Today we split up into two groups. We had one group that went back to the church from the previous night to paint and the second group went to Santa Ana to do a couple outreaches. We painted the whole sanctuary inside and out, with three different colors. As Dan puts it, it was like 80-90 hours of work that we completed in about 6 hours I believe. It’s crazy. And there was only 12 of us doing the work, and it only started with like 4 people working because we didn’t have enough supplies to have everyone painting, so Melissa, Erik, one of the men from the church, and I went to get paint supplies. When we got back we had to water down the paint so that the paint would be able to be stretched and it worked so well. Everyone had a blast painting and laughing. The second group went to do a couple outreaches in Santa Ana. The group was told one thing after another and nothing went as planned. They ended up visiting this poor community that was built in a trash dump area. It was so sad. Gabby said that at one house it was like piles of bags of stuff, just like a pack rat, while the house next to it, even though it seemed buried in trash, the house had order and a sense of cleanliness to it. That whole group was so impacted by the outreaches and the people they saw and talked to. When we had all gotten back, we cooked dinner and blew a fuse of some sort, so we had like no electricity. It was sad, but we all made the best of it, and many of our group didn’t get to shower because the water pump is the reason the fuse box was getting so hot. Thank God that Travis was an electrician even if he couldn’t tell us exactly what was wrong because he didn’t have the tools; he gave the best advice he could about the situation. Praise God that our house didn’t burn down and that Suzette smelled the melting plastic and the sparks that came from the fuse box. God is truly good.
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