A VERY long line in Customs

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Our final work day at Kancapchin

Well this is it, our last work day of the trip! Since we have a 1 1/2 or so hour drive to this little village, we asked the team to get up EARLY for a 5:00AM breakfast so we could leave at 5:30AM to Kancapchin. We had the challenging job of finishing the roof with concrete…80 100lb bags of concrete to be exact! Of course, that means shoveling buckets of sand and rock and mixing that in the concrete with water. Oh yea, don’t forget, I said the roof of the church. Our team must shovel the mixed concrete, put it in buckets and pass it down the line, up the scaffold to another line that passes it up to the team on the roof. Whew. It gets more challenging when you hear someone yelling “Agua” (water) and you have to fill a bucket with water and pass it all the way up to the roof…that Agua is HEAVY!

Not only did we finish the roof, but we finished it in 5 hours…that’s unheard of! This team rocks and for you parents, this team is made up of YOUR sons and daughters! Let me tell you, you have raised some incredible students with servant hearts. I will add a few pics of our last work day ASAP!

As promised, pics from the last work day courtesy of James Arias photography (yea, he’s really good)!

Working at Kancapchin on Friday - James Arias photos

Working at Kancapchin on Friday - James Arias photos

Working at Kancapchin on Friday - James Arias photos

Working at Kancapchin on Friday - James Arias photos

Working at Kancapchin on Friday - James Arias photos

Working at Kancapchin on Friday - James Arias photos

Working at Kancapchin on Friday - James Arias photos

Working at Kancapchin on Friday - James Arias photos

Working at Kancapchin on Friday - James Arias photos

Working at Kancapchin on Friday - James Arias photos

Working at Kancapchin on Friday - James Arias photos

Working at Kancapchin on Friday - James Arias photos

Working at Kancapchin on Friday - James Arias photos

Working at Kancapchin on Friday - James Arias photos

Working at Kancapchin on Friday - James Arias photos

Working at Kancapchin on Friday - James Arias photos

Working at Kancapchin on Friday - James Arias photos

Working at Kancapchin on Friday - James Arias photos

Working at Kancapchin on Friday - James Arias photos

Working at Kancapchin on Friday - James Arias photos

Working at Kancapchin on Friday - James Arias photos

Working at Kancapchin on Friday - James Arias photos

Working at Kancapchin on Friday - James Arias photos

Working at Kancapchin on Friday - James Arias photos

Working at Kancapchin on Friday - James Arias photos

Friday at Kancapchin - James Arias Photos

Friday at Kancapchin - James Arias Photos

Friday at Kancapchin - James Arias Photos

God and Concrete

Going into this week, I thought I knew what to expect. I knew that I would love the different culture and the experience of the week. I knew that I would love the food and the market and the cenote and especially VBS. I knew I would love the people and the 1 on 1’s and all the new friends just waiting to be made. But I also dreaded doing all the construction work. I thought to myself, “I’ll just try to get through the construction aspect of the trip because I know I’m gonna love the rest of the week.” But something completely different happened. Of course, doing the construction was still difficult, but the more I worked, the more I kept wanting to help. And the end of the first work day, all I wanted to do was to get back to moving buckets of wet cement and serve the Lord by helping build the floor of a school. The next two days of hard work, God was within our whole team as we built the floor of a school and the roof of a church, and I could feel His presence with every swing of a bucket. I’ve never had more scrapes and burns and bruises on my arms and legs. I’ve never been so sore, and I’ve definitely never worked that hard in my life. But I’ve also never felt so rewarded. The Lord opened my heart this week by tearing down my expectations and building something more beautiful and incredible that I could’ve ever imagined. As we go into our last work day tomorrow, I know that He will be our strength as we finish constructing the roof of a church in a small village. There are no words to describe the feeling of serving the Lord by bringing others close to him.

“God is our place of safety. He gives us strength. He is always there to help us in times of trouble. The earth may fall apart. The mountains may fall in the middle of the sea. But we will not be afraid. God’s blessings are like a river. They fill the city of God with joy.”

Psalm 46: 1-4

–Emily Wakefield