Tuesday, March 15, 2011

Day 4: Tuesday (Rain, rain, go away)

It rained today--one of those stereotypical tropical rains, where it just poured and poured--so we quit work early and went back to camp. But that was okay. It was really hot today and really humid (not that that's different from what we expected), and we pretty much had run out of work anyway (just for today, though).

The job today included digging postholes. This wouldn't normally be a problem, but the ground is really hard, and there are rocks underneath. Lots and lots of rocks.




The other thing we had to do was take some lumber apart. You almost always have to buy lumber used here, especially if you're just going to use them for forms, which is what we're doing. Most of us ended up doing this.







(My new official job title is board-stander. Yesterday, I was The Keeper of the Trash.) Tomorrow, we're supposed to be building forms for the footers--we had to wait until we got the plans approved.

We also had a group of people go to a school and do a lesson. They pull each denomination out into separate groups and have a lesson once a week (and it's interesting how much religion is a part of their lives here, even in the government schools.








We'll be going back to the church after dinner for the second open-air service. The thing that strikes me at the church services is how joyful they are. You can just feel God at work in the congregation. I want to grab onto that joy and almost bottle it up for when I feel far away from God.

The other thing is how absolutely amazing our youth are. What a great, great group of kids. if you're ever worried about the future of our world, all you have to do is watch Alex when he offers to help an elderly woman home (she walked more than a mile to go to church on Sunday, and she had a hard time even walking down the aisle of the church), or watch Sara or Rachel or (name a kid) as they play with the Belizian children. I wish you all could see them and see God working through them, and I wish you could all watch them interact with each other. They may pick on each other, but you can tell it's done in love and laughter.

Location:Camalote Camp, Belize

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