AMOR Project Challenges &
By Corrie Sample
October 27 & 28 I went in the amphibian plane to the village of Miraflores to hold a baptism. And while I was the only person in the back seat, I was still a bit crowded, as you can tell :) Miraflores is on the Ukayali river, so we landed on the river and taxied to the shore upon arrival. It was awesome coming down over the boats on the water and then taxiing on the water for several minutes until we reached the village.
Mali, the pilot’s wife, led out in part of the Sabbath service. We stayed in Miraflores Friday night and held church on Sabbath. The baptism was in the afternoon. Friday night we also held a meeting to welcome the Sabbath. But before that meeting started, we were invited to the home of one of the Adventist families to drink “chicha” a corn drink that they like best when fermented a bit. I can’t say that I particularly enjoyed my share, but I drank it all down. It has a very interesting savor, partly due to the fact that during the making of it, they chew the corn until well mixed with saliva then spit it out. To this mixture they add water. Yum yum!
Manuel made a call for all wishing to be baptized to come forward. Mostly young people (8-10yrs old) answered the call, though there were some adults as well. The old grandmother standing next to the man in the yellow shirt was a precious old woman that really latched on to me. She had walked a very long way to be present so she could be baptized. Her husband had been baptized a few months prior and now she was ready to join him. I don’t think she had ever seen a white person before because she kept on exclaiming about my white skin and how happy she was to see me.
She was so cute :) Also, before she let Beto baptize her, as she was standing in the water, she prayed asking God to forgive her and to accept her into His family. It was very heart-touching.
Manuel leads out in the song service at
And this shows what Peru Projects is all about. Reaching out to people through the air and launch programs in order to bring them into the fold of God. That Sabbath about 15 were baptized in two different villages. These baptisms were the result of the labor of missionaries who are trained and supported by Peru Projects Inc. And they are doing a wonderful work! Praise God!
The week of Nov. 12-18 I went out with the group of missionaries working with AMOR Projects, another Adventist program. We went to the town of Masisea, about 3 ½ hours by boat from Pucallpa, where we did a clinic. The team consisted of a national doctor (Dr. Matthews), and numerous people from the U.S. (some student missionaries, some just passing through) More will be explained further down. This picture shows me, Diana, and Hermano German. Diana is a nurse from the U.S. spending only this week with us before heading off to see the tourist sites. She and her friend Melanie were only in Peru for a few weeks and they chose to spend a week of their vacation with us :) Hermano German was a missionary that was helping us by holding evening meetings.
This is Melanie and Jenny. Melanie was the other girl only here for the week. Jenny, on the other hand, is the main director of AMOR Projects. She and Dr. Matthews work together as the program directors. She is very sweet and fun, and has a wealth of knowledge in the area of tropical medicine.
And this is my tower :) I climbed it three times in the course of the week. I climbed it the first time at night, which was incredible. The land is flat, so going to the top of this tower was the closest I could come to climbing a mountain. I only went up because Jenny asked if I would go up and see if there was cell coverage from the top. She didn’t think I would take her up on it, but she hadn’t gotten to know me too well yet :) Her question to me was “If I gave you my cell phone would you climb the tower and see if there is coverage?” My immediate response was “of course!” Which surprised her. “Really!? Are you sure? You will really climb that thing?!” “Sure!” I only needed one excuse :) And the stars were spectacular from up there :) Then I climbed it again on Friday evening right before sundown with another girl by the name of Melissa.
Then I climbed it again Sabbath morning so I could have my devotions up with the birds. Also I wanted to count the ladder rungs to get an idea of how tall it was. There were 126 ladder rungs with about 18 inches between each one. Making a total of 190 feet to the top. What a thriller :)
Sabbath morning was really foggy s o the view couldn’t be seen, but it really was quite pretty from up there. The tower itself had a lot of bird poo covering it, but that wasn’t hard to ignore. Though it did stink :) It was such fun to be able to do something here that is illegal in the U.S. My brother was quite jealous of me! :)
This is Melissa. She and Jenny were the main nurses assisting Dr. Mathews. But they let me do the shots :) Here she is working on filling the prescription written by the doctor from our makeshift pharmacy. It was actually quite a nice setup since we were in a library and were able to put all our meds on shelves. This was my area of expertise since I was assigned to work in the pharmacy for 5 of the 6 days we held clinic. But I’m not complaining. I got to practice my Spanish on a ton of poor people :) It was my job to give the correct meds and explain how to take them to the patient. Melissa was in there quite a bit too, and we had a lot of fun :) She was the only other girl to climb the tower.
This is me and Ansley, one of the other student missionaries. She is a nursing student at Southern University and is here getting some valuable experience. We had some fun times :)
Siesta time! :) After a long hard morning seeing more than 80 patients, we had a few minutes of rest after lunch before clinic opened again in the afternoon. We usually saw about 150 people daily.
On Wednesday, I got to go out with Manuel and some of the SMs on a mobile dental clinic. We took off in the morning in two motokaros for a village about 20 minutes away. This particular spot in the road was no problem on the way to the village, but on the way back there was a whole big pile of dirt piled on the end of the road right behind where the moto is in this picture.
The reason we had problems on the way back was not just because of an extra tall mound of dirt. It was also because it poured on us for about an hour right before we got there. So it was no longer just a mound of red dirt, but now it was a mound of red mud that stuck to whatever got into it. The other SMs, going from left to right, are Ansley, Karen, and Alex. We all sat in our motos and waited for 30 minutes for the rain to stop.
Manuel & I were in the other moto, that
happened to be in front.
So when the rain stopped, we got out and pushed. There wasn’t enough man power present, so a little bit of woman power was added to cover the deficit. :) It was really quite a blast!
I think Manuel was having way too much fun! :) It just goes to show that even the obstacles that come can be turned into a fun memory when everyone keeps a positive attitude. :) We all had fun and nobody complained about having to get dirty and muddy, in fact, the dirtier the better!
Masisea was about a 20 minute drive from the river, so the town leaders had to find some way to transport us and our meds to the river so we could leave.
The only thing big enough was the dump truck :) My guess is that it was the same one that dumped the load of dirt in the middle of the road that got us muddy on Wednesday.
The reason I think this is that the bottom of the truck was very muddy too. But we just piled all the personal bags and backpacks on top of the black plastic crates that had the meds in them.
I had fun challenging myself by standing in the middle of the truck and not holding on to anything. Keeping my balance on the bumpy road was difficult, to say the least :) But I didn’t fall. But my legs were sore the next day from standing with legs bent to absorb the shock of the bumps.
This is the church construction site at Once de Agosto, the village right across the water from the base. To date, all they need to do is put the doors in and they will be finished :)
It's been fun to watch this church being built. I was able to help put up the first wall, and now it is almost completely finished.
We had a very interesting church service here just this last Sabbath (Nov. 25). An old drunk man attended the morning service and took a liking to me. He kept telling me that he knew my family and had known me since I was a little girl :) However, I had to sit up front in order to get away from him ‘cause he kept getting closer and closer. It was quite humorous actually. :) But sad too. The control that Satan has over so many people using alcohol is so strong.
Chapels like this one are popping up in many different villages all along the Amazon and Ucuyali rivers. Praise God! His work is going forward as the Holy Spirit moves upon His people everywhere to share what they know about Him. :)
~ Corrie ~