On Monday, we worked at the children’s home in the morning. I was able to go with Paul and 4 others to the paint store. It was small and only sold colors already in cans. They could not mix colors. The owner of the paint store offered to show us his house because he just painted it a color that we were debating over. It was neat to see someone’s home from another country. After we got the paint, the group began painting until lunch. Around lunch time, we loaded the buses and went to Pacux. On the way, we saw road crews cleaning up the landslides from the previous day. On the way back to Salama, the mess from the landslide was completely cleaned up.
We tried our best to keep the beautiful designs on the children’s home. I was paining around the children’s handprints on the wall.
While in Pacux, we had so much fun with the children. We read them a story about Jonah with the help of a translator. We also played duck, duck, goose… (pato, pato, gonzo). The children thought it would be funny for me to be the goose over and over again. I ran around the circle quite a few times. It was so much fun to just be a kid again. After vbs, a group of children took us down a cliff, over a hill, through some barb wire and around some trees to a valley that words cannot describe the beauty. The leader of the group, Ruben, who is 11, would hold up his hand for us to stop while he checked to see if the area was clear of the bull or not. Then he would wave us on to keep going once it was clear. A little girl named Gladys was attached to my side and would hold my hand and walk me where I needed to go. She would put her hands on my hips if I were climbing to make sure I could make it. If she was in front of me, she would pull my hand to make sure I was going fast enough. She was taking care of me. It was amazing. These children love to love and love to receive love. Marlon just sat with me and Gladys in the valley and leaned against me with his arm around my legs. They just love the affection and have so much of it to give.
Pato, pato, gonzo!
Painting Gladys’ nails.
One view from the valley… the home is a traditional Mayan home.
When we left Pacux we saw a rainbow through the mountains. As we continued winding around the road we could see the beginning of the rainbow… it was breathtaking. As we kept driving we could see more and more of the rainbow. We finally could see the whole rainbow beginning to end. We were all trying to take pictures to capture this moment but I do not think a picture will be able to share what we saw. I was so excited that another member of our team said I sounded like the guy on youtube that saw the double rainbow. If you have seen this video you are probably laughing at me right now. No worries. It was that awesome! Plus, as clumsy, uncoordinated and silly as I am, I have been laughed at quite a bit this trip. It has been fun though.
Part of the rainbow. It was so big, I couldn’t get it in one picture.
After dinner, we always share what God has shown us though the day. I began to cry and cry when the realization came that we only had one more day to visit with the children in Pacux. I fell in love with these children last year and I waited a whole year to get back to them and it was already time to go again. Believe me I miss Jeremy and my babies so much…. it is that these people are special to me and have a place in my heart. I hate that it will be another before I can see them.
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