We did more house visits yesterday. We walked through nasty poop mud and waded up to our chests in water. Then we met an old lady named Margarita. She was beautiful. She had beautiful, thick silver hair and an incredible smile that completely warmed the room. She was embarrassed because she had nothing to give us to eat and she probably only ate a little rice once a day...if even that. Her body was hurt. That's what she told us. She had broken relationships in her life. She lives with Fernando, be hes not her husband and she prefers not to talk about her children. So we prayed for her after getting to know her and trying to make her smile. That's the point of these things...to make people smile. So, Ali was praying and I just started crying because I just felt so much for this woman. Shes such a beautiful woman, and I want her to know God's grace, forgiveness and love. Yea, so I cried.
We said goodbye and we visited Lydia who was 8 months pregnant and didn't want her baby. No husband. Her 16 year old brother was upstairs having sex with his girlfriend. 16. We prayed for her and her baby.
We visited Bessy. Bessy had quite the imagination. She has 8 children: 6 girls, 2 boys. Only 1 lives at home. The rest are at school. She has one grandchild. I liked her mind. Apparently her god, Chiquita fell in love with the neighbor's ca.t They did everything together. Truly, the were soul mates. But another cat got jealous of Chiquita, so she stole Chiquita's eyeball. I was gory. Then Chiquita's lover died, and now Chiquita is heart broken...and she looks like the devil with only one eye.Yep.
It started pouring down beautiful, beautiful rain.
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