Participant Blogs
If Brazil was like our time in the pastures, moving around relatively freely and building relations ships with other people, Colombia was like the Shepherd’s call back to the sheep pen. Due to security reasons we were not allowed as much freedom as in Brazil. In fact in Fusagasuga (Fusa) we were only given one or two opportunities to go to town in small groups, of two or three people, with an escort.
Where to begin! I feel as if so much has happened that I would like to share...so settle in and get comfortable, I'm going to take you through a few of my thoughts...
We helped at a church in their gardens. It was fun and everything went well and normal for a day then it happened again, God blessed us out of our minds. The Church said we can borrow their van. We had transport to all the places we wanted to see. Because we had a car so we were on the other side this time. We picked up hitchhikers and gave people lifts. We then picked up a woman from Germany. She loved to travel with us; she
stayed with us for 3 nights: From the Sea of Galilee to the Dead Sea. She bought us food some times and made sure we ate healthier. I think we bombarded her with so much truth that she has to come to Christ soon.