I'm sore!

Hey guys, Matt here. So we worked pretty hard these past few days in Campemento. We put up two roofs and laid concrete floors for two houses. It was pretty cool because the night we put up the roofs, we were all at the church under the pavilion watching Mr. Bean's Holiday (in Spanish mind you, good thing Mr. Bean isn't very conversational) it started raining like crazy! It rained hard for hours and hours. And I went up to Pastor Allan (the pastor of Filadelfia) and another guy named Allan, and told them something Allie mentioned to me after the movie: "It's pretty awesome to know that it's raining like crazy, but there are two families that have a roof over their heads now".

So yeah, the most work was the concrete floors. We leveled out one floor the other day; that consisted of a large 30 lb wooden block with two long wooden handles nailed to it on either side, and walking around slamming it onto the dirt floor. The other floor was already level enough, thank God. Me, Jason, BJ, Allan, and a couple other Honduran guys mixed more concrete than I ever care to look at again. But Jiovani (the master at everything) smoothed all the concrete and the floors look great.

They had a church service specifically for us last night to tell us goodbye. It was pretty cool. Pastor Allan preached out of Acts 20:19, where Paul talks about "serving the Lord with all humility and with tears and with trials." They'd asked me earlier while we were working to play a song during the service, so I did. And today after Pastor Allan dropped us off, him and his wife gave us all t-shirts that they had made for us! That was pretty awesome of them. Mine's maroon, WHOOP!

The drive from Campemento back to Tegucigalpa is over 2 hrs, and we all rode in the back of Pastor Allan's Nissan Frontier...all 9 of us...with some luggage that couldn't fit in his cab...and it was rainy. So yeah, it's officially been a mission trip. Honestly though, we loved it; we wouldn't have had it any other way. My butt was really getting numb from the truck bed, but then I saw a dead cow on the side of the road and a mangy dog was chewing on its butt...I suddenly didn't feel so bad anymore. Funny how God teaches us these things. (I wish I was making that up)

So yeah, sorry to put such a huge post here after Allie already wrote one, but it was truly an amazing week in Campemento. The people there were so nice and the kids were so great. They're off in their own little world out there, barely any electricity. People are hanging at the church all the time. Not a bad way to live, actually.