...awama (Quichua for "heaven") and allpa (Quichua for "earth")
The Spirit's touch: (essentials for the skimmers)
- Pictures posted! Sadly, about half were lost when my card reader fried my camera's card. grrrrr.
- Travel was very slow going into the community.
- We stayed a month in the Tigre Quichua community of Paiche Playa sharing stories.
- We had 6 baptisms*!
- We flew back, courtesy of Plus Petrol.
My human words: (extras for the non-skimmers)
Dear brethren,
There is so stinkin' much i want to share. Bare with me.
Upon setting foot in the Tigre River i was quickly reminded why i broke my 7 year no-insect-replent streak the last time i was there. The gnats are vicious!
While on the Tigre, my 1-year-milestone of being out of the States passed. I realized it has been a year since i've donned a kilt, had a cross in the back of my head, savoured Lexington BBQ, tasted Marble Slab ice cream, heard the sound of a race car, sat listening to the wisdom of a grandparent face-to-face, seen an American football game, or fought someone just for fun.
I miss it.
While on the Tigre, my 1-year-milestone of being out of the States passed. I realized it has been a year since i've donned a kilt, had a cross in the back of my head, savoured Lexington BBQ, tasted Marble Slab ice cream, heard the sound of a race car, sat listening to the wisdom of a grandparent face-to-face, seen an American football game, or fought someone just for fun.
I miss it.
Upon returning to Intuto i was thinking about how people act so weird around us just because we have less melanin in our skin. It's really frustrating. What if people acted this way to minorities in the States? People would greet strangers in broken ebonics all the time, offer to sell them fried chicken, chitlins, and malt liquor while calling them "negro" or "brutha" and for the sake of their eternal souls the minority would have the task convincing them he isn't some kind of legendary monster or assassin, but rather, a non-aggressive regular guy.
Sometimes i write "Remember-the-time" letters to friends in the States to reminece about the good ol' days. Even though none of you were there, it seems fitting to say...
REMEMBER THE TIME...
...we attended a wedding in Intuto and "The Wedding March" finished playing before the bride got to walk, and therefore she walked to "The Blue Danube?"
...Jeff gave me 7 stitches when i slice my hand open with my own machete?
...we attended a wedding in Intuto and "The Wedding March" finished playing before the bride got to walk, and therefore she walked to "The Blue Danube?"
...Jeff gave me 7 stitches when i slice my hand open with my own machete?
...Jeff was bathing alone in the creek one night and a panther walked by about 15 ft. from him?!
...a puppy came in the house while Jeff was teaching a story and the little boy peed on it?
...i told a few people in Paiche Playa that Jeff and i are virgins and the looked at me in wonder as if i were singing like David Hasselhoff?
*...Jeff taught the story of the baptism of Jesus and, to demonstrate, Jeff baptized me in the creek each time he retold the story? I got dunked 6 times! PTL!
...a puppy came in the house while Jeff was teaching a story and the little boy peed on it?
...i told a few people in Paiche Playa that Jeff and i are virgins and the looked at me in wonder as if i were singing like David Hasselhoff?
*...Jeff taught the story of the baptism of Jesus and, to demonstrate, Jeff baptized me in the creek each time he retold the story? I got dunked 6 times! PTL!
...the oil companies (while trying to keep good PR with the indigenous as they destroy their rainforest and rivers in exchange for new clothes) gave us a free ride in a Boeing 737 to Lima from the jungle 'cause we made friends with some Quichua chiefs?
...i lost 20 lbs.? Time to eat some beef again!
In summary, we stayed in the community of Paiche Playa, where there is no church, yet (When i say "church" that means a group of believers seeking the Lord together. It has nothing to do with bricks and wood.). We were able to teach about 6 stories from the Bible with the Quichuas. Sadly, acoholism is severe in this area and prevented several of them from coming to hear the stories. I can't blame them, or rather, i can't expect anything better. They are lost. They act like they're lost. I read in a book this morning, "Don't blame the darkness for being dark. Blame the light for not shining in the darkness." We hope to go back to the same community in the future, hopefully next month.
We are now taking a break 'til the first week in January, enjoying the town of Pucallpa and Xmas presents folks send via mail.
PrayeRequests:
- Carlos and Giovani (our man of peace) showed the most interest in learning the stories. Pray the Spirit would increase their desire for His Word.
- Pray heaven would come down to Paiche Playa.
- Pray for an elderly new believer (so we were told), Frederico, in the town of Doce de Octubre. Even though some of you won't understand this, he's under a spell from a socerer and is sick on the brink of death. Frederico was a socerer himself and knows that there is real power there (however satanic it may be) and is tempted to seek healing through the same magic that has inslaved him. True healing will not come to him 'til his full trust is in Christ.
Quotes of the Weeks:
"Peru: South America's Alabama with Bolivia as it's Mississippi." -Jeff
"I need my blanket." -Jeff, a day within his 25th birthday
"There in the ground His body lay
Light of the world by darkness slain
Then bursting forth in glorious Day
Up from the grave He rose again
And as He stands in victory
Sin's curse has lost it's grip on me
For i am His and He is mine
Brought with the precious blood of Christ"
i love you, Church; i miss you,
†il the whole world hears,
corey reid pendergrass
†il the whole world hears,
corey reid pendergrass
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