God is in the Rain… It’s worth the Pain

I. Overture:

“And the Meek… Shall inherit the Earth…” Awesome scripture, Awesome lyrical content. Stumbling upon the lost treasure from a time long past, brought me to the realm of delight as we drank from the land of milk and honey while dining on Honeydew.

II. The Temple of Syrinx:

We’ve taken care of everything
The words you read, the songs you sing
The pictures that give pleasure to your eyes
It’s one for all and all for one
We work together, common sons
Never need to wonder how or why

As we returned to Miss Rosa’s home today in La Montana, the clouds hung low and the sky darken by the heavy moisture laden clouds. Daniela picked up the materials at the Penljho Home Depot so we could plumb the Shower/Pila/Bano and continue to build the much need addition on her home.

III. Discovery:

What can this strange device be?
When I touch it, it gives forth a sound
It’s got wires that vibrate and give music
What can this thing be that I found?

My second mission trip to this land of awkward beauty has reawakened the spirit of joy and sorrow for me personally. The tools we use are crude in comparison to in America and just as an army of ants work fervently to accomplish the task at hand, we also must sync our actions to accomplish much with so little to work with. Discovering a stick or piece of wood suddenly becomes a tool… an instrument to assist us in making beautiful music together.

IV. Presentation:

Don’t annoy us further!
We have our work to do
Just think about the average
What use have they for you?
Another toy that helped destroy
The elder race of man
Forget about your silly whim
It doesn’t fit the Plan!

The photos don’t truly describe the topographical lie of the terrain… Just a meer few feet from the edge of the new addition the land radically plummets into an abyss (kind of). With that said it gets a bit crowded to say the least. The Neighboring children come to curiously inspect the progress of the construction, which added to the twenty plus people that already stand precariously on the edge, it gets pretty tight and cramped. We painfully try to communicate, share smiles, and food and water as well, today was no different.

V. The Dream:

“I guess it was a dream, but even now it all seems so vivid to me. Clearly yet I see
the beckoning hand of the oracle as he stood at the summit of the staircase…”

Most of the team are sleeping well, with the exception of me… Off to bed around midnight, up before the local fowl that harmoniously chirp to awaken us from our slumber… Dreams come and go, I wonder if Rosa dreams of the day that she and her children will be able to bathe in the privacy of their home, wash their clothes and use a toilet… The minor convinces used our homes in America are but a dream for her now as we sweat and toil to bring that to a reality!

VI. Soliloquy:

The sleep is still in my eyes
The dream is still in my head
I heave a sigh and sadly smile
And lie a while in bed
I wish that it might come to pass
Not fade like all my dreams…

“Senor, Mucho Gracious, Mucho Gracious” Give thanks to the Father above, for the blessings and a cup that runnith over. Call it what you will, Rosa is a child of God, and we have been sent to turn that dream into a reality… Thanks to everyone back home praying for us, supporting us and the foundation for making these life changing opportunities available to us…

VII. Grande Finale:

Attention all Planets of the Solar Federation
Attention all Planets of the Solar Federation
We have assumed control
We have assumed control

As our day came to a close, the moisture laden clouds gave way to the sustained pressure and could not hold back any more… The Bottom fell out of the sky and abruptly ended our work session for the day at 3:00 pm. God is in the Rain… It’s worth the Pain… He is in Control.