Little school on the mountain

When Tabitha first came to visit San Lucas, she came back talking about this little school on top of a mountain. She talked about how it was beautiful and sad at the same time.

I came back to San Lucas the following week but didn't get the chance to go to the little school. Neither did we go during the first week we were here.

Even my friend Daryl went there during his mission trip and talked about it at length.

I really wanted to see this place people were talking about

Friday was my first trip to Vuelta Grande with PROVEE. It wasn't like anything that I have seen before.

I have been in mountains (parts of the Ozarks and Appalachia, which are like foothills compared to where we now live) where some poor people live. And the drive up to the school reminded me of some of the roads I've driven.

But this was completely different.

Even though it was hazy and couldn't get a great view of the mountains, you could feel the beauty of the place God had carved out.

At one point I was walking close to the edge and didn't realize how far down it was and how little there was close to the school to stop me if I went tumbling. This would be great in a movie. I know of several movies where fat guys fall down the mountainside. I didn't feel like trying to see how the real thing really felt.

The school built into the side of the mountain is similar to others we have visited. Same colors on the concrete walls. Same type of playground equipment (although if your ball goes over the fence, I don't know how you're getting it back). The students have similar expressions along with the teachers.

It's more of a feeling there and not like any other. Contradictions appear to have made a treaty so both can appear at the same time. The vista is beautiful and sad. The buildings' vibrant colors feel cold and weak.

One thing that I did feel there, but it was hard to find. In the sixth grade class I visited, hope was in the heart of every student. You can feel it, but it also comes with a longing. It runs through a lot of the schools we visit, and it is understandable. This area has it's needs, and often, those needs weren't met in the past. That is why we do what we do. The hope kindled with a simple sandwich, cookies and drink is palpable and leads to a day without hunger. Yet the hope we build with a simple Bible verse builds hope in more than a worldly life. Our hope in living with Jesus in this life and the next.

So we do not lose heart. Though our outer self is wasting away, our inner self is being renewed day by day. For this light momentary affliction is preparing for us an eternal weight of glory beyond all comparison, as we look not to the things that are seen but to the things that are unseen. For the things that are seen are transient, but the things that are unseen are eternal. -- 2 Corinthians 4:16-18

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