“Hey Water Boy, my bucket is empty again.” Grandson Clay would again go out to the cistern and draw up the water with a cracked plastic bucket and rope. My work space consisted of 3 square plastic tables end to end with dish pans, dishes, water bucket and bleach, coffee maker and cooking implements. Francia cooked the noon meals which consisited of goat or fish, a pile of rice, and a plaintain while I prepared the evening meals. To actually cook I went over to the Indian kitchen under a tin roof which had a nice propane industrial stove, but sooty wooden counter top and dirt floor. My main job was to keep 2 teams of men hydrated in temperatures averaging around 100 degrees as they arduously worked on a 3 room classroom/dormitory building for the Wayuu Leadership Training Institute. First the team from Calvary Church of Souderton, PA built the brick walls and cat beam; tedious and not glamorous work but their humor kept everyone laughing and entertaining even the neighbor children on the other side of the cactus fence. The 2nd team from Fellowship Bible Church, AR put on the roof and tackled the cement floors. It was completed with the help of Wayuu men who spent hours mixing mortar. Your prayers, Gatoraid, and Ken Lake of SAM were some of the life saving features which made this endeavor a great success. The guys learned to sleep in hammocks in a communal pavilion to an erratic orchestra of heavy snoring, dogs barking, roosters crowing, coal trains passing by and distant drums beating. Fortunately, I slept in a small closed room away from the colorful night sounds.

A high point for the teams was Sunday services in an Indian settlement doing church Wayuu style. Bob preached both times with translation from Spanish into Wayunaiki and informal English interspersed. Toddlers entertained themselves on the cracked cement floors crawling after fleeing ants and killing them. Moving testimonies were shared and all recalled God’s blessings and provisions. All the Wayuu believers expressed simple heartfelt gratitude for the teams willingness to come and work alongside them and the funds given to make this possible.
A special praise is that there were no accidents, theft, incidents and no serious illness during their stay; however, one member contracted Dengue Fever after he arrived home and spent some time in the hospital. There may be a few residual stomach problems that an amoeba cure can quickly fix, but other than these normal situations, it all went well and we thank God for this because it was a more primitive environment than your typical Mission’s trip.
On the return trip back to Santa Marta, son-in-law Keith King and grandson Clay asked Poppa to baptize Clay which he did in the Buritaca River. It was a special occasion in a beautiful setting. Check it out here…. Clay King’s Baptism
An aside note is a big praise …ex- pastor Wilson Castillo voluntarily stood before many people and confessed his moral sin publically with a very humble spirit. He is in a process of spiritual restoration. As he says, a tremendous weight of guilt and pain has been removed and he feels free. He thanks God that his wife and children have stood with him during this time of shame. Continue to pray for him to find employment.
The month in Colombia was action packed but a blessed time. Esperanza Church is growing and the two pastors, Julio and Deivis, appreciate prayer as sufficient finances are an ever present problem.
Thank you so much for your prayers and concern!!! We love you all.
Bob and Ruth Ann
PS Well, what do you know? Turkey hunting tomorrow………..