We’re Moving to Peru!

Janet and Milagros

I’m sorry I didn’t get much posted during our recent trip. There is no internet at the girls’ home for now, and the connection at our hotel was just fast enough to load a few photos on Facebook each night.

Our trip was full of good experiences. We feel we really got to know the dorm mothers much better this time, connected with the kids at a deeper level, and really formed a friendship with Pastor Dario and his wife, Indira.

We helped coach softball, and introduced Twister and Frisbee to the girls. But we also had serious times – explaining our call to Torre Fuerte, sharing stories from

Carmen Rosa

our various church mission trips, reading the Bible together, and helping a few girls work through some difficult encounters with dysfunctional family members.

Of course, one of the highlights of the trip was the double quinceañero for Mónica and Ursula. It was a real cultural learning experience for us. We had a great time celebrating with Mónica especially, and I think I managed to waltz without embarrassing her.

Lisbeth and Karen

As for our family, things are finally coming together for our move to Peru. We have renters coming to Chelan next week, and we have tickets purchased for our trip to Peru on May 8th. We’ll stay with friends in Chelan until March 7th, then drive across the USA and spend some time with family before leaving for Peru in May.

It’s been a long wait, but we’re finally on our way. Throughout our time of waiting, God has been preparing us as well as confirming His call on our lives. Some of you may have been waiting to see that we’re really going to do this before committing to give to the Torre Fuerte home. If that’s the case with you, please… we’re for real, and the girls need your help right now.

Lisbeth, Xiomara, and Elena

The girls go back to school in March. Most of them need new school uniforms and several girls desperately need shoes. All of them will need notebooks and other school supplies. At this point, the monthly income at Torre Fuerte is significantly below what is needed, so months with extra needs are a real difficulty.

We know that our first few months in Peru will be a mixture of adventure and difficulty; fascination and frustration. Please keep our family in prayer as we set up a new home, try to master the language and the culture, and begin to develop our ministry roles among these daughters of the King.

From Arcades to Formal Balls

Karen E., ready for the ball

On Monday, the girls were presented with a mound of new formal dresses, just in time for the upcoming quinceañero. A lady in Yakima has donated these very nice dresses, and they were brought by Kevin and Kathy, Ursula’s padrinos. Ursula is one of the girls who will celebrate her quinceañero this week.
Later that day, we went with the girls to a brand new mall here in Arequipa, mostly for some window shopping and the rare treat of a chicken dinner. It was a little bit like herding cats. The girls really liked their first elevator ride, squealing at the sensation most of us have gotten very used to.

On the carousel

After a dozen rides up and down, we finally managed to convince them that there was more to do. Like escalators. Then we found the arcade. All of the flashing lights, bells, and whistles, but also rides for the little ones and even bumper cars. With so many kids, that could all be very expensive, but we gave each girl the opportunity for one game or ride. The little girls chose the ponies, of course.

How tall?

On Tuesday, we tried some softball practice, and I think we actually made some progress. Practice was interrupted in order to take the girls to a local clinic. When we asked what the purpose of the visit was, Mayra – always the joker – explained that they were being measured for height and weight. “This way and that way,” she gestured with a grin. It was a nice walk with the girls, and a chance for some good conversation with them.

Practicing with Mónica

Ah, and the dancing. I have found out that my dancing partner, Mónica, knows just as much about dancing the waltz as I do. Nothing. So there were a lot of laughs last night as we had our first lesson, together with a number of teens who seem to find this almost effortless. Today we’re hoping for some remedial lessons. Maybe someone can loan me a right foot for the week.