Pachamama

Well, the Photos Page finally has pictures, sorry that took so long. I know, it was about time. Tomorrow, we are going to Huaytara. I didn’t really take any pictures in Santiago de Chocovos, it looked pretty much the same as Cordova. Except one thing, the Soccer field, which I should have taken a picture of because it was little tiny pea gravel, glass, and bottle caps. I didn’t not particularly enjoy this, especially playing keeper. My arms were already torn up from playing in Cordova. However, despite my attitude the turn out was awesome. We shared the gospel with about 80 people, which makes it all worth it.

There was one more thing in Santiago that happened. It was very crazy. They had a worship service for Pachamama, which basically is the goddess mother earth. At this service there were two male witches who made covenants with the devil so that crops would grow. I was asleep for this, but one of the missionaries explained to me what I had missed out on, and honestly I am kind of glad I did. It’s hard to believe that stuff like this would still exist but it does. There are so many people here who are lost in tradition and animism. It’s kind of scary too, just to think about witches and the like. Please continue to pray for these people.

More From Alis

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This is Sharon’s little friend.

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This volleyball team was professional. J/K but they really did beat us in Volleyball. They were incredible.

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This is about half of the people who came to watch the soccer game. It was awesome, and we got to share the gospel with them. His word does not return void.

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Alis

We are now in Alis. I took about a day to get here but we are here. Sharon got very sick on the bus ride up the valley. The Driver was crazy, and seemed to have no fear it was like a 5 hr. roller coaster ride.
Alis is beautiful. So far it is one of my favorite towns though it is in the middle of nowhere. The people are so friendly and inviting, and it is great to feel welcome. They have posted signs all around the villages about the soccer game, which is thursday. They say Alis verse USA, it´s awesome. Yesturday, we played basketball with some of the kids from the local school. Basketball definantly isn´t their sport. Not to mention the tallest peruvians are just about 5-6… haha. Anyhow I will try to post pics again soon. Thanks for the prayers.

First Taste of Ministry

You would think it would be much easier to witness here, but it is not. This trip is unlike any we have ever been on. It is not planned to the T, but rather free. We are just people in Peru playing soccer. We have a schedule but that is it. I guess what I am saying is, you have to find the opportunities. Mantecana has been our first opportunity for that. We were supposed to have a Game here but it fell through. Instead we played with a bunch of kids. It was a real blessing. We asked them if they had ever heard of a Christian soccer player and the all said no. We shared a small bit with them and left. Today we found the kids again and played on their soccer court. As you can imagine this is kind of their hangout place. Anyways, we played with them for a few more hours and even though we did not lead anyone to the Lord, I know that it will open doors for the team who is staying in Mantecana all summer. I tell you this b.c it is just as easy here to sit and watch TV, to just stay at your house and enjoy the comfort of familar. But doors open when you step out, you find the gems that you were wishing for all along.

Mantucana

Currently we are in Mantucana. Mantucana is a cool town, except that it is very Catholic. The priest has been preaching and warning the people about the Grengos and many people will not even say Hello. It is very interesting. It kind of puts you on the other side of the fence. How many times do we tell Christians to avoid certain people groups? I believe we are commanded to love all and yet we twist the command around so easily. It seems that many people here think we are white devils, when we just want to tell them that Christ loves them.

There are some beautiful waterfalls here. The hike is about an hour, but it is no where near as hard of a hike as we had in San Pedro. The mountains are just so steep, the trails just zig zag up the mountains. I will try to post some pictures as soon as I can.

What Is That (not for the faint of heart)

This is now an old story but I wanted to share it while I had time. Again, this is not for the faint of heart. It is really easy to get sick in Peru, and when you are sick you spend much of your time sitting on the toilet. In San Pedro all of us but 3 were sick. A few had fevers and were very tired. The rest had the runs. The runs hit me the worste, I believe. I spent an entire night falling asleep then finding I had to go. I probably went 15 times that night. It was terrible, and only got worse. I didn´t work out the next day, b/c it was untelling when I would have to go again. Anyways, it was during practice. I was coaching and proceeding to show the team how to shield the ball. My stomach had been hurting but I thought just a moment more. That was when Elijah said “WHAT IS THAT”. I looked down to find a brown pool at my feet. What can you do in such situations? I felt the cold pooh on my legs and replied I am sick as a dog. It probably should have been the most embarassing moment in my entire life, but I was not embarassed. There was nothing I could do. I just walked back to the hostal, which by the way was beyond gross. I showered and washed my clothes until I was convinced all the pooh was gone. When everyone got back we joked about it, and still to this day we do. We know it was a first on this trip, and ironically, it is probably not the last. So what is the lesson: While in Peru, if you think it´s a fart it´s probably worse.