





Some of the great kids (ours and theirs)
There was a lot of this going on with all our travels. I was lovingly dubbed "It."
Ramone and Carol Sunday night at Kapi'i
Three languages, one God
"The tender eyes that choose to forgive and never despise"
States and Paraguayan teams worshipping together
Everywhere we went, the kids ate up Adam.
This "starts" (although it's in backwards order, so by "starts" I mean if you go from the bottom up. SORRY!) all from Sunday afternoon's church service: The drama, my sis and I dancing and singing to "How Beautiful"(okay, that one accidently got deleted), and Adam playing soccer with the church kids. (By the way, I was chastised over and over by Adam for not giving him "link love." I was just too ignorant to know how to link names with their blogs. However, I think I have more than made up for it now, Cramer, thus I will not be linking your name for awhile. I care about my readers, for goodness sake, and I don't want them to get bored with me because I keep mentioning YOU. It's pathetic when I now have your blog address MEMORIZED! GEESH! ENOUGH ALREADY!)
Sorry to all who just had to endure that and don't have the history :) ANYWAY, back to Sunday. We then travelled to Kapi'i, a really impoverished area with one vocally Christian family. Ramone is the head of this family and the picture with him is him showing us his family business (he makes he famous Paraguayan cups for mate and terere). Close to his home is a Catholic church (and let me just say this isn't a generalization about the Catholic church, just this particular situation). The priest there knows that Ramone and his family have become evangelical Christians and has warned that anyone who comes to Ramone's church cannot receive (nor anyone in their family) the sacraments. I don't understand all the implications, but this is a very big deal and so Ramone's family is ostracized. So, the church service is held on Sunday night so that people can come and go with the covering of darkness. Now, it may be easy for those of us who have never dealt with persecution firsthand to become critical of this set-up, saying that those believers should "Shout if from the rooftops." However, the longer I live, the more I realize that things are much less black and white than I once thought. Ramone's family has dealt with more hardship than I probably ever will, and if they think this is the best situation, I don't think it's our place to judge. On a different note, once Alyssa was having a conversation with one of his daughters and asked her if she ever wished she had more (the poverty there was so real...from the bedroom where I changed for "How Beautiful" to the outhouse that served as their only bathroom). Her response was that yes, if she went to the city, she would have more things, but she would not choose that. Life at her home is much more peaceful. Is that not the truth!?? What an amazing reminder that while we in America have such incredible wealth, the price we pay for that wealth is perhaps much more costly than its worth. Adam's "precious." He guarded his
guitar as if it was his firstborn child.
A traditional Paraguayan dance by Alyssa's students
Well, I haven't figured out how to upload more than five pictures at a time, so I'll work on that because I have quite a few to share with you. This is the first two days, and I'm going to try to go in chronological order. The trip to Paraguay was long, but not as long as Ethiopia will be. Mom and I met up with the team in Chicago and we took a night flight to Argentina. The good news was it wasn't a full flight, so I got to stretch out over two seats and attempt to sleep. We arrived the next morning and decided to kill our all-day layover by going on a tour of the city. It was cool and fun and we arrived back at the airport ready to go. After this, we dealt with several frusterating and unexplainable delays, so we ended up getting into Asuncion, Paraguay around midnight. Can I just tell you how wonderful it was to see my sister on the other side of that door? Amazing!!! I love her so much. Talk about a pretty terrific woman....
So, we slept at the guest house that night and did our tourist thing the following morning. I got more than I usually get (I'm not usually a big spender...well, maybe that is unless you ask my husband (j/k)) because I had a lot of thank yous for all the people that made this trip possible! Then, running late as usual, we ate a fast Paraguayan lunch and took off for Villarica. On the way there, our van broke down and Adam and I made the most of it and had a worship practice at the garage where the van was getting fixed :) We arrived just in time to go to Alyssa's school's presentation. They had worked so hard (2nd, 3rd, and 7th graders) practicing their English (that's what Alyssa teaches at the school), doing traditional and modern dances, songs, and a skit. Then, their parents had all brought food for us to enjoy. It was a wonderful evening. That night, the team was spread out staying with Paraguayan families, except Mom and I got to stay with Alyssa. Then, the next morning, we met at the Villarica church...and that's the next entry...