First of all, I would like to thank all the people who have been following our blog, the people who so generously have donated time and financial support, those who have been team members on past trips to Guatemala and/or Mexico. It is thanks to all of you that this has been possible, and you keep us going.
Today we visited the most amazing place... to call it heaven on earth is no exaggeration. We were way up high in the mountains, in a very remote village called Pajalton Alto. It was all green fields, small scattered farms, and the most beautiful calla lilies grew wild everywhere, all this enveloped in mist, which gave the whole place an even more surreal beauty. The scenery brought tears to my eyes, especially when you looked at the people there, patiently waiting for us, quietly and trustingly... Even more significantly, they let us hold our clinic in their humble church: a flimsy, little dirt floor wooden shack, with a carpet of fresh, pine needles.
And all the time I kept on thinking, do I deserve all this? To be here with this beautiful people and the wonderful team members making it all possible... I had had so little faith just early this morning when our coordinator in San Cristobal had not showed up on time. Somehow it all worked out. We had our most efficient and smooth clinic yet, this trip, especially considering we had to have Tzotzil interpreters in addition to the Spanish interpreters. It has been a true privilege and a humbling experience to have the blessing to be serving side by side with my pregnant daughter, Stephanie, in my home country, serving my people. And I thank you with all my heart for making it all possible.
Today we visited the most amazing place... to call it heaven on earth is no exaggeration. We were way up high in the mountains, in a very remote village called Pajalton Alto. It was all green fields, small scattered farms, and the most beautiful calla lilies grew wild everywhere, all this enveloped in mist, which gave the whole place an even more surreal beauty. The scenery brought tears to my eyes, especially when you looked at the people there, patiently waiting for us, quietly and trustingly... Even more significantly, they let us hold our clinic in their humble church: a flimsy, little dirt floor wooden shack, with a carpet of fresh, pine needles.
And all the time I kept on thinking, do I deserve all this? To be here with this beautiful people and the wonderful team members making it all possible... I had had so little faith just early this morning when our coordinator in San Cristobal had not showed up on time. Somehow it all worked out. We had our most efficient and smooth clinic yet, this trip, especially considering we had to have Tzotzil interpreters in addition to the Spanish interpreters. It has been a true privilege and a humbling experience to have the blessing to be serving side by side with my pregnant daughter, Stephanie, in my home country, serving my people. And I thank you with all my heart for making it all possible.
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