Ok, so I’m a little late with my posts, but I’m trying to catch up.
The week of the delivery (see below) was pretty heavy; I felt like I witnessed the entire cycle of life. In addition to the delivery, I saw everything from mangy kids with pinworms to elderly women suffering under the pangs of depression, anxiety, and a tumultuous life. If that weren’t enough, two of my students lost family members that week; one lost a close cousin in a violent robbery in Lima just days after his grandmother pasted away.
But I also went to Gerver and Bertha’s wedding, where their three children were baptized as part of the service; covenant and sacrament are rarely so vividly illustrated in one day.
I am reminded of the humanity of life and the earthiness of the covenant. I am reminded of Death, our last and greatest enemy, and the resurrection of Christ. Victory is on my mind, and a longing for the New Heaven and New Earth.
So please pray for my students and my friends. Trujillo is not an easy place to forget about death. Providence brought me to a friend’s house this morning for a chat; he told me that a neighbor committed suicide in front of his house just days ago.
