Greetings from Matzatanaga

I am filled with joy. Our last 2 days in San Marcos were jam packed. We had clinics both days at Iglesia Palabra en Accion Church. My guesstimate is that we have treated over 750 people with medical care or eye glasses in the last 4 days but even more important is our sharing the love of Christ. To be able to be the hands and feet of Christ is a blessing - but it is multiplied 100 fold on a mission trip.
I had meet 3 sisters who came for eye glasses on Tuesday at the orphanage. Their sight was very bad. They looked so sad and dejected. I had prayed for each girl sharing that our God is a god of Miracles and He would bring miracles to them too. One of the sisters, Carlily canes on Wednesday for medical care. I was so happy, my heart melted. While she said I was an angel sent to her, the Holy Spirit spoke thru her to me, not the angel part - but that small words, a touch, a prayer - can make a huge difference in someone's life. Diego, a young man of 16 was my translator for the last 3 days. I am grateful for his enthusiasm and smiles. He loves to play the guitar. He says to me, my little brother looks American but not me. Just to drive him crazy I am sure, on of the people thanked us - Diego and I specifically - for coming. It was something he needed to hear and encouraged him that his English is good and sounded like ours.
The team works in tandem, like a wheel, we are all spokes. And the translators, pastors and other locals fill in where spokes are missing as we get to each location - it's neat. Wednesday we had church - worship, teaching and prayer.
We left San Marcos yesterday - no more 5 flights of stairs to our room (hooray). We got to Matzatanaga about 10:30 last night. I can breath again - those mountain people are tough for sure.
I could go on on and on but we start our day in 15 minutes.