Saturday, July 11, 2009

Something I learned in Mexico

To start off. I've gone to Mexico before, however, I went this time expecting to experience the same things in a different way. And whadda know, I did.
First of all I spent most of my time working in the prayer garden. The Prayer Garden, is exactly what it sounds like, it's a garden that people can people can walk around in and pray, it's one of the few places that's quiet. Well, it's mostly quiet, I'll explain.
Noberto is the head guy of the Prayer Garden, and as you can tell by his name, he's a Mexican. He speaks enough English so that you can understand most of what he says, if you can get though his accent. He spent most of the week calling us his "hoppers" and of course his made-up names for things, like "mush" for compost and "mushy" for the good compost.
Wes is another helper (or "hopper") in the Prayer Garden he's on staff and he's an American who speaks very little Spanish. In fact, he told us that one night he went to Adult Evangelism one night and the phrase for "Can I pray with you?" is "Puedo orar" but he said "Puedo llorar" which is "Can I cry for you?" Needless to say, he's like Noberto, expect the opposite, he knows just enough Spanish to get by.
Then there's Fernando, one of the kids, actually almost adult, at the orphanage. He helps in the Prayer Garden as well. Fernando speaks both English and Spanish, but he doesn't like to speak Spanish. So he would only respond to Wes if Wes spoke in Spanish. Then most of the time Fernando would be somewhere on the mission, and neither Noberto nor Wes would know where he was. So they'd shout, "Donde esta Fernando?"
Ashely was another worker at the Prayer Garden, but I only worked with her the last few days. She was in-charge of the gazebo type thing that had vines growing up in it. She would quietly do her job listening to music, talking to Noberto and Fernando, yelling at Wes for doing something wrong, like running over some flowers with the truck.
That is why the Prayer Garden was only mostly quiet. Wes would be shouting for Fernando. Norberto would be telling Wes to do something, and Wes wouldn't understand, so he'd come back in this truck that was near death and had no shocks what-so-ever, to clear up what Noberto had said.
It was fun to watch. It was often organized chaos. I liked hearing Noberto shout "No, No, No, No" at Wes. Wes shouting for Fernando and telling him to speak English and telling Norberto that words like "mushy" weren't real words. Fernando just silently walking in doing his job, smiling at us Americanos. Ashely working on her vines, often not knowing what was going on. I'll always remember it and miss it.
That I didn't have last time. I didn't really build huge relationships down there. I was often working in a different place everyday, so busy with work that I missed the people. This time I built relationships with the people too.
Which reminded me of Jesus. Jesus didn't come to get a task done and get the job over with. He came to build relationships, and he's still building relationships. We have a relational God, which means that his followers should be people focused too. I think often times, especially as Americans, we get so focused on getting the job done. That we miss the people we're working with, we miss the relationship. People should be our main priority, we still should do the job, but also be thinking of the people involved.

2 comments:

Maria said...

we should build in every possible way even when it seems not worth doing.

YoungAmericanCatholic said...

I liked your post, Kaylee. I've spent some time in Central America as well and agree with a lot of what you said. The American culture is very fast and task oriented. Slowing down lets you build relationships and learn.

I just started up my own blog that is religious oriented. You should check it out, maybe you'll like it.