George Town experience.

Dana's perspective

Well, we have come to terms that we're not gonna be able to get internet. Looks like we'll mooch off the friends here, most don't have the internet but those who do readily share. Brother Parks and his family have very good speed at their house which is also by a clinic, my ears are still messed up, I'm going to the clinic. Turns out, if you don't have a Belizian social insurance number it doesn't matter! Took about an hours wait, which we spent witnessing, the Doctor saw me, gave me drugs, no charge! What! Any way ears are clearing up a bit now.

Thursday for service we went to George Town (Jarge town). Before we went we started street witnessing. I was able to zone in on a young man Alberto, bad broken leg, pins sticking out of it. But he was a very positive man, said "I would never beg I'm doing ok". So we talked quite a bit, he studies on his own thinks that's enough. I asked him what is Gods name, sheepishly he said Jehovah, "do you really believe that" I asked? So I showed him, and explained when you see LORD in the bible that means Jehovah! Wow, he got it. I said "you got a broken leg, what else are you gonna do, why not study with me". He said "I'm ready", "what do you mean? I mean any time you name it. Tomorrow morning?" I said. "Ok, in the park", he said. I believe if you are a foreigner it is a little easier to start studies, so you don't want to think too much of your self.

When we got to George Town we were on a spiritual high, even after all the car trouble. Again no new cars, and every car has a broken windshield and a door that doesn't work. So what would we expect?!  Honestly, we stopped guessing. But a very humble village, mix of people, very quiet. Awesome rv's started, if you say " I will come back next week" they say "thank you".  On the way out an RV heard I liked avocados, so he picked 4 and gave them to us. The ministry is very different, the lifestyle is certainly a challenge for any 1st world dweller. But this experience is proving to change us. These brothers and sisters have relatively little, most no internet or computer, most no car, homes are very modest! These friends love Jehovah, I can't tell you enough, many of the ones here may have grown up in this area, but they choose to stay here to help! That is sacrifice, many grow up and move to a more prosperous area, wow.

Well I can tell by the barking of the dogs it is bed time. Every night at bed time, all the dogs make their presence known, and every morning around 4:30 every rooster makes his presence known. And no one stops it, other than the odd "SHUT UP MON" (mon=man). I may go on a rampage yet! Thank you all, and see you soon!