Thursday, March 29, 2007
I met Elvis briefly in Lima in 04, but got to know him better and bond with him when we went by boat to visit churches along the Puinahua river in the rain forest region of Peru in June 06. Nothing like sharing experiences to get closer! He is a willing worker, as he showed when he helped to haul on the boat along muddy banks, and carried huge heavy bags of clothing to give away in humbe villages. As a youth pastor, he had faced numerous discouragements and trials, and Pastora Sabina told me she was concerned about him when we returned to Lima. He's taking a sabbatical from being youth pastor. I hadn't seen much of him till my birthday party, and I left a letter for him, encouraging him, and Sabina told me it did the trick. He was eager to come along on the trip to Cusco, and we joked about him being "Indiana Elvis" (having been a big fan of the movies). I bequeathed him my oversized heavy leather coat, and got him a broad brimmed leather hat to complete the ensembel, to his great delight. All he needs now is a whip! Elvis is a big jokester, and an enthusiastic worshiper.
Monday, March 26, 2007
When his mother Marleni and I started our correspondence in 1992, her kids joined in - Foreman being the eldest. I learned that his father deserted the family soon after Marleni committed herself to Christ, leaving Foreman at 14 to help provide and care for his 4 younger siblings. He is accustomed to hard work! When I met him face to face in 97, we became better acquainted, and he helped my youngest daughter Cass with her report about Peru. We kept in touch, and in 2003 when I returned to Peru for pastor Hugo's wedding, Foreman came from his missionary work with Youth With A Mission (Y-WAM, JuCUM in Spanish) in the border city of Leticia in Colombia. We renewed and strengthened our friendship and as I got to know him better I not only did what I could to contribute to his missionary work, I tried to involve others as well. After he got married in 2005, I was able to bring him stateside (paying his airfare, besides the travel to the embassy in Lima and the cost of the interview for the visa) He made some good friends and was able to share his vision with others. Since he was staying with me during those 6 weeks, we got to know each other much better, and really bonded. Now he acts just like one of my own kids, comfortable enough to tease me when I make mistakes in Spanish (though he'll admit my Spanish is better than his English). When I returned to Peru in 06, while I was in Iquitos I stayed with his mother (he lives right next door) and had more time with him and his growing family. And I brought him to the states again in time for Thanksgiving. He loves Wegman's and Walmart's!
He tells me if I MUST "adopt" more sons and daughters, I'd better make it clear to them that he's the eldest! And I joke that he is my most expensive, because I invest in his work as a missionary with JuCUM, as well as sharing his vision to develop a Christian camp 10 minutes' walk from his house. When I retire or am widowed, I plan to move to Iquitos and live with him - he's built a room for me - and his mom who lives next door...that's how much a family they are to me!
Sunday, March 25, 2007
He's featured in the photos right now. I gotta go to work, so I'll add more later about how we met and how he came to be my number one (and most expensive) son!
Saturday, March 24, 2007
Although it seems like it sometimes!
But having recently finished a mission trip to Peru to do some spiritual warfare at Machu Picchu, when I perused today's spotlighted Spark Page, I was disturbed to read the blog about Mayans "spiritually cleansing" after Bush's visit. We ARE in a war, and the question of the generation is "Whom will you worship?" God have mercy on Guatemala and raise up His intercessors to reclaim the high places!
Thursday, March 22, 2007
Yes, it's spelled JHon, and I think that's to indicate that it has the English pronunciation of the J as opposed to the Latino, soft or fricative H.
I met Jhon the first time when I was in Lima with Pastor Hugo in 2004 for a week. He was friendly, eager to practice his English on me. I gave out my e-mail address to loads of people, and he is one with whom I have frequent opportunity to chat. So when I saw him again in Iquitos in 2006, it was a happy reunion. I got to know him better as we experienced the rigors of the missionary trip down the Puinahua River to visit churches in the villages of Uralina, Nuevo Kuwait, Jorge Chavez, Atun Poza, San Juan de Paucar, and Bretaņa. Unfortunately, the bugs seemed to find him particularly tasty! He and the other 2 lads with us, Elvis and Cesar, became fondly known as the "Soldados de Barro", Soldiers of Mud, or Mud Soldiers, for their adventures of slogging through it to get into and out of the canoe and hauling it when the motor ran out of oil. Jhon had some additional adventures when he fell in the pond while trying to wash his clothes.
The Lord has led me to invest in his life further by paying $85 monthly for him to go to a business institute to learn computer graphics in hopes of getting a good career to help out his family. Jhon plays guitar and is active in the music ministry, and tells me he is also writing some worship songs. He likes to sing them to the Lord when he's alone in the house.
He turned 23 on Feb 27th, and I gave him a baseball cap - he collects those and visors.
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