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Thursday, March 7, 2013

The People Of La Isla...Need Our Help


Today...I'm going to post a story I did in January of 2012 about the people of La Isla Mexico.  I've said before that our middle son is a missionary to La Isla and has gone down there for years in the summer to teach and work with them and take them supplies. 
But Brian had to have a very serious surgery a few weeks ago and isn't going to be able to go this summer because of his long re-cooperation...but he's come to know personally...most of the people there and he has such a passion for helping those people in that little village of La Isla and he's found through his regular communication with Pastor Omar that they have a few immediate needs right now...so he's taking monetary donations and getting supplies together and he's just going to be making a quick trip right down there and back the first of April...just to take supplies.

When I posted this story originally....they had some big needs at that time and so I posted and gave you all a chance to get in on helping TOO...And that's what I'm doing today...If you would like to make even a small donation to help buy the supplies they are needing...you can mail it to me and even a small donation would help....$5...sent in by 10 people could make a big difference....

I'm going to hold off until tomorrow on the #2 blog and "The Health Of Our Liver" because Bro Shawn got very ill at church last night and we had to call an ambulance and I'm still so shaken from that and waiting to hear more news....so my brain just is not clicking this morning...so I'll do the #2 blog again in the morning when I'm more settled and can think more clearly...I hope no one is upset by that...And if you're a prayer warrior...please be praying for Bro Shawn...he was literally talking and telling us where to turn to in our bibles and just passed out...we were all turning...and just heard a THUD and he was in the floor....very scary thing...and he's so young..he's like a son to most of us...so prayers appreciated...

If you'd like to send any size donation to help with the needs for the people of La Isla...the address is at the bottom of the blog and I need it to reach me by March 30th....I think if you'll read some of these 'inside stories' below and look at these pics...if you CAN help...you'll want to...please and thanks....so here we go...........

The People Of La Isla

Well....where to begin.....WHERE....to begin! :-) ........Ok...let's start here!.......Do you have a passion? And I mean a passion besides for your spouse and your kids.........I have a deep down passion and I have absolutely NO EARTHLY IDEA....where that passion came from.

We were kind of poor when I was growing up...just like most families in our small town in the 1940's and 50's......but our home was so full of love and laughter....my sisters and I didn't even 'realize' we were poor....We didn't have the best of everything...but we had all we needed....Mom made some of our dresses....and back then...the little girls wore dresses and skirts and blouses, mainly....My sisters and I wore a lot of pinafores.....and mom made a lot of our clothes AND dolls........

But somewhere along the line...and very early on...in my very early childhood.....I acquired a deep deep passion for wanting to help...poor and/or...hurting people...I wanted everybody to be happy AND it was crucial to me...that they have food and were warm when it was cold......I still have that passion to this day...and for some reason...it gets stronger and stronger as I get older and older :-) I almost wish I DIDN"T have it...but I do.....

Billy and the kids...once the kids got old enough to realize...always made fun of me...for stopping to talk to the old hobo's with signs....and my carrying around non perishable food in little hobo bags......to give the ones I ran across.....I wouldn't give them money....but I 'always'...gave them food...I'd also have in my bag...4 quarters for the pay phones with a note to call their mom or wife or whoever...and I'd tell them in that note that I was just sure....'someone' was worrying about them and wondering where they were.....I also had a list of homeless shelters in our area...and the numbers of a couple of preachers.....

Brian...our middle son... has always been a very soft hearted boy and now a soft hearted man....and he never really said much about me doing these things...but he'd roll his eyes...when I'd tell of someone I'd helped....or even heard of and was going to go looking for.....But one night...when 'his' kids were little....our phone rang about 8 or so one evening...and it was Brian...and he said, "I just want to apologize for all the times I've made fun of you for helping hungry people...when I thought they might just be free loaders...." He said, "Pam and the boys and I were pulling out of Walmart and saw a man and young boy setting on the curb....the man had a sign that they were hungry and needed help....Now I probably wouldn't have stopped for the man....but I couldn't take the chance that ..the little boy....may really be hungry....so we went to Hardees ...got them a bag of hamburgers, fries and drinks and took them back"....he said, "That little boy was so hungry...he almost tore the bag up...trying to get in it and he ate like he hadn't eaten in days"...So he said, "I talked to the man a bit and went back in Walmart and got them a few things for later and brought it back to them." He said "Just doing that little bit for that man and boy...was the best feeling I've had...in I don't know when" ......

Back in 2006...Brian got the chance to go on a Mission Trip with his pastor and a few people from his church......and they were going to go near Monterey, Mexico...to a little village near there...called La Isla.....He said when he first left home that morning...he didn't know if he could even GO on the trip....he had never been away from his wife and kids....and he said he was having a terrible time...with his emotions...and it was one of the most awful feelings he had ever had....to be on a plane and going so far from his family....

Even in La Isla...he teetered on extreme home sickness....and counted the days and then hours until he was back home....But he said working with the kids and families of La Isla...was also...the absolute most rewarding thing he had ever done in his life.....He said the kids and families there are so SO poor...that even a hug....just thrills them to pieces....and they crave attention and love playing games in the street with Brian and the other missionaries...

Brian said his first year was the very hardest....and so SO emotional....He was loving what he was doing to help these kids and families...but missing his own family so much....He said it was getting towards the end of their trip...and he and Bro Anderson were talking to a young woman that had recently been led to the Lord....And she was sharing with them...just how bad her life had been...before she became a Christian...She said she was into prostitution...and drugs and alcohol and her life was an absolute total shambles.....Brian said she was so emotional....talking and telling stories about how bad her life had been before accepting the Lord and how it had changed....that HE broke down...and had to walk away....
He said he walked over to the side and just sat down beside an old concrete wall and began writing in his journal....As he was writing and wiping his own tears...he said he could see a small figure coming towards him and getting close...so he wiped his tears again and looked up...and a little spanish boy....holding a teddy bear....held out the teddy bear and put it in Brians hands and said something in Spanish and walked away....Brian asked Bro Anderson to translate what the little boy had said and Bro Anderson said...the little boy said, "You need this more than me" Brian said he completely lost it at that point....but at that moment..he knew in his heart....that La Iala was where he would come each July for as long as he was able....Brian kept that teddy bear ... and named it Topo Chico...after the name of the mountain that overlooks the little village where the little boy lives......

By just the next year... 2007.... Brian had grown attached to some of the families and kids and they were so anxious to spend time with him and attend his bible schools...As you all know....Mexico is a very VERY dangerous place to be....and you really have to be on your guard ALL the time..........He said they were having a bible school one day...and a bunch of teenage boys were giving them trouble...yelling and bullying them....and he said one particular boy....brought a chair and set it right smack dab in the middle of the bible school and was disrupting class......Brian asked him several times to let them have their bible school....but the teenager refused......Brian is a big man....a Grizzly Adams type...like his dad....so he walked over to the boy...picked up his chair..with him in it...and took it to the side of the class and set it down...The boys friends laughed at what Brian had done....but the boy was really furious now.............The boys huddled and talked a minute and walked away....so Brian thought..."OK GREAT!!! They're going to let us be"...

In a bit...he saw the boy coming back that he had picked up in the chair and moved to the side...and BRIAN thought...the boy had decided to take part in the bible school.....In a while...it was over...the kids were dispursing and they were loading the crew in the van to go back to their quarters...and as he was walking to the van himself...he saw this same young boy standing beside the van...Brian reached out to shake hands with the boy and give him a smile...and he said the boy reached out to shake hands with 'him'...but he shook with the wrong hand...and Brian didn't even think anything about it...but as Brian took another couple of steps away......he heard the gun cock...and he said he knew right then and there....that this teenage boy had come back with a gun and it was about to be all she wrote....for Brian....
He said before that thought could even get in his head and he could turn around....he felt the shot hit him in the back of the head....Bro Anderson, Brians pastor... grabbed Brian and shoved him in the van and they took off to a safer location....As it turned out...he had been shot with a BB gun.....The boy told them later...he used a BBgun because it was all he could find in a hurry........Brian said he was SO angry and questioning if he should even be there...but in a bit he began to pray and calm down and God revealed to him....that he had embarrassed this boy in front of his own gang friends and maybe it was BRIAN'S fault...this had happened....because this is just the way these people live......

So Brian talked to Bro Omar...the pastor of the little church in this village that works with them...and asked him to go with him to talk to the boy and be the translator. Brian explained to this teenage boy...and Bro Omar translated...that Brian was wrong in what he did...and he shouldn't have embarrassed him in front of his friends...but that BRIAN was upset because 'we' show respect to women and children in America.......

Brian had taken his favorite hat with him on this trip.....It was a hat Pam had given him years ago and was similar to the one Harrison Ford wore in the Indiana Jones movies....and he had this hat on at the time he was talking to this young boy...So after talking with the boy and trying to win his friendship and trust...he took off the hat and gave it to the boy and told him...as Bro Omar translated....that he'd like to be his friend and that hat was his to keep....He said this teenage boy grabbed the hat and put it on and took off running....
A little ways down the street...a couple of other teenage boys tried to take the hat off of the boy and he fought them and kept running.......
The next morning...Brian said an elderly woman came to him and said her grandson had come home the night before with this hat on....and someone had stopped by their hut and offered him a lot of money for the hat...but the boy wouldn't sell the hat ..even though his family was very poor...because he said his friend from America gave it to him........The boys grandmother was led to the Lord that very day.....and her grandson...the boy that shot Brian in the back of the head with the BB gun...was led to the Lord later that week...

The stories Brian comes home with....are absolutely unbelievable sometimes.....and it makes me want to go and do something like this SO SO bad....but I have a phobia of flying that would never allow me to get on a plane...unless it was a dire emergency with one of my immediate family......

Below...I've posted just a few pictures from La Isla...
This young boy is Ivan...the boy that shot Brian in the back of the head that day in La Isla...Brian says Ivan comes running to them...as soon as they get there each July now...and seeks Brian out...


No....This isn't a dirty alley....like "I" thought it was.....this is the little dirty..narrow street...between the homes...and that's the homes these kids live in...on the left and right.....They look like shacks on the backs of lots....don't they? Can you imagine....if this was your home...And that line of water down the middle...that isn't a leak from a hydrant somewhere....that's raw sewage and it's there all the time.........
OH my GOODNESS....



And this is Brian on the walkway...out from the little village huts...Those are homes in the background...NOT...shacks....they're 'homes' that these little kids live in.....
how very VERY..heartbreaking....




And these are just some of the kids of La Isla...that come to the
daily bible schools...Brian said when they first started going to La Iala.....many of these kids didn't even hardly have bottoms on their shoes....and some even just had cardboard or whatever....tied onto their feet with rope.....Donations have put many of the kids in better clothing and shoes with bottoms .....But just look...at the surroundings...around these kids.....such a dirty and sad sight.....but THEY....cannot help that.....
And this is Brian with one of his little friends.....he loves working one on one with some of the kids...

This is Brian with 3 of the kids from the bible school.....look how they cling...like they're just not even used....to love and attention....

So there you have it...that's the story!

Now...here's the problem.....All the expenses for these trips have gone up this year....even their airplane tickets have gone up...I think it was $1,200 last year and it's going to be $1,500 this year for each one going....Brian is planning to take his wife, Pam with him this year....She went once or twice before...and loved working with the moms and grandmas...giving them special care and attention.
Each one going on the trip this year....will have to come up with ways to earn extra money to help cover their own expenses....So I told Brian I'd like to do a blog on La Isla and the work they're doing there each July and see if I could get some donation help from some of you.....
Keep in mind...THIS IS NOT A VACATION!...I ran into a woman in Walmart 2 years ago and she stopped me and said, "I donated to your sons Mexico trip....wish somebody would give ME money for a vacation" I wanted to say..."Well Margie...a vacation is ALL you're good for...because with an attitude like that...you sure wouldn't be much help in giving and doing for others"

These missionary workers have slept in such bad surroundings themselves..on some of these trips......they have had to sleep in shifts...so one could keep an open eye...for criters and/or bad guys or just whatever came their way...
And they have done without themselves with their own food and sundries...just so they could give and do more...for the people they are there to help....

These missionary workers are very serious about the reason they are there...and they love those people with a passion...and work so hard to help them...they remember them by name and look them up...IF they get to it before these people...come looking for THEM....

I don't know about you...but I just absolutely LOVE...being a part of something like this...Now I wouldn't donate to many of the organizations we see on TV...that want us to send in monthly donations...because I don't trust where that money will be spent....But I LOVE LOVE LOVE...being a part of something like this..on a personal level...

I'm going to be donating...like we do each year...
I'm hoping....after hearing some of these stories and seeing the pics of their shabby homes...and the filth they live in....that you would want to be a part of this project too...or possibly get your own churches or organizations involved in a donation....So I'm going to post my address and I'm hoping many of you will send in a contribution/donation to go on this trip....And IF we get more than is needed for Brian and Pam....I will take the money that's left...and see that one of the others going...will be helped with their expenses also...

Any amount will help...And if everybody reading this blog...would donate just $1...we would have tons, tons, tons...but everybody reading this blog...won't do that....."because" EVERYBODY will think...this is something ANYBODY could do...and SOMEBODY else will surely do it...so in the end...NOBODY will do it! Which is very bad :-/

We see the horror stories on the news of how the people of Mexico have to live...all the drug wars and murders...They don't even know....peace and love...warm and fuzzy...like we do...

If you'd like to donate to this very VERY worthy mission trip
Please send your donation of any size to
                                                                        Kay Comer
                                                          c/o Weaver Creek Baptist Church
                                                                  2748 North Avenue
Metropolis, Illinois 62960
And we'll have a follow up story with pictures after their July trip...and if you donate now...you can know you were a part of and maybe the reason for....the smiles on their little faces...in the pictures this coming July...

Peace and Love to you...and to the families of La Isla

This has been a birdseye view from Round Knob Canyon and the world of the katydid...until next time...you are loved.....

Now THIS blog...was written in January of 2012 so the donations I'm asking for TODAY are not for a mission TRIP...this is just for supplies for immediate needs that the kids and families of this little village have right now..and if you're going to donate..I need your donation by March 30th!....I hope you'll decide to help
Please remember to pray for Bro Shawn....and if the good Lord's willin' we'll all meet right back here in the morning...peace and love...