Indescribable Pain
I have learned a lot about pain lately. The kind that strikes your deepest core, because of unexpected news and even if it was somewhat expected the reality of...
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About My God
God is so much a part of who I am that my relationship with Him cannot help but spill over into what I write. “For in Him we live and move and have our being.”...
Honduras Journal-Day7- Milk & Cookies
5:00 am The hospital experience, yesterday, did not leave us stunned for long. Right after lunch, heads spinning or not, smiles lit up our faces and arms were ...
Honduras Journal-Day6-Stunned
No amount of preparation could adequately have equipped us for this morning’s experience. We began the morning in our usual fashion, after breakfast we had a d...
Honduras Journal-Day5-Extraordinary!
Cold showers never felt so good, yesterday when we got back from working all day on the coffee farm. It was what I now refer to as a hokey pokey style shower. ...
Honduras Journal-Day 4-Safe
5:00 am I awoke this morning to the rooster crowing literally outside our window. It was 5 am, but still dark outside because we were up on the mountain. I fou...
Honduras Journal-Day 3-That Your Way Be Known
After a three hour scenic drive, with the last ten miles taking an hour as it was a slow arduous trek up the mountain on a single lane windy curvy rocky dirt ro...
Honduras Journal-Day 2-Different But the Same
8:00pm It struck me today how much we from the United States have in common with the people of Honduras despite the multitude of differences. This morning we w...
Honduras Journal-Day 1-Peace
6:00 am Yesterday was a long hard day of travel. We were up at 3 am in order to be at the church loaded up on the charter bus and on our way to Miami by 4am. ...
Does Anything Really Matter?
The words of a song “Bohemian Rhapsody” from Queen, a rock band from the 70’s, in a weird way capsulizes a struggle I have had recently. The lyrics begin with:...