To the village...

Dana's perspective

2nd day in the ministry, we are going to a Mayan village to preach. A long drive, our gas in Canada is the same price here, only the friends in Belize make only a Tiny fraction of our income. The cost associated with driving to these areas is huge, we see tremendous sacrifice after sacrifice, it is very humbling. No new cars here either, they have to leave the country to buy most cars, there are no new car dealers here. So the ride too isn't as comfortable as we would be used to back home, but being with our brothers and sisters you forget all that.

When we arrived at the villages it began to sink in, while we were being challenged to adjust to these new living conditions, by comparison we were living in absolute luxury! Dirt floors, no screens, no water, most no power, thatch roofs, walls you can literally see through. But these people were so happy, and willing to share with us when we came to talk about Jehovah. They would bring buckets, rickety sticks barely fastened together for us to sit on and talk about the bible, and they really listened! So appreciative to have the literature, we also brought Spanish so they could read in their chosen language, most read english well.

So you are prepared when you go to the villages in Belize. If you see a path going to the river, be prepared, if it's not laundry day it could be bathing day! Yup I had to shield MacKay's eyes while I tried to look casual, like it was no big deal, cause it wasn't to them! " Hello, my that sun is bright!"

One of the calls we had MacKay, Brother Longsworth and myself, we started a study! I know! The daughter taught at their Mayan church even though she was only 13-14 very smart, we shared many scriptures and agreed it was important to learn about God. So next Saturday we are supposed to return and study with the whole family! Oh yeah she is going to share with her class that we need to preach, and only Jehovah's witnesses are doing that (Matt 24:14). Cool.

This should make you laugh, amongst all this third world setting, we could hear modern music in the background. Picture little Mayan kids 3-6 in age dancing to Gangnam style, really dancing! Funny too I guess not a lot of white people in the villages, the little one were daring each other to touch Carlee's skin. They didn't want to touch mine, I guess because of my profuse sweating it appeared I might keel over at any point. What's going on with Mackay, the boy hardly sweats, cool as a cucumber all the time.

We needed to see a Little bit of modern convenience so we took the Hokey Pokey ferry accross to Placencia, the brothers and sisters were worried we wouldn't come back. Now we know why, all the trimmings of home 15 minutes away. Seems most go to help the congregation there, much easier lifestyle. We will tell you all about it next time, love you all so much. See you soon.