Saturday, September 21, 2013

Reflections on My Visit to a Local Dumpsite Written by Candace


Hey Everyone, I miss you all very much!  The last 4 months have gone fast, but so much growth has happened in my family, my heart, and my desire to serve the Lord.  The following is a brief family update: Elijah lost 4 more teeth, has performed two dances at his school, and practices Tagalog everyday (He loves to communicate with Jeepney drivers in Tagalog). He is growing up so fast! Noah is so curious.  She loves to observe people, and ask me why they do certain things. Chloe also is growing up a ton. She can speak in full sentences…they may not be spoken back-to-back, but she knows them J. Shaun is doing great! He’ll come back with more grey hairs, but it won’t be from living here, it will just be from making the kids sit down to eat J. Caring for my family in a new environment is accompanied with challenges and learning curves, but overall I am doing well.   
This past week I was able to visit the dumpsite and red light district in Cebu City. So much injustice takes place in these areas of needs; it’s hard to even know where to begin my processing. Here are some of the things I observed while in the dumpsite. I will post in a couple days about my visit to the red light district.

The Dumpsite:
This place has the worst living conditions one can imagine.  The men, women and children living there literally live in, eat and breathe trash all day long. Their houses are made of trash, their walkways are made of trash and the clothes they are wearing often come from the trash. It’s hard to describe all the horrific things I witnessed while there. 

-I saw newborn babies and children of all ages covered in dirt.
-I saw barefoot children running around on broken glass and animal feces. 
-I saw women bathing their children in the sewer water that lines the streets.
-I saw children covered head to toe in soars, scratches and scabs.
-I saw flies swarming all over a newborns face but the mother seemed too hopeless to shew them away. (Which makes sense because there weren’t a few flies, but thousands. When people tried to shew them away it did no good, because there were so many.)
- I saw little girls sitting and playing in piles of trash with NO pants or underwear on.

            These are just some of the things I witnessed that should NOT BE HAPPENING.  But I also saw these things while there…

-Mothers loving on their children.
-Children laughing and smiling.
-Children playing with broken toys, but seeming to care they were broken.
-I saw women smiling and talking together while cooking over a single open flame.
-I saw older folks playing dominos and chatting.   

These sights made every thing worse to me. I was so confused on how people could find joy in such a terrible place. How can children smile when their bodies are so infected? How did they find the strength to get up and live another day?  These are still questions I am thinking through.  I think a lot of the reason is they don’t think they deserve better. We have to free these people from the injustice they live in.  We learned that the government has tried to relocate the people living in the dumpsite to another location, but it didn’t work because education and subjective liberation weren’t included. Their mindsets are going to have to change before moving from the dumpsite makes sense to them. I want to help fix this mindset! We have to fix this mindset! But I am aware for us to be able to help people in situations like this our own mindset has to be changed. We can’t be a people who complain, we can’t be a people who take education for granted, and we can’t be a people who say we want to make a difference but don’t want to put in the work.
Lord, please help us to realize everyday is a new day to pick up our cross and follow you. Help us to wake up everyday more eager than the last to learn your word and not grow weary in doing good. I pray this is the best semester for everyone! We are so privileged to live for Jesus and share his goodness!  

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