Hi guys! How's it going? Thankyou for your emails, I really appreciate them, and for your prayers. Culture shock is setting in now, with frustration at the way things happen here. You just never know what's gona happen, or when, and if it IS planned, it'll happen an hour late anyway!
Thanks to Cattie and her technological genius, I can now show you pictures of my life here. YAY! Check out:
http://www.ringo.com/i.html?i=161657762x922181Latest episodes in canyon life..!
* I've started learning Quechuan, which is the language of the indigenous people here. It's a craaazy language with z's and q's and a clicking sound, but people are keen to teach me, and I spent Thursday afternoon learning by singing Quechuan worship songs with a couple of my new Quechuan friends. This is useful bcos in some of the villages we visit the people only speak Quechuan.
*One of these new friends was telling me about Easter in Peru. Here, they have parades in the street, and re-enact the crucifixion scene, and show films of Jesus' last days. Then it was my turn to explain NZ traditions. Do you know how silly I felt trying to explain to her about this giant rabbit that we celebrate?? "Yeah, well it's a bit different here... we have this rabbit... uhh a giant rabbit... well, he's not a real rabbit, people just imagine him... and to commemorate Christ's death and resurrection people eat a lot of chocolate..." She just couldn't understand at all. Something to think about with Easter coming up... What the heck are we really celebrating?!
*On Saturday I went with 4 others on a hike to this remote village not accessible by road. We hiked a couple of hours up a mountain to get there. Let's just say it wasn't exactly an "OSH approved" track ! with some parts so steep we had to pull ourselves up by the hands to climb over rocks. People in this village don't have their own pastor, so Peruvians from my town (who I went with) do this hike every week to go to them to teach and encourage them. That's commitment- I was knackered for days after just going once!
Good ol rainy season got us pretty wet on the way up to the village. We arrived to this mud brick building with a dirt floor and one lightbulb hanging in the middle. A local woman cooked us some food to warm us up - a bowl of potatoes, lima beans and corn kernals to share between the 5 of us. I'm learning things like to peel the skin off the beans (because of the lack of hygiene) and to tip a little hot tea over the side of the cup to clean it before putting your mouth on it. The place soon filled up with sweet, gently-spoken people. Women in brightly coloured traditional dress, with babies strapped to their backs. They had nothing, and yet God's love was so evident in their lives. These are truly beautiful people :)
That's enough for now. Give praise to God for His constant protection and joy when times get hard, and I pray His blessings upon you too. Take care, you're all in my thoughts,
love, Lynda xoxo