Sunday, June 28, 2015

Mi Casa es Su Casa

Momma Sandra 38, Jacqueline 16, Kim 9 months, Johanna 9 years old


1. I love the way that the hermanas support their mom. 
2. I love the way the whole pueblo seems to walk y talk arm n' arm
3. I love the way the girls are safe to roam the town. They have freedom & liberty that doesn't exist anymore in most cities.
4. I love the way the tiendas (stores) are on every street corner. Someone in the family goes multiple times a day for little errands. For example one person goes everyday to buy 3 or 4 diapers for baby Kim.
5. I love the way one of momma Sandra's neighbors take Kim everyday for an hour or so to give her a break

*This year my church read a book called: The Art of Neighboring. I thought I was a bit above the book because I was already a good neighbor to all my lake friends on the commune. After digging a little deeper, I realized I was a bit judgmental of all the other wealthy Westlake people on the other side of the road. So I have made efforts to work through that & get to know people outside of my safe limestone, bungalow.

Obviously money divides classes and neighborhoods all over the world, but here it feels as if there is a more equal playing field. Maybe that is the beauty of a small pueblo, which of course, has it pitfalls since there is not much opportunity for jobs or entrepreneurship.  

As a whole the support networks are embedded in the cobblestone & bricks of the calles y casas. 



 

Johanna is one of the funniest people I think I have ever meet. She has excellent imitations of us all & is really helpful with acting out to ensure things are not lost in translation. She wants to be a lawyer when she grows up.


Jacqueline is the typical oldest sibling. She is super helpful, responsible, studious, & a bit more reserved. She wants to be a banker when she grows up.





Just so you know this is a loveseat that seams plenty big for practically the whole family to comfortably relax in....




 
I have not managed to snap as many fotos of Pedro (aka: Papa Luch or Dong.) At least there is an image of him but I wish it captured his sense of humor or joy he embodies. Pedro is a truck driver (just around the pueblo.)






























Momma Sandra has been really open and honest with her life & what it is like to grow up in the Pueblo. She was not able to pursue any school after 6th grade because it was too expensive and she had too many siblings. She has worked since she was 13 as a house keeper or in many restaurants. She did have the opportunity to travel as a nanny to Venezuela for 2 years when she was 15. She and Pedro now have a lovely house that has taken them 9 years to build (they have been living here for 1 year.) They all share one room which is very common with this culture.



This family of 5 all share one bedroom with 2 beds. It is very traditional for families to do this even though they have plenty of other rooms.










They actually have 4 bedrooms. 2 for estudiantes who are studying at the language school (this picture is a student room.) One master where they all sleep & one that is completely vacant for now.
 

La vista on the upper deck

They hand wash all their dishes & cloths outside in their beautiful garden.







1.Sandra has 2 stoves: one for cooking & the other is a stone stove with fire wood for making corn tortillas which she & most women make 3 times a day

2. Sometimes Kim naps in this hammock when she refuses to in their bed while Sandra cooks
In all my travels & "home-stays," I have never felt so welcomed and included this quickly into a family. Mi casa es Su casa....

Wednesday, June 24, 2015

Iguales

Famila de Leon Cruz: La cuidad de Guatemala



It's fascinating to me how different countries have different concepts of modesty, personal space, & family living. This is a picture of an old "washroom" in a convent in Antigua, Guatemala. Christine is our lovely Guia who was born & raised mostly in Guatemala. Antigua still has community "fountains" where people go to wash their cloths.






 One of my favorite cosas about Guatemala on this trip is all the street art. On every corner, there is a testimony to God or perhaps something political.




¡Cuidado! 

Typically I do not enjoy getting too political or theological in any form of "social media." Maybe because there is so much room for misinterpretation. In fact, I wasn't even going to carry on a blog on this trip, but in light of the church shootings both in America & most recently in Guatemala I feel moved to do so. 

I have heard that some families in South Carolina have already offered an opportunity for repentance and forgiveness to Dylan Roof. That to me is some form of miraculous representation of true, divine forgiveness & Christianity. This is a clip from a newspaper in Guatemala about their most recent tragedy: 

The gospel is our only hope.

Governments can grant rights to people of all races, but only the gospel can eliminate racism in your heart.

Governments can establish laws against violence, but only the gospel can turn violent heart on a compassionate heart.

Governments can bring criminals to trial, but only the gospel can lead us to forgive.

Pray for our countries and for the families of those directly affected by this violence. Today I am praying for the victims in this church of my country. And I pray as they hear so much bad news it has the same effect on the iglesia and unbelievers: they run to Christ. Every day.


Finally, No puedo juzgar, I only can find comfort in my favorite bible verse: 
Proverbs 3:5-6 says:  5 Trust in the LORD with all your heart And do not lean on your own understanding. 6 In all your ways acknowledge Him, And He will make your paths straight.