- Written by Sue Gardner Sue Gardner
- Created: 17 October 2018 17 October 2018
The sun arose what seemed way too early and crept up over mountains covered with fog. Pancakes, fresh bananas and tortillas filled with ham and cheese were on the menu for breakfast. After all were physically fed, it was time to feed our souls.
We had directions to the church we would be joining for Sunday morning worship. Synchronizing our cell phones with Google maps to the church address was the easy part. Following the directions was a bit more challenging! But all got there safe and sound by 10:00 AM. As we parked the car, we heard the music from inside resonating so clearly you would swear it was an open-air church! It was the sound of a praise team certainly living up to its name. A multi-piece band of instruments, singers and dancers were leading the congregation of many in worship of Christian Fellowship.
When all the singing was over, it was time to greet new friends. The rule was to greet five people who didn't come with you. Needless to say, we received many hugs and blessings. A reading from Isaiah, both in Spanish and English (one verse at a time), was the lesson for the day. The message was delivered with much conviction and everyone got something a little different, something that hadn't crossed their minds before, out of it. Prayer followed as did a call to the altar for a blessing on those who had birthdays this past week—including our own Nelly and Eric.
Before you knew it, it was 12:30 and church was over. No coffee and doughnuts here, but a stop at a local coffee shop around the corner was delightful!
We went back “home” for a quick lunch and change of clothes before heading out to stock up on supplies for us and for the week’s projects. Then we were off again for dinner at a restaurant up the mountain for a traditional Puerto Rican meal of whole spit roasted pig, rice, beans and macaroni salad. After dinner we had an exciting ride back down the mountain—in the dark, on a narrow long and winding road, with cars lining both sides of the street in places where there was a bar or restaurant. Talk about white knuckle driving!
After our daily debriefing and the first work assignments were handed out, it was time to relax and get ready for day two.
“Hesed” is a Hebrew word that means “kindness,” “mercy,” “loyalty,” “loving-kindness” or “steadfastness.” It’s the way God intends us to live together—a “love your neighbor as yourself,” active, selfless, sacrificial, caring-for-one-another brand of living contradictory to our fallen natures. The “Heseders” are continually looking to work together to share some small measure of God’s extraordinary love. Won’t you join us?