First official day in Guatemala

After my first official day here in Guatemala, I have already seen God work with an adventure... er... a problem... with Mark's car. Mark took me to Shalom (the church/school I will be teaching at) to check out the computer lab they have. When we got to Shalom, I had noticed a whole lot of new construction. Shalom is growing like mad. There is all kinds of new stuff, like several years ago, I remember our team digging a huge hole in the ground next to the school. Now that hole is a new extension to the building with two floors and another floor being built on top of that! They are also adding a HUGE section over by the basketball court. You guys would be shocked that some of the dirt/cement floors have been tiled and it looks really nice! I didn't bring my digital camera, but I will tomorrow.

Anyway, that "computer lab" is a couple of (13 to be exact) REALLY old computers. A team came down a few months ago and networked some of them, but not one of the computers is fast enough to meet today's hardware-hungry software programs. So, some of the computers donated back in the states that were considered a useless chunk of metal, are going to be gold here. I can't wait until the shipping container gets here. The other problem that arises is that there are 13 computers in the room and there will be 30 students per class. Many students are being severely deprived.

With that said, I must say we need to get a lot of new computers down here. I can get a lot of 10 new Dell computers on eBay for about $2,000. We also need two projectors which are going to run at about $2,000 as well. To get 20 new computers and 2 new projectors down here, we need plenty of sponsorships ($8,000 total.) If you are able to help in any way (every dollar counts) please contact me and I will let you know where to send a check. That seems like a lot of money, but to God, this is pocket lint. If God wants 20 new computers and 2 projectors, He will get them here. No worries, just pray.

So after visiting Shalom and picking up a guy named Ivan (in the picture with me) who speaks both English and Spanish, we make our way back home. After a few minutes we notice the car making a very (not so funny) sound as we "ker-klank" slowly up a huge hill. As we start to pull into the gas station, the car died and would not start again, so we got out and pushed it into a parking space to let it cool down. We added some water to the radiator after it cooled and we got back in and Mark said a prayer in Spanish (which I didn't understand, but I knew it was something along the lines of, "Oh God, please let the car start, and get us to the repair station." ) After the quick prayer, the car turned on with the first try. We make our way up some more hills and as we pull into the repair station, it died again. That was God's way of saying, "I made your car run for EXACTLY as long as you prayed for." Who said God didn't have a sense of humor?

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