July 21,2005 – Mexico/The Road
-Today was our last in Mexico. We only worked for half a day but I wish we could have worked full one. We’ve completed the walls and cement columns for the 2nd floor, we poured the cement stairs and we’ve also poured a couple cement slabs on ground level. Everything was out of cement or mortar. When we started mixing the last batch of cement I was hoping to have to lift the last 75lb bucket, simply because Spencer and I had lifted hundreds, I ‘m weird like that. Sadly, I didn’t get the chance to though, bummer.
-Coming to Mexico I didn’t know what to expect, I had been to Tijuana, but it is all Americanized and is full of bars and street-side shops but Monclova has been nothing like that. We have all worked really hard. How many people have had the chance, or blessing of laying down in a broken pew, exhausted from working harder than ever in a crappy, broken church in a town that is full of poverty. Although we worked hard people will still live in poverty with little to call there own. They will still wake up in their one-room house in the same dry, dirty heat never knowing there are people out there who care. Its sitting on that broken pew covered with sweat, dirt, cement and blood that makes you realize there is more to life than money and everything else we dwell on and strive for. We changed little, all we did was add a couple walls to a church where very few already worship, but more will come and even it was a small change it still feels like a contribution to the cause. That cause is for a better world where no one goes hungry and where people don’t live in such harsh conditions.
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