Kameran

Well obviously the heat and humidity this summer did nothing to stop me from coming back! Haha.

First off, Thank you again for all the prayers lifted up for us. They are very appreciated. Please continue to pray as we travel all day and through the night tomorrow.

The first day we went to a village named Otuta for church. Even though I couldn't understand one word that the pastor was saying, his passion for Christ was obvious. The amazing thing about this man is that he can't read a single thing, unless it's the Bible. The people in his church were very kind to us and were excited to learn that a few of us would be back the next two days.

Monday Jase, Bailey, Kevin (our translator), and I returned to Otuta to teach the youth. It was very difficult that first day because they were so shy. They always laughed and hid their faces, and I felt like we weren't getting anywhere. They were hesitant to open up to us, and by the end of that day I wasn't sure if they would even come back the next day.

Tuesday Jase, Bailey, and I returned with a new translator, Marcia. She was wonderful with the kids. We heard them sing songs to us, and in return we sang songs to them. We taught them "Head, Shoulders, Knees, and Toes", and they loved it. They wanted to sing it in English instead of Spanish. Then we told stories and played games with them, and they participated. It was like most of their shyness was washed away. It was truly amazing. I was so sad when we had to leave that village because those kids are just so precious.

Wednesday we had to regroup because we were only sending out 3 groups instead of 4. I went with my mom, dad, Valerie Jackson, Sean Decker, Eguardo, and Jose (another translator). Sean, Jose, and I were there to play with the kids while my mom, dad, Eguardo, and Valerie went to teach the adults about Godly marriages. Before we left, Noe, a friend that was with us everyday last year, and another young man sang "Sanctuary" in Spanish. They remembered the song from when we taught it to them last year. My heart swelled when we all sang together. I had an even harder time leaving this village because the kids were just so loving toward us. Also, it was really hard to leave Noe since he came everywhere with us last year.

Today was our last day, and also the most eventful. On our way to the village we were supposed to go to, Steve, one of the missionaries here, wanted to make a side trip to see this elderly lady. As we are driving up the mountain, the mud caused us to slide towards the edge of the mountain. We had one wheel off the side of the mountain, and I'm pretty sure I almost passed out from the adrenaline rush of it all. Haha! But no worries, we climbed out of the car and pulled it back up onto the mountain. When we got to the village, there was a disturbing presence felt there. You could not feel the presence of God at all. It was a very strange feeling. Prayers towards the Gotus de Sangre village are desperately needed. These people are so precious, and knowing that most of them weren't very receptive to his word just breaks my heart.

Thank you again for the many prayers lifted up for us. This trip has been just as eye opening as the first time, and the experience it incredible.

See you soon,
Kameran