Sometimes Fruition Begins with Demolition
|Jose (red) and his little brother Fernando (gray) in their home.|
|This is the backside of their home.|
Maria loves her kids the best she knows how. Just like every other mom in the world, she has good days and bad. Despite her love, she falls short, just like the rest of us. She's tempted by sin and gives in...but who doesn't?
Of course, there is no guarantee that Maria will cherish the gift that she has been given, but that's between her and God.
Dismissing all fear, we charged full-steam ahead with the demolition of her mud structure so that the lot was ready for the short-term missionaries who would arrive days later to begin building Jose and Fernando a respectable home.
The teens in our community were happy to help, not just because demolition is fun, but because they were sincerely excited for Jose and Fernando to have a real house.
Our friend Russel volunteered to sort through the mess of electrical wires strewn about. He carefully unwrapped, untied and followed each line back to the power supply. Despite our constant warnings and precautions, he assured us of his safety. "Mom, don't worry," he kept saying, "Peruvians know how to do things like this!" Although I knew he was right, I kept praying that God would keep him safe.
Fernando was so out-of-his-mind excited that all he could do was smile, scream, laugh and run around in circles all day. It was a raw, unfiltered display of shear joy.
This may look really easy, but 25 year old dirt mixed with a mess of grasses and various reeds is as hard, if not harder, to break apart than cement.
After the mud was gone Russel could continue his de-wiring job.
With a bit of ingenuity we figured out that we could pop the roof panels off by jabbing them with another long pole.
We saved the sheets of steel so that they could be used for the outhouse that we were planning to build.
The next order of business was CAREFULLY moving the 220 electrical supply that was connected with frayed, rotted wires.
As I started to pray I heard Russel say, "Relax Mom. Remember Peruvians know how to do things like this!" I gave him a warm, loving smile and then returned to my prayers.
One of the last steps was to remove the old posts from the very, very hard ground.
In the coming days look for another blog post that captures the construction of Maria's new home.