Can’t believe today is the last day we’re going to the Youth
Hostel. With the rain going on and off I’m
not sure how the cement pouring will go if it’s really wet. We’ve been praying
for Frida, Alexander and Herman who have been helping a lot with the building
work each day and are always friendly. We’ve been praying for a chance to
confirm their belief in Jesus Christ and the gospel of salvation as well as
praying for any current concerns or problems they have. I have personally been praying for shy Erline
and outgoing Shanette who I talked with a lot last Sunday but have never joined
in the work of building the shade area or the footbridge. I see them standing in the doorway of their
dorm or hanging around near the kitchen. I wave and they wave back and smile.
But never get any farther than that. I feel frustrated …to think we will have spent 4 days
at the Youth Hostel and still have no chance to share the gospel with them. Did
we spend too much time building and working amongst ourselves? How much good
will the shade cover and footbridge do anyway?…I think to myself…when more than
half the kids will be gone in less than a year anyway…released to their parents
care or having completed their assigned term.
As we finish our 4th day of VBS, I thank God once again for
the Belize Chinese Christian Church youth volunteers and they grace they show
us in helping us so constantly with various parts of VBS: lesson/game/craft
prep, group discipline. They’ve worked tirelessly
to become an integral part of our team whether it’s making sandwiches, moving
the water jugs and sharing our very basic lodgings. I wonder if we could ever
achieve that kind of unity in Christ with any youth from the hostel. We arrive
at the youth hostel before I arrive at any conclusion. There is a STM team from
Texas staying at the same base as us playing volleyball and chatting with the
youth. I wonder idly what the Belize youth think of them and their work
compared to our work with them. A part of me thinks…maybe this is the kind of
thing we should have done to build more relationships with the youth. Then I
realize that for the 8 of us 30+ year old people on the team would not be able
to show a lot of genuine enthusiasm for playing volleyball in a thunderstorm or
sliding around in the mud. I’m not that much of a random hugger or squealer
either….and I wonder how many of my peers are.
But we, whose distant ancestors built the Western Pacific Railway and
the Great Wall of China…cheerfully work non-stop in the muddy grass to complete
the roof and the concrete slab of the shaded area. Whatever our age, gender,
citizenship or skill level, we really put our shoulders to the work. Nancy
grabs one of the girls to chat with her in the bus. Then Ed speaks to Hector
about trusting in God and John and I get a chance to speak to both Herman and
Alexander about their lives, faith in God as we fill the buckets of water
needed to mix the cement. It turns out Alexander is a Christian who has been
sent here because he refuses to go to school…when asked why…he tells us he gets
beat up regularly by bigger boys in the school. We promise to pray for his
release and a new school to attend. Herman says he believes in God...but doesn’t
say much about salvation or Christ. We
encourage both of them to seek wisdom and protection from God and ask God to
direct their future. They nod in agreement and we continue to work. Sooner than
we expect we have finished the shade cover and congratulate each other and
praise God. Other kids who had not joined in earlier, poke their heads out of
various buildings or pause their impromptu soccer practice to check out our
work. I guess Paul was right, it doesn’t matter which team or which method makes
more of an impact with the youth…it’s to preach the gospel of Christ.
-Patti Lowe
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