At one home we encountered Gasper, a young twenty-something man tethered by medical restraints that keep him all but housebound. A vibrant spirit, he spends much of his time honing his artistic talent. Following a peace-filled time at his family home, as we prepared to leave, he insisted that Kim and I accept a couple of his drawings. Responding to his offerings, I wanted to pay him. Gasper explained to me that if he were to accept money, the art would no longer be a gift, a gift from his heart. Grace happened as the shades lifted from my eyes.
As I pack to fly home in the morning, I am sad to be leaving. I will dearly miss being with the good folks from the St. Luke's team who have openly shared themselves, and who have become dear to me. I believe that my Ambergris Caye week has left me with a deeper understanding of God's love for all of us. The good people of San Mateo, people with so little a share of what the world has to offer, live lives full of hope, faith, and love. Grace happens on such fertile ground!
Mary Cerrato
February 9, 2020
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