change but no change, yet

During all the years we lived in this valley, our neighbors grew potatoes, plowing with mules, planting, irrigating, harvesting with hand and shovel.
Today huge green houses dominate the landscape; now the farmers grow tomatoes year round, safe in the green houses even when freezes threaten the mountains, so different-the change, so amazing.
We moved to Aquixtla when Josiah was 8 months old and traversing  the dirt floor of our barn on hands and knees. . .now he's 28.
We came bringing the beautiful gospel of Jesus Christ to people who walked in darkness-then and still.
And on this visit, after 20 years, though the neighbors welcomed us, the darkness was very real and very sad.

So, I think: our King is on his throne-and the book isn't closed, yet.