tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28283194547342718112024-03-13T12:38:53.535-06:00More From GuatemalaDickhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17130900640452337251noreply@blogger.comBlogger21125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2828319454734271811.post-43232349441072412262011-01-10T14:11:00.003-07:002011-01-10T15:17:14.280-07:00Delivery Water Filters to families in XE’siwann<div style="text-align: justify;">Guatemala Mission Trip</div><div style="text-align: justify;">Delivery Water Filters to families in XE’siwann</div><div style="text-align: justify;">By Eric Heckathorne</div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: justify;">12/28</div><div style="text-align: justify;">We woke up this morning at 6:00 am in Antigua even though the alarm clock did not go off as planned. 5 of us (Peter, Paul, Patrick, Pastor Mike and I) met up with Dick Rutgers at our Hotel. We left for Rabinal around 8:30 am. </div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: justify;">On the way to Rabinal, we stopped to visit a family in San Miguel Chicaj. Dick Rutgers has visited with this family many times in the past. They have a 12-year-old boy with MS who confined to a wheel chair. We met with them and delivered a 5-gallon bucket with a water filter attached. These people were very poor but appreciated that we would stop by to give them this gift. It was very hard to see how this family was living and the fact that they have a 12-year-old boy who probably has 4 years to live. This was my first experience on how a number of people live in Guatemala. It was hard for me to leave as I just wanted to continue to visit and help them out. As we were leaving I started to shed a tear because I just could not imagine the struggles that they face on a daily basis.</div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: justify;">We then drove to Rabinal and checked into our Hotel. This was a very basic hotel and actually thought these were going to be the type of arrangements that we would experience during our entire trip in Guatemala. It was a very basic room with a bathroom. This bathroom had windows that would never close which I thought was unusual. Later on I discovered that the rooms were $6.00 US dollars a night. </div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: justify;">We walked to the outside market, which started to close because it was late in the day. This market reminded me of some of the TV stories I have seen in past years of open markets in 3rd world countries.</div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: justify;">On our way back to the hotel, we noticed a couple of ladies making tortillas and were selling them. We decided to purchase a bag for 5Q. </div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: justify;">We went back to our hotel to have dinner. Nancy Watkins prepared a picnic basket. We had Peanut Butter & Jelly and Bread. The majority of us decided to make Peanut Butter & Jelly on the Tortillas that were previously purchased. It was very good.</div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: justify;">After dinner we decided to cut holes in the bottom of the 5 gallon buckets that we brought with us from Antigua. We were preparing these buckets for the next day so we could easily install the filters that we brought along with no issues. </div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: justify;">We then went to our rooms and everyone went to bed.</div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: justify;">12/29</div><div style="text-align: justify;">I was woken up at 3:00 am due to a Rooster who decided that it was Sunrise. I fell back to sleep but woke up several times due to this Rooster and the cat who was chasing it. We finally got out of bed around 6:00 am.</div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: justify;">I decided that I was not going to shower, as I was a little freaked out about the electrical wires attached to the showerhead. I must admit I am willing to try new things but I convinced my self to skip a shower today. </div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: justify;">We went to the room next to the hotel office to have breakfast, which was unusual but very good.</div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: justify;">We packed up everything and met up with Luis and his wife who work with locals in Rabinal as well as the locals we were going to visit in XE’siwann. </div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: justify;">We followed Luis in his motorcycle through very rugged dusty roads to XE’siwann. Once we arrived, we met with the local leader and were instructed to bring the filters and 5 gallon buckets to the school which was down the mountain. Back in the US you would think that they would have stairs or steps to this school because of the kids but this was not the case. We have a steep trail to walk down which was a challenge at times.</div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: justify;">Once we brought down all the buckets and water filters we waited around a while for all the families to show up. We have 49 water filters to deliver to select families that were chosen by the local leader.</div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: justify;">I am not sure of the exact order but I believe Luis’s wife went to the front to talk to the locals about why we were here and our purpose. Dick brought two young men with him who helped translate for him. Juan Carlos (Mike’s friend) came along as well to help translate. Dick introduced himself and the team from the US. He explained the water filters, how they worked and how it should be used. </div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: justify;">Once the introduction was over, Mike Watkins gave the message of accepting Jesus Christ and your personal savior. He connected having a pure heart with Jesus with clean drinking water that would be provided to them with the bucket and water filter attached. </div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: justify;">We then started to put all the water filters together. We handed out the gospel of John in Spanish with each water filter. </div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: justify;">I was amazed how many families attended. Also I noticed that there were only a few men around. I understand the majority of the men were working on the farms. </div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: justify;">It was very hard to see these people in need and the fact that they cannot get clean water as we take for granted in the US. These people struggle on a daily basis just to have food, water and shelter for their family. </div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: justify;">After everyone received their filters, we walked up a road and up a steep mountain to visit a friend of Dick Rutgers. This family had a 16 year old boy (Ruben) who was confined to a wheel chair. Dick was previously told that their Mother died this past year and this was very hard on the family. The father was drinking and was not working which forced his young daughter to take care of the family including Ruben. </div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: justify;">This girl wants to go to school but could not because she has to take care of her brother. His Dad wanted to put Ruben in foster care. Dick said he was going to look into putting Ruben in foster care and will let the family know what he finds out.</div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: justify;">How sad it was to hear that the father wants to put his kid in foster care. I understand somewhat but at the same time I don’t want to be judgmental. The living conditions that they were living in were very bad in my eyes. There were animals running around, no doors on the walls and it was very unsanitary. </div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: justify;">This day meant a lot to me. How blessed I was to have the opportunity to serve this community and hopefully save a generation with the water filters that we were providing. This is a day that I will never forget.</div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: justify;">How spoiled we are in the US. Seeing the way people live in a 3rd world country on TV compared to seeing it for your self is like night and day. There are so many people in Guatemala who need our help and need to receive Jesus. I think and pray for Guatemala daily and hope that one day God will bring me back to serve again. </div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: justify;">Dick – Thanks again for all the work that you do in Guatemala. You are a wonderful person. God had really worked through you to touch so many lives in this country. I have a better appreciation for your work and the mission field in Guatemala. </div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: justify;">We left and headed back to Antigua. </div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: justify;">Eric</div>Dickhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17130900640452337251noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2828319454734271811.post-73525316485714354272009-11-20T02:57:00.006-07:002010-02-16T16:23:59.383-07:00Gostavo Receives His Wings<iframe allowfullscreen='allowfullscreen' webkitallowfullscreen='webkitallowfullscreen' mozallowfullscreen='mozallowfullscreen' width='441' height='365' src='https://www.blogger.com/video.g?token=AD6v5dzqmK2qcGgn35vkSOnGqDZ7PunVa3j5whZba6FDvNYdbWOwOJF5AoTwpER9BvKDiYJkYHbuunQum1KD5rRJVQ' class='b-hbp-video b-uploaded' frameborder='0'></iframe><br /><span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;font-family:lucida grande;font-size:180%;" ><span style="color:black;">......</span>^</span> <span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153); font-weight: bold;"><span style="font-size:large;">Gostavo is free at last.</span><br /></span>Dickhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17130900640452337251noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2828319454734271811.post-76203432332537414342009-08-28T21:15:00.007-06:002010-02-05T19:13:34.619-07:00Manuel's chin controlled wheelchair<iframe allowfullscreen='allowfullscreen' webkitallowfullscreen='webkitallowfullscreen' mozallowfullscreen='mozallowfullscreen' width='416' height='345' src='https://www.blogger.com/video.g?token=AD6v5dw7e9RXY4yQzE0zcbOZvoV6YlEHgzdP3wPaqhfv0nHcO_4H5b8Vn8MRiJIg2G1iCgq9fdhkMjyjoBMh38LFCA' class='b-hbp-video b-uploaded' frameborder='0'></iframe>Dickhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17130900640452337251noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2828319454734271811.post-11485133397098601412009-05-10T20:20:00.009-06:002010-02-05T19:13:56.056-07:00New wheelchir. 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src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgBHM5nXVMZsxsnAqCwdGy6beII5O_UriMmSvda26zSFnKArSU1tISzaKoKGNvXMfqJVQQNh1o6gwiCDsZrJgQuUR8o3P-6XCPdFa4CEODagpEW8xD-hUtcNEkqv6GZ4sd3dB41MCG5sJSs/s400/Picture+3.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5129579803618702290" /></a><br />The heart of God is to care for those that are unable to provide or care for themselves. It is this that we have sought to do; taking care of orphans and people that are physically less able to provide for themselves. At this time God has opened a door to help especially widows with new homes. This is an exciting opportunity. Christian men in Florida are providing the basic houses we need, and we plan to put in the simple cement slabs upon which the houses will be assembled. To people in more affluent areas, these are very small houses, but to a widow who is living in a cornstalk home, or to one whose cooking lean-to was smashed by a landslide two years ago, this provision is indeed a God-send. These homes are durable and will keep families warm and cozy even during the rainy season. We need to buy the materials and engage some local workers to put down the cement slabs. The cost is not great, and with your help and prayers it can be done. See below for the first seven families that have need.<br /><br /><font style="font-weight: bold;"> Present homes in process: </font><br /><font style="font-weight: bold;">Young Widow Maria, with 4 children.</font> State of the project: Sponsorship received. The cement floor/foundation is being poured this week. Local people are helping us to raise up this home. We like to involve them, especially if God has given them the heart to help others. Many hands make light work.<br /><br /><font style="font-weight: bold;">Sponsors still needed for cost of slabs: </font><br /><font style="font-weight: bold;">Ijinia</font> lost her husband who died of liver failure from alcoholism. She and her children are sleeping in a little house with eight others. This woman is a faithful believer that has attended the local church in San Jacinto for years. In her lifetime she has seen the tragic '76 earthquake, the long war years that were especially fierce in her area, and many other hard situations.<br /><br /><font style="font-weight: bold;">Paula Paulich</font> needs a home. Her husband is ill and not able to support the family.<br /><br /><font style="font-weight: bold;">Woman who calls “home” a 6 by 8 cornstalk cage.</font><br /><font style="font-weight: bold;">Antonieta</font> is a younger woman who has no visible means of improving her life. We could not believe the home she lives in. As I visited her and saw the sides of her cornstalk home; I could see that dogs, rats, chickens, or even pigs could just wander into her house day or night. She and her two boys need a fresh start in life.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.dickrutgers.com/uploaded_images/Picture-3-726365.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 475px; height: 171px;" src="http://www.dickrutgers.com/uploaded_images/Picture-3-726361.jpg" alt="" border="0"></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.dickrutgers.com/uploaded_images/Picture-4b-789570.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 248px; height: 183px;" src="http://www.dickrutgers.com/uploaded_images/Picture-4b-789564.jpg" alt="" border="0"></a><font style="font-weight: bold;">Ines </font>lost her cook house in a mudslide. This woman has been cooking for two years on a little campfire in front of her house. She has a tiny roof overhead but when it rains hard, her fire and food get saturated with water. Her husband was harassed so much by guerillas during the war here that his mind snapped.<br /><font style="font-style: italic;">State of the job:</font> The land has been leveled and we are waiting for funds to put in the needed foundation floor for the emergency home.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.dickrutgers.com/uploaded_images/Picture-5-787003.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 135px; height: 182px;" src="http://www.dickrutgers.com/uploaded_images/Picture-5-786999.jpg" alt="" border="0"></a><font style="font-weight: bold;">Gladys Argueta</font>, a widow with her 2 children. 6 years ago her husband became ill with cancer, and after suffering the long illness, died. Since that time, Gladys has been working in the fields to provide for her children. Now she is also working in ministry, along side the pastor’s family, and has dedicated her life to evangelizing. She has become the right-hand of the pastor’s wife, and leader of the women’s group of her church. Her son participates in the worship team.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.dickrutgers.com/uploaded_images/Picture-6-793284.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 224px; height: 187px;" src="http://www.dickrutgers.com/uploaded_images/Picture-6-793280.jpg" alt="" border="0"></a><font style="font-weight: bold;"> Elsa Corona</font> with her children, Daisy, Londy, and Greivi, also need a home. Elsa grew up on a coffee plantation. All her childhood she spent weeding and harvesting coffee with her parents. She only studied for one year; she can barely read, and can not write. She is a very hard worker. After she married and had 5 children, her husband abandoned them. In her anguish, she sought God and is now serving the Lord with all her heart. Now however, they live in one room; they suffer much.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.dickrutgers.com/uploaded_images/Picture-7-787042.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 181px;" src="http://www.dickrutgers.com/uploaded_images/Picture-7-787039.jpg" alt="" border="0"></a><font style="font-weight: bold;">Macaria</font> is the woman who inspired the opening of the Bethel Ministries wheelchair shop years ago. She was seen crossing the highway one night, dragging herself across. She received a wheelchair from the first busload that came down from the States. Presently Macaria lives only with her two children in a leaky structure. We would love to bless her once again.Dickhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17130900640452337251noreply@blogger.com0