From Dios Habla Hoy Student Center (GU-434) in Guatemala City.
She looked out her door waiting for us to walk by. She had a smile on her face. I wasn’t sure what she wanted, but I had this feeling this woman had a plan. As we walked on the sidewalk approaching this woman’s house, she stood there outside her door waiting for us. As soon as we were next to her home, she gleefully handed me a cup. It was filled with a warm drink made of corn and cinnamon. Our country staff person looked at me and said, “she wants to offer you and the group this drink. Please take it, so you are not rude, but don’t drink it for it might make you sick.”
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What a beautiful story!
As I was reading it, I kept thinking of the story of the women who anointed Jesus in Mark 14. Here we are, miles away from Guatemala and this grateful mom. She has no idea of the ‘ripple effect’ of her action:
“I tell you the truth, wherever the gospel is preached throughout the world, what she has done will also be told, in memory of her.” Jesus
As a missionary, I keep a supply of parasite-killing pills handy. Always ask for coffee or tea instead of water.
I guess it comes on a case by case basis, but if I was anywhere near thirsty which I am almost all the time anyways I think I would have thrown it down in less than a second and she probably would have given me the whole pitcher and since no one else would want any I probably could have it all to myself and then be on the toilet the rest of the trip 😉
I had a hard time with that too. Or when I visited somewhere and they gave me a drink, it was difficult to ask if the drink came from filtered water…. I never knew quite what to do…. I always sort of blamed it on the doctor, who had told me that my stomach wasn’t well enough for the food. (She had said that). Sometimes, you can’t not partake of it there and then. I was sick many times…. But I lost a bunch of weight. So, I guess it has advantages….
That is one thing in travel that upsets me. Not being able to partake of the hospitality offered because it could make me sick. Sometimes it just breaks my heart, as I know that the food/drink is offered with such love.