One of our ministries here in town is to visit the home-bound, the elderly and the lonely. We visit them in their homes with a dispensa (a bag with oil, rice, flour, beans, coffee, and other basic food staples), we share a Scripture passage with them, pray with them, and chat with them. We try to visit about 17 or so homes every 2 weeks. So, in the mornings after our team prayer and breakfast, we leave the house armed with our Bibles and filled with joy to visit some of the living saints. Really many of these people have lived through things I can’t imagine with such love for and faith in the Lord. Please enjoy the faces of some of my beloved friends here in General Cepeda.
James and I with Doña Elvirita
Doña Elvirita is a widow. She is one of the happiest women I have ever met. She always tells us of her hard life as a little girl in a rancho. But then she met her Señor, as she calls her husband, Chuy. When they were engaged, she used to keep his letters tucked in her blouse and take them out to read them. She wakes up every morning and gives thanks to Jesus for the day, and gives Him her petitions first thing.
Luis Angel, me, and Paz playing Jenga!
This is Luis Ángel, a nine year-old boy who has a rare blood disease. He is so sweet. This day that we visited him and his Mom, he told us that he loves to listen to Mexican music when he feels really sick, which is often. He has not been able to attend school regularly because he is frequently sick. He played some tunes for us, and then we played Jenga together. We prayed with him and his Mom before we left. I am hoping to make him a CD of Spanish Praise and Worship soon.
Doña Elvira, her two granddaughters and I
Doña Elvira is a single Grandma taking care of her 5 grandchildren ranging from ages 15 to 2. The baby is in the hospital in Saltillo, about an hour away. The Doctors think the baby has cancer. She always comes to the house asking us for Rosaries. And not just one; usually something like 8 rosaries at a time. We were wondering what she was doing with all these rosaries. Then during one home visit she told us, “When I went to the hospital to visit my baby, one of the kids saw the Rosary around my neck and wanted it so I gave it to him. Then, I brought the other Rosaries the next time I went. We all sat down and prayed together.” She’s a missionary to the children in the hospital!
I hope that these pictures have melted her your heart as much as these beloved of the Lord have melted mine in my short two months here!
