Our morning didn’t exactly go as planned. Living here you kind of get used to that I guess. Being flexible. Sometimes it’s good to take a deep breath and relax and not stress out when things don’t work out or when things take longer than we think they should. Sometimes there are things that are simply out of our control.
We were supposed to meet with a man who was going to take us on a tour of some potential schools for us to expand into with the Bible classes. When he didn’t show up, a quick phone call informed us he had been released from his position and actually he was not going to be coming. However, we did have a list of schools and with the help of google maps we were able to find one. Sort of. We needed the help of a few people on the street. It was a bit of a maze driving on narrow streets and sharp corners.
After speaking with the sub director at this school about who we were, we found out that there was already a church going into that school once a week with Bible classes. Since our desire is to take the classes where there is no existing Biblical instruction we decided we would not be asking permission to go there.
Then something else we had planned fell apart. But then we got to see our staff members Karina and Edwin’s precious two month old baby Gianna. We got to hold her. Highlight of the day! I am so glad that part of the day did not fall apart.
Other than seeing the baby, the day kind of felt unproductive. If not discouraging. We were about to head to Manos church to help set up for the annual school supply hand out the next day, when….you guessed it. The car would not start. Dead. It wasn’t the battery either. We knew at that point we would not be leaving anytime soon.
There were questions. Like…what are we going to do? How are we going to get home? How are we going to pay for this? Neither of us had much cash on us other than the money to pay our translator. Actually, truth be told I was kind of upset. I may or may not have said “I hate this car!” You see, we have had so many problems with our car lately. Including getting the transmission repaired. Not a cheap fix. It feels like as soon as we turn around something else is breaking down or falling apart. I was also tired, the weather was hot, and I was hungry and feeling a bit stressed and cranky.
Dale made a call to Pastor Victor who lives in that area. He knows a mechanic who lives near him. Within five minutes the mechanic showed up with his employee..in a go-cart of all things! He popped open the hood of the car and seemed to know immediately what the issue was. He took a lot of parts out of our car and placed them on the ground. He made several trips back and forth to his house. Sometimes with the go-cart, sometimes on foot.
Two hours later he had everything all nicely put together in the car like a puzzle, and we were good to go.
He started to walk away from us, so Dale rolled down his window and asked him what we owed him. The man shook his head and with a big almost toothless grin said “Nada.” He refused to take any money and shooed Dale’s hand away when he tried to put money into his hands.
I held myself together after that, but I felt like bawling. This man does not have a lot in the way of earthly possesions. There is no doubt in my mind that he actually needed the money that he declined. His daughter is one of our sponsored children and he lives in an impoverished area of the city that has no running water. He could have bought food for himself or his family. Or water. Whatever. He came at a moment’s notice to help us, spending two hours in the blazing hot sun, while he and his worker laboured over our car so it would start. So we could get off the mountain and get to where we needed to be. Free of charge. Standing there with that big grin of his lighting up his face. He was happy. It was humbling. Not just because of his act of kindness that so richly blessed us. It truly was a gift. And one I felt so undeserving of. But also because in that moment I knew that God cared about our struggle. We were not hidden from him. Stranded up there on the mountain top in the midst of our car troubles….He saw us.
Acts 20:35 MSG You’ll not likely go wrong here if you keep remembering that our Master said “You are more happier giving than getting…”