Well as you have read the community we worked was name Nueva Jerusalen. Which means New Jerusalem in English. The community is based on a hill. This hill helped my exercise routine for the week. Unlike in the United States as you go up the hill the houses become more run down and evidence of more impoverished situations. The houses at the bottom of the hill are owned by those with more money. The church is located kind of towards the bottom of the hill, but it was still a hike to get to it. It was really fun when we had to walk up and down the hill when it was “raining.” “Rain” in Nueva Jerusalen is a very heavy nasty mist. It got kind of annoying cause I just really wanted it to rain or be dry. Oh well, it just made for some slip slide adventures. Well anyways the church that we worked with is named Iglesia Rios de Agua Viva, which means Church of the Living Water. Which is a great name for this church. The community consists of I think it was 250 families. I could be wrong but that number sounds familiar. We had the opportunity to take a short tour of the community the first night we got there. So many hills. I guess since the last group had been there from our church they have built all these really really steep stair ways leading up and down the hill. Oh man my calves were killing me by the end of that night. It was great. 
The Community is kinda of confusing. All these random paths leading to random places. The community for the longest time did not have running water. There has been a constant battle between leaders of this community about this basic necessity. There has been a lot of work with community leaders and residents to install pipes and tubbing for water. There are pipes installed at most of the houses but the water just hasn’t been turned on. When we were there the last the residents heard was in two weeks we will have water. Hopefully they should have it now or so very soon. This community is filled with hurts and pain as is most communities in the world. Please keep all the members of this community in your prayers
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