On this trip, I finally got the answer to a question I have been asking for a long time: "Wouldn't it be better to just give Living Water the money it would cost for my mission trip? Then they could hire some young bucks, who can certainly do more work than an old ‘abuelo’ like me." The Lord finally answered my question. It is good for us old folks to go - to encourage the Living Water staff and to serve.
My time in El Salvador was the trip of a lifetime for my wife and me. I cannot get over how amazing the people from the village were. I was so humbled by their joy and kindness and the way they live such simple and devoted lives. Playing soccer with the kids in the village is definitely something I will never forget. The families there are so hospitable and the kids are so well behaved and sweet! Even with my limited Spanish we were still able to communicate pretty well.
Time has passed, but many parts of my head and heart are still in Nicaragua and with the people of the Tachacote community! My life will not be the same as a result of my time and my experience there.
Since this was my first mission trip, I was not exactly sure what to expect. I had been told by others that my life would change as a result of the trip; I would gain a greater appreciation for the resources we take for granted in the USA. This turned out to be true for me.
I set out to help a community in El Salvador with no expectation of receiving anything in return. It wasn’t an easy task - not to receive anything in return, that is. I was surprised that I received so much; much more than I could have imagined. I received the kinds of smiles that are pure, with no ulterior motives; open, sincere, and frank. I have to emphasize the honesty of those smiles. At the end of the week I felt I was in desperate need of help rather than the one needing to give.