Faithful Blessings

This past week families from the church adopted two people from our team and I got the opportunity to be paired with Megan. Our family consists of a married couple, Carlos and Miriam and their three sons Carlos, Abraham, and Isai (God works through this 4 year old already and its evident).  Miriam is such a strong believer in Christ and probably has the most faith out of any woman or man I have ever met. From just being around her a few times eating with her family, I feel like my faith has been strengthened so much more and have learned so much. Every word that she says I want to pay close attention to because every word builds me more. 

My adopted church family

Miriam has taken in a 23 year old woman, Josephine into her home (which is basically a cement boxed room with another bedroom on top, a toilet under the stairs coved with a curtain and a tiny walkway with a 5 foot long by 2 foot wide table) which would make a college dorm room seem like a super nice home. Josephine has two children, a four year old and a baby only a few months old. Josephine's husband abused her so Miriam took her in to shine the light of Jesus into her life. Miriam was explaining to Megan and I that having a tortilla with a little salt in the joy of the Lord is better than eating chicken and rice when living scared and without Christ. That statement just opened my eyes to everything that I have taken for granted and how I am not thankful like I should be.

Megan and I at their home

Miriam is such a strong woman and she has a special place in my heart now. I cannot explain the faith she has, all I can say is that I want to have the faith she has. She really loves us and just wants to bless us and our team as missionaries however she can but especially with food. She taught Megan and I how to make pupusas (Salvadoran food that I LOVE!) and now would like for the rest of the team to come over and cook with her. Every day this woman steps out in faith and thank God so much for putting her in my life. I know it was His plan that I came to Guatemala, even if it meant me coming to meet her and allowing her to minister in my life. 

Making pupusas!