Rolling the Yellow Submarine

by CameronM Mon, April 03 2006 22:18

Today we headed off to vist another pastor in the rural area. He is planning a special activity on the weekend and wanted us to call into the houses nearby and invite the people.

It turned out to be a slow job, as the houses were a long way apart and in every house we went in and chatted to the occupant, who was very happy to see us.

We had split into two groups and we had gone on foot, while the others went in the pastor's yellow VW van, which we nicknamed the yellow submarine.

When we next met up with the others, they swapped and went on foot, however we did not get very far. On the very next hill, with the others looking on in horror, the little yellow submarine stalled just near the top and started rolling backwards. Before we could do anything we started heading into the steep bank on the side of the gravel road and the van rolled over onto it's side.

I was beside Yerko and tried to stop myself squashing him, but we both ended up against the side of the van (which was now on the ground). The girls on the other seat were in the same position and they also had the seat lying on them.

Thankfully we were all OK and we soon scrambled out the doors, which were now facing the sky, helped by Luke, who raced to our aid.

We got a nearby farmer to bring his tractor and in no time at all we had the now slightly dinted yellow submarine back on its wheels.

The pastor clearly felt bad, but Yerko, on our request, spoke to him saying that it was not his fault. We gave him some money to fix the van, as most people barely make US$200 a year.

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Food, glorious food

by CameronM Sun, April 02 2006 22:15

A very busy day today, heading to church with the missionaries, followed by lunch with the whole church.

After church we boarded the pastors van (sitting outside again) and headed to a very small church on the outskirts of town. The people had killed a pig for us and we again sat down to eat with them, for us a second lunch. I was soooo full.

After a brief time of sharing, we headed across the river in a small row boat. I felt bad for the poor young guy who had to row all us 'fat' missionaries.

The pastor's mother-in-law lived across the river and about 20 minutes walk away. She was very pleased to see us and her daughter, who came with us. The mother was very lonely, as her husband has been in hospital for a long time. We shared, sang a song and helped her light the fire in her stove before saying goodbye and headed back across the river.

On the way back, the three guys, Rachel and Henry, the Missionary sat in the back of the van. It was now dark and very cold, but it didn't stop Yerko and Luke, who have named themselves 'the wildmen', from standing, waving and shouting at passing traffic.

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Rural Haulpin

by CameronM Sat, April 01 2006 22:14

Today we headed out with a local pastor to visit several homes in the rural area surrounding Haulpin. The people are farmers, selling potatoes, which are sent to Santiago, no doubt to make french fries.

We had lunch at the home of one farmer who is very active in the church. I was surprised when I ventured into the bathroom, as the rest of the house was quite rundown and I expected the worst. The bathroom was almost brand new, however and nicely tiled. Thank God for small mercies:)

I the evening we continued walking to the local church, about 20 minutes over fields, across gullies and over fences. We were accompanied by a middle aged lady who we had visited, and I will now never complain about not getting a carpark close to church again. Man, what they had to do just to get to church, it rwally made me feel very lucky.

The church was having an all night preayer meeting and asked us to share a little about ourselves and then prayed for us too. Afterwards we joined them for dinner before getting a lift home.

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Don't eat food at the bus depot

by CameronM Fri, March 31 2006 22:12

A very long day travelling on a number of buses to make it to Haulpin just after 7pm. We had lunch at a bus depot and I think the food didn't agree with me, as I had to get Yerko to stop the bus while I did a runner into the bushes for a call of nature. Consequently I wasn't feeling the best when I was called on to give my testimony in the evening youth meeting, but I managed to share a little on finding happiness.

We are staying in the house of a couple, who work for OM as missionaries, supporting the local churches and taking young people on short term trips to other South American countries. Again, I was in my little tent, this time next to Rachel and Luke, who also 'camped' upstairs.

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