You can see that there is a difference from the city of Guyamas to the village of Fatima as soon as you drive in. The houses in this village are just scraps of whatever they could afford or find in the garbage dump or scrap yard. The strange concept is though, that these houses are not adequate but some of them have satellite dishes, water systems, air conditioning and some even have cars. This just shows where their priorities are. The village we were at today was a very gang and drug involved village, and we found out some really interesting things about it. For example, if a boy gets into a fight and comes home and tells his father that he lost the fight, his father will then proceed to beat him up too, because that means that they don't have a 'manhood' or something like that.
We were cleaning up the yard for the pastor's house when we first got there. After cleaning up the yard, or most of the yard, we played with the kids. The kids here are so different than the ones back at El Palmer(el pal-may), or so I thought. These kids, for the most part, are shy and not as happy it seemed. Almost as if they were scared that you would harm them in some form. More than likely, not all kids were like this, but the few that I tried to get to know, were.
But overall, it was a great experience and I can't wait to go back to Fatima and show the kids there Gods love even more! He has been doing amazing things so far and I can't wait to see what else He has in store for us!