We walked up to two smiling ladies who almost looked like twins in their long flowery dresses as they stood next to their pila saying, “Gracias, gracias, gracias….”
These two women live together in a small, makeshift, concrete shack with five other people; three of whom are their grandchildren. We had come to their home in a truck with long hoses to bring fresh water.
Families in this neighborhood only get clean water once a month from the government. There are no showers, no kitchen sinks, and no water hoses— only the water in the pila.
To buy extra water means they must bring all the buckets they can find to the water station and carry them up the rocky, hilly path to their home. One tub of water costs 30 limperas (about $1.50)– usually far more than they can afford.
The ladies told us that many months, the trucks don’t want to go all the way up to their house, so they don’t get any water.
As we left, we were followed by more thank you’s and God bless you’s as well as hugs and kisses on the cheek.
Their thankfulness at something so small is beyond our understanding in a culture where we can get everything we need at a moments notice. One 8-year-old girl put it this way–
“I have never thought about things like water or electricity before. I come home from school every day and get a snack, but today I met people who don’t even have water. I want to help them, and I want to be thankful for the small things that I have.”
Who is blogging?
Hannah Johnson went on her first on her first mission trip to Honduras six years ago. She now works for the ministry and is passionate about orphan care and the “least of these.” To read more, click here.