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My new friend, Phyllis, arrived in Guatemala last week. This is her first time in Guatemala and I only have a week to spend with her before Forrest and I leave for two months. So I am trying to crowd as many experiences as I can into 6 days...
Juanita and I have a saying that every day is an adventure. This day proved to be nothing less!
Remember the Path?
Once upon a time...in a land FAR away...a small church asked for our help. The church sat upon a hill (sounds likes a story in a book you read a long time ago...). During the rainy season, 6 months out of the year, the people had great difficulty climbing the very steep hill to go to the church.
So the church began to pray! Every family committed to pray for the path. Every hour of the day and night someone was in the church praying! The neighbors were curious, some began coming to church to find out what was going on, some came to know Jesus because of the prayers for the path
So...a group of gringos agreed to help them them build a cement path up the hill to their church. (Remember, in Guatemala, hills are really mountains!)
