What I experienced was God’s glory.
Somewhere in the living water literature, I read how if you’re going on this trip just to drill a water well, you’re missing the boat.
Of course the goal is a completed well that pumps clean water but throughout that process relationships are formed. Even with a language barrier, God’s love shows in smiles and gestures, playing soccer with the kids (we got schooled) and a sweet kiss on the cheek from a little girl. They will likely never forget the gringos who came to their village and gave them “a cup of water in Jesus’ name”. They watched us work through the adversity of failing equipment with cooperation and faith and the ladies tirelessly teaching health and hygiene to the children…my whole team was awesome! And I will always remember their humble, smiling faces.
…just a few gringos who wanted to give a little back but we all received much more.
God is good!