I got to go to a new migrant site today, with this group from Canada, under the leadership of Randy and Sandy Huebert, our dear canadians missionaries, they have a heart for this site, and I had the privildge to go as a translator.
I had seen it, passed by it, I had heard about it, but had never gone.
I'm still in shock. this is a site 10 min from our Village of Hope, of about 50 people, and there is so much need! they are very secluded very few of them speak spanish so we used a translator.
I'm in contact with poverty every day, I'm used to seeing dirty kids, but it always shocks me, and I think it will never stop to shock me.
They live in terrible conditions, it makes me think the kids form our village are blessed! I dont know what stuck more in my head and heart whether the fact that I got to bathe one of the kids, and I got to see all of his scars, and injuries from walking barefeet, seeing bigs bellies due to either malnutritious or parasites or whether the fact that this people dont know who Jesus is, or doesnt seem to know very well. I dont know.
it breaks my heart to see such suffering.
I guess I really saw it when I bathe this boy, the fact that he was only pouring water on him and that was "showering", I started washing him and we didnt have shampoo, nor soap to clean him, I grabbed one of the cloths the that team thankfully had brought to make a bunny craft, and I started washing him, saw his feet full of blisters, full of cuts, and scars that seemed were caused by a nail in both feet. his eyes were, how can I explain them, so pure, but there was something else to, that when I started washing him he stood still. Once we were done, I asked where's your towel?, how foolish of me, he looked at me like what? so we waited there for a long time for his mom to come and get him clothes, I so wished I had him in my house with hot water, nice shampoo and soft towel to wrap him up. but I wasn't. His mom came with a dirty (but clean for them) pair of jeans, and a big t-shirt. no underwear, no socks, no shoes. and this is how they live and how they shower every day.
This people are hungry, specially now with the lack of jobs, they are starving. I know this goes to people nearer our village too. All of them need so much! if you think you're struggling, you dont know, you still have a computer to look at while reading this, probably a couch or a nice comfortable seat also. This people have a piece of plywood and two blankets as a bed for 5.
I know we all have different ways of suffering and I'm not minimizing yours, Im not trying to make you feel guilty for what you have either. Im just asking you to appreciate what you do have. Praise God for it and pray for those that dont have it.
Please pray for these kids. these moms, these dads, and these families who need to know that God is there and wants to help them!
Maybe He can use you and me for that. Think about it.
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Vilage of Hope is a ministry that is called by God to work with the Mixteco people in the foothills of Ensenada. We are in the process of building a two-story facility on a 4 acre land that will include a medical center, school, church, and a daycare. Our vision is to see God reach the souls of the Mixteco people. If you´re interested in bringing a group down to serve with us or have any questions about our ministry, please contact us at vohope@yahoo.com
the beginning of Village of Hope, by Sara J. Escobar
As I graduated from Rio Grande Bible Institute I went back home to help the church that my dad leaded. I heard about the migrant camps from the organization I was working with at that point, YWAM, and as soon as I saw the need, God put a big burden in my heart. A lady from our church, sister Teresa, had also heard of these migrants camps, and talking about it, we both realized that God wanted to us to go and do something for them.
Sister Teresa and I started going to these camps 3 times a week. We would prepare school and Bible lessons for them. Their Spanish was very poor so we started teaching them Spanish with pictures and draws. They would laugh with some hard Spanish words.
They were very reserved and quite. But they were open and excited to learn. I believe we were the first ones that starting teaching them about Jesus, reading and writing. We would sit them in blue tarps and hand them their very first notebooks and pencils. We went to 2 different camps and we had from 12 kids in the smallest camp to 35 kids and the biggest ones. We also gave them toothpaste, toothbrushes, soap and face lotions. We would wash their little faces, dry them, and put face lotion. They loved us to do it for them. We told them they need to do it every day and that they needed to be clean every time we came. When they would see us coming they would run to a bucket of water and wash their faces. They will come running to greet us with their wet and damp hair. They were learning the importance on hygiene too.
Then my mom and I were left alone in the mission field. My mom and I spoke of the need of a place to give them education and care. We couldn’t just keep bringing clothes and food and leave them in the situation they lived. It was the beginning of a dream of hope for the mixteco culture. The communities started to trust, After 3 years of work I left to work with New Life community Church and my mom continued with the vision and continued praying until God answered. bringing the Pastor, and the whole church and partners to grasp the vision. Now this vision is becoming a reality, a reality that only God couldve done. I give Him the honour, the praise and the Glory for what He's doing in the Village of Hope and I cannot wait to see what He has in store for that ministry and that people!
Sister Teresa and I started going to these camps 3 times a week. We would prepare school and Bible lessons for them. Their Spanish was very poor so we started teaching them Spanish with pictures and draws. They would laugh with some hard Spanish words.
They were very reserved and quite. But they were open and excited to learn. I believe we were the first ones that starting teaching them about Jesus, reading and writing. We would sit them in blue tarps and hand them their very first notebooks and pencils. We went to 2 different camps and we had from 12 kids in the smallest camp to 35 kids and the biggest ones. We also gave them toothpaste, toothbrushes, soap and face lotions. We would wash their little faces, dry them, and put face lotion. They loved us to do it for them. We told them they need to do it every day and that they needed to be clean every time we came. When they would see us coming they would run to a bucket of water and wash their faces. They will come running to greet us with their wet and damp hair. They were learning the importance on hygiene too.
Then my mom and I were left alone in the mission field. My mom and I spoke of the need of a place to give them education and care. We couldn’t just keep bringing clothes and food and leave them in the situation they lived. It was the beginning of a dream of hope for the mixteco culture. The communities started to trust, After 3 years of work I left to work with New Life community Church and my mom continued with the vision and continued praying until God answered. bringing the Pastor, and the whole church and partners to grasp the vision. Now this vision is becoming a reality, a reality that only God couldve done. I give Him the honour, the praise and the Glory for what He's doing in the Village of Hope and I cannot wait to see what He has in store for that ministry and that people!
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