New Horizons

ChimborazoYellow
The university cafeteria offered a new menu item: crab cakes. I devoured them. I thought they were the best thing on earth. My friends disagreed: "They're just filled with crab-flavored lettuce." Upon graduation, some of us celebrated at a sea food restaurant. I noticed "crab cakes" on the menu. So I ordered one. On my first bite I realized what a REAL crab cake tasted like. I had been eating imitations all during my college meals, but never knew it because I had never tasted a real one.
Danilo is a Quichua youth studying at the University in Riobamba. We have a pretty good relationship, and he is one of the students I am following and helping towards a university degree. He came over Friday to talk. He shared with me how his horizons have broadened now that he's reading and learning lots of new things. He has been an active member in his church, being the youth leader for many years and even giving bible classes to adults. Yet now he realizes that the church is content with its traditions. Since they have never seen anything better, they are content with their ways. Another version of my crab cake story. Education is not just getting a degree, but exposure to new horizons. That's why I'm working and praying with Quichua students, the future of their communities.