Jamie and Summer almost peed their pants in the street from laughing.
So anyway… Outreach is going really well. The food here in Uruguay is pretty amazing. Here I was, thinking my sweet tooth wouldn’t be satisfied, and instead we made homemade alfajore cookies – sugar cookies sandwiched together with dulce de leche caramel sauce! The weather has been chilly, but nothing us hardened Canadians can’t handle (I write, wrapped in a sweater, a t-shirt, two tank tops, and two pairs of leggings). We made awesome friends at the YWAM base in Rivera we were staying at, and we get to be reunited later on our trip in the town of Durazno! We’re staying at a church in Montevideo now. The family taking care of us have been so crazy nice, everyone has been, really. They’re so hospitable here. We’ve made friends with some young people from the church as well who speak very good English – they’ve been a huge blessing, especially since now we’re not totally stranded on an island of English.
There have been some harder parts. It rained for a week in Rivera and cancelled some of our plans, I missed my sister’s birthday for the first time, and communication has often been a challenge. I mean, we’re using me as a translator a lot of the time. I frequently mix up the words for “hour”, “month” and “year”. The other girls are learning fast – their favourite lesson has been on the difference between two easily mistaken phrases, “tengo hambre” (I’m hungry) and “tengo hombre” (I have man). Then there was the whole unfortunate, but absolutely typical, walking-into-a-door-breaking-my-face thing (and yes, it did leave a face print, and yes, everyone in the store stared as I staggered away clutching my face as Summer and Jamie sympathetically cackled).
But I say this all with a smile. Because every incident, every wrong turn, every time we think everything’s going off the deep end, God shows up and turns it into something great. The rain cancelling some plans opened us up to go to a hospital to pray for some patients, and do a really fun presentation at a school. My sister is going to get a rad birthday present from Uruguay when I get home. The language barrier makes everyone come out of their shells a bit more as we mime what we’re trying to communicate. Walking face-first into that door – well, that hasn’t got a bright side yet, except that it made Summer and Jamie’s week.
We have a choice whenever we talk about an event whether we’ll look onto it with happiness or bitterness. I’ve come to know this really well, since I wind up doing a lot of talking. I can focus on the sucky parts, or I can highlight the bright sides. I know I want to be known as a person who focuses on the silver linings. I want everything I say, no matter what language, to glorify God and brighten people’s days.
So thank you, everyone, for your prayers and support. We’ve been getting to do some really cool ministry here, and we’ve been seeing God move in some really rad ways. Please pray that the Montevideans will learn to speak slower, and pray that we’ll all learn to speak faster.