Motorcycles are the plague of the streets in Portachuelo. There is no control, motorcycles don't need a license, the drivers don't need a license, maintenance is kept to a bare minimum. They come from all directions and there is no way of knowing which portion of the road they might want. At night many of them are without lights. It is like in the days of the judges, when every man did what was right in his own eyes. It is the Lord's mercy that there aren't more accidents.
How beautiful are the wheels......Each Sunday afternoon five motorcycles roar off down the road out of Portachuelo. These five are all the motorcycles in the Portachuelo Christian Assembly. Each one carries a special cargo. They are a team from the Assembly on their way to minister the Gospel to various small communities in the Province of Sara. A province would be comparable to a county in the States and Portachuelo is the county seat.
The team in Bañadito |
Romans 10:15 And how shall they preach, except they be sent? as it is written, How beautiful are the feet of them that preach the gospel of peace, and bring glad tidings of good things!
Luis and Aldo with the kids in Bañadito |
Most of those who attend these meetings are kids. But some adults come out,usually women once in awhile some men. At our midweek prayer meeting Aldo shared the request of a mother from Bañadito whose husband had died a few days before. She asked for strength and wisdom.