Greetings from the Santa Cruz airport!
Today was full and bursting with fun, happiness, goodbyes, and sadness. It was a more relaxed day—the morning was salteñas at El Patio again (for breakfast!), then a trip to a different high place where we could see all of Sucre. It was a different vantage point from Sunday, and this time we had translator Esteban point out where in the city each of us had served—where each church was. We took lots of group pictures, then had a time of prayer together for Sucre and its people and all the churches we’re leaving behind. Continue reading
(practicing my Español)
I can’t believe day 5 is over! It was an exhausting but rewarding day.
This morning we had a team meeting/devotional over breakfast. The passage was Ephesians 6:10-20 (if you’re following the prayer calendar on the Sucre page above, that’s the passage for today)—we talked about boldness in all we do, from knocking on doors to praying for our brothers/sisters to sharing the gospel even when we get home. Boldness ≠ obnoxiousness.
PG and I arrived at the church with our translators and Pastor Fernando like yesterday. We (and the nationals) spent some time going over the Bible story about the sinful woman who wipes Jesus’ feet and pours oil, etc. (Luke 7:36-50) and practicing sharing it with each other—the point of the morning was to go back to the houses we visited yesterday and follow up with new believers, by sharing ‘true stories from the word of God’, praying for/with them, etc. We also practiced with the Evangecube for the first time—it’s a folding cube that manipulates to show helpful pictures while you share the gospel. Continue reading
After 22 hours of travel, we finally arrived in Sucre at 8:40am this morning! Praise God for all of us (and our luggage!) arriving safely. There was a small issue at customs (confusion about the eyeglasses we brought for the clinic) but David was able to explain what they were for and we got cleared.
Fun fact: customs in Santa Cruz involves pushing a button—green light means you’re clear! Red light means pain and a thorough check through your luggage. It’s randomized.
At the international airport in Sucre, we met two of our translators, Andrea and Johan. Continue reading