Life in Colombia
Once again I sit knowing that it has been way to long since
I last blogged and updated you about life in Colombia…
Well life in Colombia continues to be life in Colombia. Truth be told I had a couple hard
months. Looking back I say it was
homesickness. It confused me a
little because I love life here in Colombia and I have no doubt that I am
exactly where I am suppose to be, but it has been 16 months since I have set
foot on Canadian soil, and for me that is a long time and I have decided that I
am allowed to love Colombia and love being here and miss home all at the same
time, its allowed. I am doing much
better though.
Things at the school have been pretty tough as well. The situations with our families just
keep getting worse and at times their situations seem hopeless. One of the continuing ed kids is being
suspended, another one failed 6 of his classes and just doesn’t really show up
a school and was recently expelled because he was looking at porn in school and
getting the other boys involved, he is only 11. I was talking a bit to his mom and she is having such a hard
time with him and she was just in tears and not knowing what to do.
There is one family that I worked with the first time I was
here and there are 10 of them living in one small room, probably half the size
of most of our bedrooms. Their dad
is drinking a lot again which often means no food on the weekends. The water also got cut off in their
place because the building next to them wasn’t paying their water so their
building was bootlegging water so their water got cut off to. And the mom in this situation is fed up
to and is just ready to leave.
Also because of all this they are washing their clothes at the
school. Well Wednesday was the
first day they washed them in a long time. I was helping the girl wash them and out of one bag came a
cockroach and another bag had maggots
all over the clothes and the smell was something else.
We have a girl in the school who is 12 years old, and she is
very aware of her sexuality.
Anyways she is in my girls group I have on Wednesdays and one Wednesday
we were talking about how old their moms were when they had there first child
and what grade they completed in school.
The numbers to both those answers were very low which didn’t surprise
me. I then asked them what they
wanted with their lives and how were they going to prevent following in the
foot steps of their mothers. The
12 year old replied “use a condom”.
It situations like this that make my heart sad and even sometimes hopeless. But God brought each one of these
precious children to us and I know His work is never ever fruitless, even if we
don’t see any fruit, even if we don’t see any change, I know God is still
working and I know that seed has been planted and I do have hope that one day,
whether I see it or not, there will be fruit.
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