9 Days...

I can't believe we are in the single digits!  It hit me hard on day day 9 that we are actually leaving.  Leaving this country, leaving these people. 

We had an orientation and time of worship with the El Paso team in the morning and then in the afternoon we went to the Christian television station, Canal 27, to pack bags of food that we will be taking with us to the village we are going to on Friday.  300+ bags of food is a lot to make, but not when you have 55 people packing them!!!  We made an assembly line and it felt kind of like Trick-or-Treating.

Then last night we went to our friends Guatemalan family, the Colom's house.  It was going to be the last small group for our church that we would be able to attend, since next Monday is Holy Week and they wouldn't be meeting.  After the devotion, Priscilla and Stuardo (mama and papa Colom) said that they have mixed emotions because they know that we will be happy in Bakersfield so they are happy for us, but that they are going to miss us so they are sad.  I, who was already fighting back tears, began to realize just how much I am going to miss them.  I began to cry as they asked us to come to the middle of the room and prayed for us.  What a great church family we have here in Guatemala!  We have been blessed time after time by them and they will always have a very special place in our hearts! 

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