The Aftermath of a Mudslide by Chris
We were super blessed to have Padre Paco come to our town to say mass in our cementery on The Commemoration of the Faithful Departed (e.g. All Souls). Before mass started, he made the announcement that during the night there had been bad mudslides in a town in our province that caused the river to change course damaging the Catholic Church and that people had died.
|Our All Souls Day mass in San Hilarion|
All during mass, we felt compelled to do something to help the people there. After mass, we called our community leader, who lives about 1 hour closer and he jumped on his motorcycle and headed up there.
|Taking the ferry across the river|
We mobilized and collected up sacs of rice and bottles of water and headed that way. We were able to round up a few of the youth here in town to help us out.
By the time we arrived it was late in the afternoon. We had just enough time to deliver the supplies to the gazebo in their plaza and turn and head home, racing to try and make the last ferry across the river.
|Whew! Delivery made! Thank you Jesus!|
|Anna with the donated clothes!|
|Passing out clothes in Tres Unidos!|
|Here we are crossing the raging river!|
|The side of the church caved in and the roof was very weak and could give way too!!|
|One of the houses that caved in from the mudslide|
|Crossing the narrow bumpy bridge!!! We turned the mirrors in, just in case!|
|That is the bridge that we needed to cross in the van! Are we going to make it......yikes!!!|