confront this kind of evil, oppression of women and children, and powerful systemized corruption, this kind of a spiritual BATTLE, God does.

God does.

And, we have prayer, together, in the Body of Christ.


A Vignette from when Teaching the Children Eight Days Ago

-the little guy four years old who spent two minutes philosophically explaining, aloud, to himself and others in the room that the reason why the adult in charge was not letting him and the other little children go to the bathroom or go to get a drink of water, was because that would be using TOO MUCH WATER and would make all the faucets run dry in the whole property.  (actually a very real possibility, and a fact of life there at least every 3rd day!)


Vignette # 7 from the Children

#7 Amanda, 5 years old, kept complaining to the adult monitor that some of the little boys kept calling her a SPIDER (araña)!  They kept insisting that they were not!  (a lot of these little ones seem to have lisps and slight speech impediments)  Several of the other kids chimed right in and they all had a little philosophical discussion about it.

 

 

 


The Children, Vignette #’s 2, 3, 4 and 5.

Vignette #2:

Teaching the 3, 4 and 5 year olds today we had to reprimand several of the little boys for talking and gesturing with each other about stabbing people with knives and about slitting people’s throats with same.

Vignette #3:  Little E., four years old and speaking with a lisp, when the topic of class discussion got on “Obeying our Moms when they Ask  us to Wash up, or to Go to Bed”, talking eagerly and excitedly to everybody in the class about how he has 3 Moms!

Vignette #4:  Sharing Who Jesus is with the children, verbally, in small groups of four or five, through use of the “Evangel-cube” and how eager all the children are to hear and “do” the cube over and over again, never tiring of it, and breaking in to help tell the story, and how they love to handle the cube themselves, in turn, and help tell bits and pieces of the story.

Vignette #5:  How the children were all big-eyed when I introduced the new Crayola crayons all the way from the Estados Unidos, and how worried they were about the possibility of accidentally breaking the new crayons.  One little guy said, “Oh no!  The point of my crayon is breaking!” when it was only blunted the tiniest fraction through him starting to use it on his color paper…


Thankful for a market

I had such a great morning, popping out for a quick ride and walk EARLY, before it starts getting HOT, to the 25 de Mayo street central market of the city, to grab a few fruits I need for some cooking I’ve been doing all morning. Lately, I’ve been forgetting to take my camera or cell phone when I go out, which is all the time – I seem to “take” pictures with my eyes as I walk and drive, so, felt like I had missed several good ones.

So, I remembered my camera this morning. The 25 de Mayo street market is one of my favorite places in all of Bolivia.

 

 


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I love this photo! Taken outside “Baños de Chaki” (hot springs in the Bolivian Andes). Quechua lady.


Pairing favorite WORD passages with photos.

First Corinthians 13:13 And now these three remain: faith, hope, and love. But the greatest of these is love.


When I saw these Douglas firs, it made me think of Psalm One, and yes, there was water nearby!

“Blessed is the man who does not walk in the counsel of the wicked or stand in the way of sinners or sit in the seat of mockers. But his delight is in the law of the Lord, and on His Law he meditates, day and night. He is like a tree planted by streams of water, which yields its fruit in season, and whose leaf does not wither. “


The Children, Vignette #’s 2, 3, 4 and 5.

Vignette #2:

Teaching the 3, 4 and 5 year olds today we had to reprimand several of the little boys for talking and gesturing with each other about stabbing people with knives and about slitting people’s throats with same.

Vignette #3:  Little E., four years old and speaking with a lisp, when the topic of class discussion got on “Obeying our Moms when they Ask  us to Wash up, or to Go to Bed”, talking eagerly and excitedly to everybody in the class about how he has 3 Moms!

Vignette #4:  Sharing Who Jesus is with the children, verbally, in small groups of four or five, through use of the “Evangel-cube” and how eager all the children are to hear and “do” the cube over and over again, never tiring of it, and breaking in to help tell the story, and how they love to handle the cube themselves, in turn, and help tell bits and pieces of the story.

Vignette #5:  How the children were all big-eyed when I introduced the new Crayola crayons all the way from the Estados Unidos, and how worried they were about the possibility of accidentally breaking the new crayons.  One little guy said, “Oh no!  The point of my crayon is breaking!” when it was only blunted the tiniest fraction through him starting to use it on his color paper…