Today I woke up at 5:30 am. I went to bed earlier that morning at one. After doing some quick mental math, you can calculate that I slept for approximately 4 hours. That's half as much as I would like to have. After a delicious breakfast of quesadillas, we went to work. I was the concrete mixer mixer, so I threw gravel, sand, water, and concrete into a giant rotating sphere and then dumped it out. Repeatedly. When we got our fifteen minute breaks, I usually slept. By the end of the 5 hour day, I was best friends with Pero and Moses. They were awesome even though they spoke as much English as I spoke Spanish. Although I wouldn't consider this a "fun" day, it was the most joyful I have been in a while. The blisters on my toes, cuts on my hands, and concrete burns on my face didn't keep me from the contentment that Christ provided me. Some of this sounds like complaining and asking for pity, but it was awesome. Fantastic. Beautiful. We finished the second floor today, and it was worth every hour. So far this trip has definitely taught me some spiritual disciplines that I will be able to take back to the States. I have also formed some awesome friendships. But the most important part of the trip is what will be left here in Merida. The children we entertained in VBS. The buildings we constructed. And the workers we befriended using Spanglish. To be honest, I didn't have many expectations for this trip. I had no clue what to expect. However, this trip completely destroyed any expectations that I could have had. It has been phenomenal. Monumental. Even despite the lack of sleep.
Gloria a Dios,
Josh Martin
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