Last week I got a chance to visit a nearby town called Egglplant in Spanish. I didn’t see any purple vegetables, but there were tons and tons of trees with a tropical fruit called guayabas. I grew up eating those (and enjoy them) but this version was a little tarter than I’m used to.
I took a few hours to explore the town and was followed by almost every child in the village. (Probably had something to do with the Jolly Ranchers I had in my bag.) They were quick to point out interesting things, quick to laugh when my feet got covered in mud, and quick to help me with my language learning.
The scenery was beautiful and the people were very friendly (and very surprised to hear a white girl speaking their language). As opposed to the people of our village, they aren’t used to beginningers, and figured if I understood one thing, I could track with any topic at any speed. If only…
It was a great way to spend a Sunday morning and reminded me that Las Moras is not the only village around here where the gospel has never been heard. We pray that as men and women from this village come to know the Lord they will be motivated to be missionaries themselves, spreading the Word that changes lives and gives hope. Just think…if Paul had been working in this area, there might be a book in the New Testemant called Eggplant. Pray with us that there will be believers there.
