My other trip was the yearly 3 day Vacation Bible School we do in Corarayvo. It was very neat to have my Tarahumara friends from that community take over different areas such as singing, crafts, games and snacks. The only thing I was in charge of this year was the Bible stories! I would like to share with you what I wrote to a friend about my experience in Corarayvo:
"I love going to the mountains for two reasons: 1) for the nature and tranquility. You feel God's presence in a different way. 2) for the humble, beautiful, and simple people. It's hard to believe that people can live in such a beautiful place where you see God's work everywhere and be so spiritually lost. I saw drunk people everywhere. The normal conversation revolves around who fought with whom, who's using drugs, where tge party is at, who bewitched whom, etc. How crazy that this is their normality. But their actions are so genuine and sincere. They offered me the chance to sleep in the double bed, while the couple slept on the hard floor. No one complained. We all slept in one room, and no one was bothered by having an outsider sleeping in the same room. They made such an effort to prepare special meals for their visitor, even though they spent their support they get from the government. The most important thing for them was that their visitors felt accepted and special. But what I really want to share are the conversations I had with some of the people. They are hungry for the word of God. They ask good questions and trust that God is good even though they don't know him personally. They are searching for something outside their 'normal' and have hope that somehow they might find God, who would change everything for them. They struggle to understand, though, the aspect of a personal relationship with God because their relationships with each other aren't that developed or deep. On Tuesday, a young man asked me a question that broke my heart. He and his family have welcomed me every year I come. I stay at their house, and they are very open to the gospel. Last September, his older brother was run over and died. He was barely 18 years old. I know it has been very difficult for this family. The young man asked me, "Why does God take away what we love most?" He was referring to his older brother. I had no answer for him. I could only tell him that he could trust that God has a plan for his suffering. Despite all their suffering, they still believe that God is good, that He is all-powerful and all-knowing."
