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.”1 How He loves me, disciplines me, speaks to me, heals me and leads me, every fiber of my being connects…
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 opened wide to greet the children with the Milk Project. The Children’s Team rallied a third time to lead in songs, the interactive bible story and the craft…
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 devotional time. This morning led by the Cahill family. Then we received our instructions for the day. Today was to begin with a visit to the pediatric ward of…
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. Stick your right leg in, you pull your right leg out….you get the picture. A lot of the team grabbed their soap and…
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 found myself curled up into a ball similar to the position I had fallen asleep in and the position I had tried to maintain all…
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 road with one stop…backing up to find a spot to let the oncoming truck pass by, we finally made it to the long…
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 went to church, the one we helped yesterday with their new building. The building we met in will be used for children’s purposes once the new building…
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. It was significantly cheaper to fly out of Miami including the expense of the charter bus than to…
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: Is this real life? Is this just fantasy? Caught in a land slide. No escape from reality. The month of May was renamed by a…
One year ago on April 2nd, we held a mini Women’s retreat at our church. In 2011, Easter fell later in the month. I remember my friend Daryl, who was beginning to not feel well, struggling with whether she would make it or not to the retreat. I remember her bragging to me that she…