We got off the bus on Sunday morning and headed by taxi to the Santos. Matt and I got showers and that helped alot. I even shaved! We had cup of tea and went to Café Oviedo so we could finish putting the message together.
Just had coffee/chocolate and worked. At 9.15 headed to Iglesia Evangelica Bautista Central. I was just absolutely flooded with emotion when I went in. Began to cry, seeing former seminary students and church planters. I knew I was in trouble. When called upon to preach, Matthew and I both went up. I asked the song leader, Hermano Freddi to have another song ready in 5 minutes so I could pull my self together. I told them, I would help dispel prejudice that gringos were cold and without emotion. I talked about how Central was the first church we had visited and we did not speak enough Castellano to know the word Castellano. I also said how the first well project in Cerro Bolongo, Matt had been roughed up playing futbol and pastor José Colchado took him aside like an uncle and talked to him with his Tarzan English and how that touched us.
Matt and I saw Segunda after church. Segunda was the tiny lady who cooked for most of our volunteer groups. Her son Lucho passed away 6 months ago and her daughter Lilly is back in Cajamarca working as a math teacher. Lilly was Jewels Spanish teacher.
Went with Colchado family for chifa which was delicious. On the way back from lunch, Matt looked down and found 50 soles ($17.50) on the ground! Some drunk must have lost it the night before. While Matt feels terrible for the drunk…well, he was glad to use the money.
We went back to the Santos apartment and slept from 1 to 5. We had some supper and did some walking around.
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