It´s hard to believe we´re at the tail end of our long journey! Today we rolled back into Guatemala City, where we will spend the next couple of days until we fly back on Tuesday. Stay tuned for more youth blog entries.
It has truly warmed my heart to witness the ways this country has impacted the youth group of Second Presbyterian Church. They have all witnessed the deep poverty and pain of this land. They have witnessed what it is like to live in a country where every day is a struggle and a good education and adequate salary is often just a dream. Most of all, they have witnessed the love of Christ through the hospitality of the Guatemalan people.
The purpose of this trip revealed itself to me through a conversation with the grandfather (Miguel) of the house where I did my homestay. After dinner, he looked me in the eyes and told me (through the help of Emerson, our Guatemalan guide who was partnered with me) that the situation in their Mayan villiage of San Martin was getting much worse. Earlier he had told me about a son of his, who has been in Miami searching for a job for the past 2 years. Unable to do so and unable to pay off the cyote who had smuggled him across the border, he was going to return home, in debt. Miguel told me that because of situations like these, the Mayan villagers were struggling to survive. He asked that I return home and tell people about them. He asked that I tell my church, friends and family about their situation, in hopes that they can receive more help. I knew there was no easy solution to their predicament, yet I knew that the very least I could do was to tell people about my experience.
I told him I would. I told him our church group would. Will you?
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