~communion~

One of the highlights from last years trip, was the church service we attended Sunday morning. This year was no different. Words cannot express the incredible sense of Gods greatness when you are sitting in a church, miles away from home, with people who don't speak your language, worshiping God together. One body under Christ. We sang our songs of praise together. We heard, read, and learned from Gods Word together. And we broke bread together, remembering the event that brings us all together ~ Christ's death and resurrection.

We had the opportunity to break bread again this evening. Joining together with Arms of Jesus, we prepared a special outreach directed at the men of Pampay. In the pouring rain, we raised a tarp for shelter, played a game of soccer, and presented the Gospel to them. We ended our evening serving the men (and some of their families) dinner prepared by the woman of Pampay, and we sat with them and ate together. I think what really softened the hearts of the these strong proud men was the gift presented to them: A rain poncho - symbolizing being sheltered by God; a machete - symbolizing Gods Word, sharper than a double edged sword; and a knife sharpener - as iron sharpens iron.

"This is my body broken for you. Do this, whenever you eat it, to remember Me." These were two meals I won't soon forget.

~cr