Well this would be the construction of the classrooms for the children. What was only one day a week in the past has become my everyday work. But its odd how little I mind the work.
We work from 9 to 12 noon. The first week of this was all digging. This is challenging because the earth is really really REALLY hard here. We dug 10 holes about 2 foot by 2 foot by 3 feet deep. And this is Mexico... its been in the upper 80 to low 90s... thats pretty warm... We then dug 1 foot by 1 foot by 10 foot long trenches between all of the wholes.
Today we started the pouring of the concrete. As a construction worker at home I was once again reminded of how different construction is here... having to hand mix all of the gravel, sand, cement and water was a big difference. Not to mention the water came from a house three blocks away (about 1 and a half football fields- 450 yrds) And we got to carry two five gallon buckets of water from the house to the construction site... each bucket weighing about 40 lbs each... I think that its safe to say that upon my return im going to be able to enter the world strongest man competitions...
All in all I dont mind the work. Which is odd because when I had to do this type of manual labor in my construction job at home... i was always really grumpy about it... and I got paid then. I think thats what the difference is though. I was doing it for money back then (something that was nice to have but didnt really care all that much about) and now I know that im doing solely for God and for the children here... and that fills with immeasurably more satisfaction. I was reminded today of how much less the children here have and how some things like a classroom can make such a difference in their lives. I was filling up my buckets of water at the house when a long came this little girl, maybe 1 and a half, she was completely alone. She didnt have any shoes and her close where so worn and dirty that I was immediately filled with compassion and fear for here. In her hands were three bottles... and it looked liked she wanted me to fill them with the water... so I filled one with water and gave it back to her... I didnt think about it before but she was thirsty... So she tried to drink the water... It broke my heart, but I couldnt let her because the water outside is to dirty to drink. And there was no other water for me to give her. She played with me for a minute and then left by herself again... Seeing that made me want to work so much harder and faster. If all I can do for them right now is help build some classrooms,... then im going to do it till I pass out from exhaustion.
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That poor baby girl. I'm glad you were able to play with her for even a little bit. I'm gonna pray for her ok?
I'm so proud of you. I'll pray that God continues to give you strength and makes all your work fruitful.
It's cool that you worked construction before you went to Mexico, the Lord was preparing you hmmm. It's true how different things are in Mexico. When we were working in the clinic there we had to fold our own gauze, rewash our gloves ect.
I love Mexico.
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