Monday, 8 April 2013

Day 8

Hello all!
Today was our final day of holiday club, fittingly we shared a story named 'the last goodbye' - about Jesus' breakfast on the beach with his disciples.
We then played games, crab football went down a treat with the older ones, meanwhile the younger ones shouted 'corre', (run), much to our confusion. We were too hot to walk let alone run. However, we gave in to their demands and had some relays!
This morning was spent either studying, napping, or shopping for food for our English dinner tomorrow night. Rumour has it the market was quite an experience - a drunken man came up to Charlotte and began to rub her arm, definitely a little too close for comfort, he insisted he had aloe vera to cure her of her freckles! However, the ingredients for stew, dumplings and trifle were all bought - lets hope the stew is a little more tasty than the cottage pie of two years ago - although our ingredients do keep disappearing into our dinner.
This evening we were all forced to reflect a little after two of the children from the home - Eva and Bryan - shared their testimonies. As Mauricio said 'I cannot understand how these children can go outside and play and laugh, when you know all that they have been through.'
However, to hear Eva talk about God having a plan for her life was incredible, she said to us, 'I tell you my story not to make you cry but so that you know what God has done in my life.' Manuelito has broken the cycle of poverty in her life. If she had stayed on the streets it is unlikely she would be alive today.
We were also able to pray for the staff, to be reminded of all they have given up to serve God, by serving these children, is an inspiration. To support the work of this project, the staff and the children, please not only pray, but also consider sponsoring a child - it takes 10 sponsors to cover the cost of looking after one child for a month! For more information please follow this link. http://www.streetkidsdirect.org.uk/index.php/get-involved/child-sponsorship

With much love to all our cold friends in England.
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