After breakfast, we got on boats and went to the Isla de Sol...the place where the Incas started out...for our last distribution. I think that was the best one...there were probably 30 kids, but they were not nearly as reserved as the others...it was much more personal. The three boys I was sitting with really enjoyed all of their gifts and they let me take their pictures. God has been so faithful these past few days (and every single moment of every single day He gives me)...I had been wanting a picture with some of the kids, and Joey came by with his BlackBerry and took a picture when I was giving the youngest boys silly bands...I had been wondering what was in the far section of the hotel, and Fernanda took us there without explanation today.My favorite kid was being really quiet but smiling when we went through his box. The mothers were much more interested in the message than at the other distributions.
We came back to the hotel and packed up all of our stuff. Then we went to that room that Fernanda had showed us and had an amazing time of worship. We were there for almost an hour and a half...there's no way I could even describe it. We had lunch: vegetable soup, fish (fresh from the lake), french fries, vegetables, and flan. Then we loaded up the bus to head back to La Paz. About 15 minutes into the trip, we stopped in the middle of the road where we saw several kids. We gave them shoeboxes and booklets...what a joy. We stopped again a few minutes later when we went through a town to give away a few more boxes. If that doesn't demonstrate the love of Christ, I don't know what does.
Oh, and there was a young mother with her four or five small children who walked for two hours to get to the distribution today. They lived on the other side of the mountain. It just blows my mind that God provided 108 extra boxes yesterday and then we had enough to leave some at the hotel and stop at least five times to give boxes to kids. Jehovah Jireh.
We got back to La Paz and into the hotel at 6:15pm and had a bit of down time before dinner...that's something that I am not used to these past few days. What a blessing. We had dinner at a restaurant around the corner from the hotel that served American food. I watched a bit of the Nationals/Reds game while we were waiting on the food. I did find it a bit odd to be at a burger joint watching ESPN while I'm in Bolivia, but oh well.
We came back to the hotel and had a quick group meeting before small group time (which was absolutely amazing.) I cannot comprehend how the Lord can draw people so close together in a foreign country in 5 days. Everyone in my group trusts the others enough to spill their hearts. Tonight, the Lord gave me the role of listening to what everyone shared and then reading the passages of His Word that He flipped my Bible to. Every single one was a verse that I had read and underlined in the brand new Bible I brought on this trip for that very purpose. Mmm...God is above all and in all and through all. Alleluia!
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