Friday, June 22, 2012

Labor and Delivery

The last few beds were finished this morning-a total of 16!  Our plan was 12, so it was great to complete even more.  The church plans to build and distribute at least 100 beds this year through the different Mission Trips that come.  I must brag that Cody (my son) has done a great job with building, learning and developing relationships.  He has done so well developing relationships with the Youth Group from Cedar Creek that is down here also working on a different project, that he was sent with them today to build a house and possibly go out evangelizing.  He is the youngest on our team of 6, so he has enjoyed hanging out with them at the hotel each night-playing cards, swimming, etc.  He is still out working, so more on his day later.

This am while the others were working, I managed to sneak out and help look for homes for the beds again.  There are only so many tools and so much work at this point, so not everyone was needed.  I really enjoy walking around the community and meeting the people.  The children are always wanting to follow you, hug you.  They also beg for candy, which we have been warned not to pass out or you will be mobbed within seconds.  The Daycare and and Nutrition Center staff definitely prefer us not to give the children candy as it turns them into beggars ( for lack of a better word).  We gave candy to the teachers to pass out for treats and rewards.



After scouting out homes for the beds, we loaded 7 beds on the bus and began to deliver them.  One was given to a family whose home was built for them by a mission team back in January.  The mother's name is Angelica.  I believe there is at least one more woman in the home, and 4 children.  The children have a bedroom ( basically a sheet hanging on a close line in the middle of a room).  When we visited the day before, Angelica pulled the sheet back to reveal an empty room with a bare concrete floor where the children slept.  We were able to deliver 2 beds to them today.  One of the women that works at the tortilla factory,  Julia,whose children go to the Daycare, had no beds for her children.  She has worked there for 5 years.  There are 12 people living in the home (children and grandchildren).  There were 2, maybe 3 beds total.
 Another bed went to Ana Maritza, who is one of the cooks at the Daycare/Nutrition Center.  The church is trying to take care of the families closest to them first, which is only fitting.  It was a reality check to see the woman I talked to yesterday in the Nutrition Center, in her own home, just as destitute as everyone else.



Yet another bed went to the place where Cody was working with the Creekers.  This was the worst living condition that I have seen yet.  The "house" was literally about 6 feet wide by 10-11 feet long.  A man, his wife and 3 children live there.  They have a malnourished baby, Wendy, who is about 10-12 months old.  She is developmentally maybe 3 months.  They handed her to me....I will never forget.   This father is a hardworking man who earns only 2-3 dollars/day.  He cannot feed his family.  The church at first looked at putting a new roof on his house.  Then, I believe since Cedar Creek finished their project so early, they started to build them a new home.  The long term goal is to get them a home at Casa Hogar Vita-one that he can own, that is not on a flood plain, that will have electricity and a toilet.  He will be able to pay nominal rent for 10 years and then take ownership.  He was trying to build another home.  The Creekers had to disassemble part of it.  He had cut trees down from over a mile away, carried/drug them there and put them in as posts.  It took several men to move them even though he did this on his own.  Many people who are willing to work hard simply cannot find an opportunity to work.  The church is helping with this.  Definitely a hand up, not a hand out.

Yesterday...

I did not get to finish yesterday as we went out to have the most amazing slushies!  Yum!  I guess the place we went is a happening place in Chiloteca...great for date night.  they play American 80's music.
So, yesterday I walked around the community with Frank and another man from the Center---scouting for families who need the beds we have built.  We went to the homes of the children who go to the Daycare first.
One man, Santos, has diabetes, takes insulin, can barely walk, has diarrhea frequently (I think gastroparesis) and has been abandoned by his family.  He lives with his 11 year old son.  He has 2 other children who do not live with him.  The church is providing his home, but he relies on friends and neighbors to give him food or money for food.  His son helps him to bathe and basically takes care of him.  They only have one small bed and a hammock.  A hammock is fine for awhile, but not great to sleep on every day.  This man is skin and bones and is in great suffering.  Later that day, we took him a bed.  He was so grateful....he told of of God's love and how his illness brings him closer to God.  His faith was tremendous...we were all in tears by the time he was done speaking.  I now have a much better understanding of what Paul meant in Philippians when he said he has learned to be content in any situation (whether well fed or hungry, whether sick or healthy).  Santos' life spoke more loudly than anyone else could ever preach.  As it is difficult to express how valuable a trip like this can be, please believe me that God can use others to teach us what He has been trying to tell us all along.
I think I will post and continue with a new blog so I don't lose this due to the questionable connection.

Day 7

Emotional day! We finished all the beds today. We delivered 6 beds to families around Limon. We also delivered 2 beds to two families in Choluteca. It was way off the road.They do not have any utilities in these homes. No electricity, water, or sewer. On the drive from Limon back to Choluteca God's love and sorrow for his children flooded my heart. I cried almost the whole 15 min ride. In those tears God opened up and told me that before I found him my heart was hard to even this sadness. He flooded me so I could feel his love for his children. I think so that I would not cry when we got to the homes.  They do not need our pity, just our love and that is what I wanted to portray. I did tear up a little when I got to the homes. You have to understand these are homes to these people but would not even be a shed for us. They are made out of sticks and plastic. They have dirt floors, so when it rains it just gets muddy. The children were so malnourished that one baby we saw could not even hold her head up and she was 1. So God did not give me a big idea to shake my world today, he gave me his heart. That is enough.