Freely you have received; freely give.9 “Do
not get any gold or silver or copper to take with you in your belts — 10 no bag for the journey or extra shirt or sandals or a staff, for the
worker is worth his keep. 11 Whatever town or village you enter, search
there for some worthy person and stay at their house until you leave. 12 As you enter the home, give it your greeting. - Matthew 10:8b-12 (NIV)
Arequipa, Peru.
Let’s say the previous scripture
would pretty much sums up my trip to Arequipa. Here is what happened: I quit my
job. I bought a ticket using my credit card (and being careful with my kidney
in case I had to use it to pay the bill at the end of the month) and I took
off. I used a backpack instead of a suitcase to save money using the bus
instead of a taxi to the airport. I was determined to save money. I got
to Arequipa. I ate very well. I even got to watch movies,
visited the doctor and went horseback riding. Really, I got there and my
Arequipa habitant friends received me so well that I lack nothing.
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| Of course they're gonna like me. I showed up with 2,000 cupcake liners :) |
My one and only worry was
during the meeting with Ps. Dario and Ps. Scott at the Hogar Torre Fuerte. We looked at some numbers while I could only swallow my tears. Finishing
the meeting with a prayer I felt as in my spirit I was on my knees, and even
face on the ground begging God to allow me to be useful somehow.
Some people are good doing
business. People can work in an office and that is wonderful. I have tried,
several times, to work in something “constant” and I am unhappy. I have this
inner voice that sounds more like an out loud speaker screaming instead of
whispering. This little voice keeps telling me: “What are you doing?” To me is
impossible to try to work in an office while I am being yelled at like that.
For example, when I was
around 5 I decided I would not have children. There are already many kids
without parents. It is not craziness, or anything special but simple math! If I
find out my hair is strong then the most logical thing to do is let it grow to
donate it instead of cutting it by bits and in layers so it ends up in the
trash can. And if I have contacts that spontaneously get to me, along with the ability
to inform and encourage others, helping projects to happen… I should do that in
something worthy.
That is why I quit. Because
it made a lot more sense to do this than to sit reading documents. The visit to
Arequipa and the way God provided and keeps providing is a confirmation that it
was the right decision. My fear now is, that I am so imperfect that I may mess
this up. I will need friends to help along. We are not all called to do the
same thing. That is why we are to work together and complement our
talents/resources. Makes sense.
Now I am looking for volunteers and sponsors. If you are called to be part of this, get in touch with me (brand new
marketing manager of the Hogar Torre Fuerte) and I can help you do it. The Hogar
Torre Fuerte Girls Home is there already, and works really well. It only needs for
us to go there and help it continue the work. Help is easy. It is our opportunity.
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