The Little Bride

July 19, 2011

She came walking down the muddy jungle trail… crying so hard she could hardly see where to place her feet. She was only 10 years old, dressed in a small palm skirt. As she wiped away her tears and dried her hands on her skirt she would pause, look back up the hill and start crying again. Each time she looked the two men on the ridge started laughing.

Lives Interrupted

July 10, 2011

I cannot express to you the impact this visit has had on me, personally, and perhaps will have on those still hurting from lives interrupted.

God Saw This Day

July 10, 2011

With tears streaming down my face, I listened to the worship team. It was Mother’s Day in Colombia and I was worshiping God in the very location where 36 years earlier, I had become a mother for the first time. We were attending a Sunday service located at the former orphanage, Paraiso Infantil in Villavicencio, […]

A New Thing – Family Story Time

July 8, 2011

In the encroaching darkness he saw the silhouette of a man sitting in the dirt, bent over a book. Then he noticed that the man was not alone. Three small children knelt before the man, each with a finger pointing to the details of the picture on the page that was opened before them. A month prior, Bulu was illiterate, but now is starting to be able to read.

The Dreaded Simbari Stairmaster

May 15, 2011

It was straight down the mountain and straight back up. This includes forty minutes hopping down a riverbed on giant boulders. A piece of cake, I thought. Boy was I wrong.

God Builds His Church in the Most Unlikely Places

April 19, 2011

To state that this is one of the harshest places to live and work that I have ever visited, is saying a lot. I've been in a lot of places.