Monday, March 31, 2014

The Little Things.. I'm gonna miss

I was walking back from swim lessons when I felt a buzz, then a sting... and roar- I was attacked by six ferocious Peruvian wasps. My swimming classes boys were too far in the distance and didn't hear my screams. I was all alone.. surviving in the Peruvian jungle. I yelled and then ran, throwing my sandals off to the woods, I dashed for the pool- gripping 2 wasps that were in my hair trying to attack my scalp. WATER! Just like a movie I sprinted back to the pool and took a huge jump in. Thankfully, like magic, the wasps died and I picked the two out from my now knotted hair. ..

The electricity went off and then all that was heard was the awestruck wonder and excitement as sm's went outside and glanced at the heavenly skies. The stars were lit up with wonder and all the sm family gathered together for songs, hugs, and star gazing. It was so beautiful that Kirsten and I decided we just had to look at it more, all night long. We dragged our mattresses, sheets, and pillows to the dirt center in our field and plopped down in wonder for a dreamy night.

The van was loaded and all through our house, every creature was stirring including that mouse. Then all of a sudden, without much warning, the cat was inside and the mouse was still stirring. Then with a meow and a cheer one or two the cat got the mouse and we knew what to do. We sang and we clapped and we hugged our dear cat. And the mouse hasn't been back since that grand day..

All we wanted was some icecream to share... What we got was a half of a pineapple. Filled with fruit and yogurt. Topped with three scoops of ice cream: mint, strawberry, and cookies and cream. Covered in whipped cream. With grapes and cherries on top, plus an umbrella = FUN night out with the Peruvian fam.

It was a HOT day and the last thing we wanted to do was run around. But when doctor says Pathfinder games and says teachers first, we know what to do: get intense. Hand ball. We had to throw the ball to our team mates and get it to the goal on the other side. We were slipping and sliding, throwing, and tackling.. covered in sweat. But with Pathfinder games with doctor leading- it's sure to be a FUN ADVENTURE. Later we played this crazy can't talk, have to guess the word game, we have some competitive players in the house ;)

Homeade hummus, homemade granola, banana ice cream, mango walks...

A hike to the Swamp Champ a climb into our secret star tower...

This is the life I live- and sometimes it's easy to forget just how special life really is here. We give kisses, hold babies, give shots and meds, hold scared hands, coat ourselves with bug spray, and take freezing cold showers every day. We eat mangos every day! We also sing, tell jokes, and know each other SO well! Ok this is our "It's Peru" song that we created this year.

It's Peru whatcha gonna do
When everything smells like a little bit of poo

It's Peru how you gonna role
Gringos you make sure you wash that bowl  (we have dirty kitchen dish washing syndrome)

It's Peru you got blonde hair
Kids are gonna touch it so you better not care

It's Peru mama mia
Guess you got some diahreaa

It's Peru here's the situation
You might also get some constipation

It's Peru how you gonna kiss
You aim for the cheek and you better not miss

It's Peru how you gonna love
Dr. Galilee was sent from above

What. What. Que pasa?

Tuesday, March 25, 2014

In the arena

"It is not the critic who counts, not the man who points out how the strong man stumbles, or where the doer of deeds could have done better. The credit belongs to the man who is actually in the arena, whose face is marred by dust and sweat and blood, who strives valiantly.. who knows great enthusiasms, the great devotions, who spends himself in a worthy cause, who at the best knows in the end the triumph of achievement, and who at the worst, if he fails, at least fails while daring greatly, so that his place shall never be with those cold and timid souls who neither know victory nor defeat." Teddy Roosevelt

Stand up, warrior. What God's started in you He wants to finish. It's not over until you stop fighting. Don't let today be that day. God knows your tired; but His work isn't done. Don't ask God to stop what He's doing in you or the work He started in your heart. Don't give up in fear or in pain of a broken heart. Don't limit God's potential with what He wants to use your life for- because He values you.

Are you active in battle with the Lord and against Satan today? Because if your not active, if your not fighting, your losing your battle. You're losing your battle against Satan and your self is winning. So shake yourself up and get back in there.

Jeremiah 29:13 says "You will seek me and find me when you search for me with all your heart."
If you're wondering why it's seemed you've lost your relationship with Christ, then I challenge you to question if you're really looking for Him.

Romans 8:6 says "For to be carnally minded is death, but to be spiritually minded is life and peace."

Philippians 1:6 And I am certain that God, who began the good work within you, will continue his work until it is finally finished on the day when Christ Jesus returns.

I encourage you to wake yourself up, dust yourself off, and have the courage to step back into the arena. I encourage you to choose today that you want to fight for God and against Satan and his enslaving tactics.

Father God,
Draw my heart closer to you. Breathe into me and live in me every day. Be my light and my life- be all that I am and have- because I know that without you I am nothing. Help me actively to choose to fight against Satan and the temptations that I face in my life. Give me the strength to seek you and to study your word every day. Thank you for saving me and working in my life. To you be all the glory.

Saturday, March 22, 2014

Happy sabbath morning

Attitude is the difference between an adventure and an ordeal =) Today is a Happy Sabbath day and I am so thankful to Jesus. Last night started great, when my church family made potato salad together and then had this amazing worship service singing our hearts out to God. I LOVE worshipping with my Peruvian family; I love my Peru family so much. Then this morning my friend Kirsten and I cooked French toast for 15 people. It was my first time ever cooking French toast and it was really fun and delicious! It's actually quite easy just eggs, milk, sugar, vanilla, cinnamon and a little flour. Then you Drench and then fry the bread- YUM! After I was done cooking and eating French toast a girl came by the clinic who had just gotten stitches yesterday. I cleaned her wound for her all by myself. It was really cool. Today instead of church I'm visiting a jail to see a Thai lady who is stuck in the Peruvian prison. The poor young lady has a 4 year sentence and doesn't speak Spanish nor have food, clothing, or hygiene items. I'm excited to go see her and see how we can help her.

Friday, March 21, 2014

Take me home

Too many seconds of far too frequent minutes
I hear my mind saying home
It's overwhelming
It's a home beat so loud I can't do anything
6 weeks is near yet seems a mountain too far

I look at myself here
Not in a mirror where I can see my face covered in dirt
But in the things around me
That mirror my weaknesses, and selfishness, and troubled heart
And looking at myself makes me cringe

I'm tired, I'm wasted, I'm sick of being dirty and smelly and having circles under my eyes
and being grabbed with sweaty hands, and getting lice from clingy kids, and singing until I have a soar throat, and smiling when I'm breaking inside, and giving myself away when I have nothing left to give.
I'm tired. I can't do this on my own.
I'm ready to go home..

And I know that God is my only hope.
And I know that with Him I can do this.
And I know that the impossible is possible with Him.
And I know that He will help me and hold me in His righteous hand.
And I know that I will be home soon.

Wednesday, March 19, 2014

Cold kisses, hugs, and kittens-- primary school

Welcome to the land of singing "Hello Hello, how are you today", kissing chubby little children in school uniforms, and making best friends with seven years olds. Oh teaching primary: how I love and hate you at the same time.

Some funny stories can be summed up by a front row child flipping his desk right in front of me, a six year old forced to kiss me as a punishment, and a slobbery fat kiss half popsicle and half love. All in all it amounts to tons of "Happy and You know it" "Hello Hello" and "Goodbye Goodbye" songs plus a million flash cards about school... but at least I have my best friend as accomplice and dancer: the amazing Kaity Kat.

Let me just start by saying that I could NEVER be a kindergarden teacher's assistant. I LOVE kids but I hate repetition and bore and if I were the teacher.... it would be different. Teaching is good because it makes the time go faster and keeps me distracted. It also forces me to practice the gift of Patience.

Oh patience- patience- patience- why God is it so hard? Lately all I can think about is America, my family, my future job, and my plans for school. All I can do is dream and think about the day when I CAN FLY HOME.

Yes I know I need to stop- everyone says I will miss this place like crazy- and I know I will too- but honestly I am just very tired of what I do here and ready for AMERICA.
Now that I have expressed that thought and bothersome complaint, worry, and sensation that steadily creeps into my mind many seconds every single day.. I would like to share a few things I am thankful for HERE.

* I'm thankful that tomorrow we're going to the orphanage.
* I'm thankful that I can practice cooking with some of the best friends in the world.
* I'm thankful I have family and best friends that force me to do insanity every single night and go running.
* I'm thankful that I have an abundance of food to eat unlike many children in my neighborhood.
* I'm thankful that I have an amazing loving family back home.
* I'm thankful that I get to go swimming every Monday and Friday.
* I'm thankful that clinic is going on and that the doctor is teaching us a lot.
* I'm thankful that Jesus has called me here for now and is working in my heart right now =)

Saturday, March 15, 2014

More than enough..

Read this on facebook today; reminds me of when I had to say goodbye to my mom and family for 8 months. Makes me think with excitement of the day when I'll run into her arms (only 6 months)!
I love this story; it's beautiful... but my mommy taught me to ask God for more than enough. I believe God wants to do MORE then we can imagine; to fill us with abundance; not to help us survive- but to help us LIVE, reach our dreams, and LOVE with abandon. He says all we simply need to do is ask Him for what we need and He will provide.. more than enough.


Recently, I overheard a mother and daughter in their last moments together at the airport as the daughter's de...
parture had been announced. Standing near the security gate, they hugged and the mother said:

"I love you and I wish you enough."

The daughter replied, "Mom, our life together has been more than enough. Your love is all I ever needed. I wish you enough, too, Mom." They kissed and the daughter left.

The mother walked over to the window where I sat. Standing there, I could see she wanted and needed to cry.

I tried not to intrude on her privacy but she welcomed me in by asking, "Did you ever say good-bye to someone knowing it would be forever?" "Yes, I have," I replied. "Forgive me for asking but why is this a forever good-bye?"

"I am old and she lives so far away. I have challenges ahead and the reality is the next trip back will be for my funeral," she said.

When you were saying good-bye, I heard you say, "I wish you enough." May I ask what that means?"

She began to smile. "That's a wish that has been handed down from other generations. My parents used to say it to everyone." She paused a moment and looked up as if trying to remember it in detail and she smiled even more.

"When we said 'I wish you enough' we were wanting the other person to have a life filled with just enough good things to sustain them". Then turning toward me, she shared the following, reciting it from memory,

"I wish you enough sun to keep your attitude bright.

I wish you enough rain to appreciate the sun more.

I wish you enough happiness to keep your spirit alive.

I wish you enough pain so that the smallest joys in life appear much bigger.

I wish you enough gain to satisfy your wanting.

I wish you enough loss to appreciate all that you possess.

I wish you enough hellos to get you through the final good-bye."

She then began to cry and walked away.

They say it takes a minute to find a special person. An hour to appreciate them. A day to love them. And an entire life to forget them.

 Thank God for your blessings. Thank God for your family and the people who you love. Life is short; you may not always have them. Prayers for a dear friend and past student missionary Arianna today, who has recently lost her earthly father. God, may you bless her and hold her.

Friday, March 14, 2014

Help me Live

I want to LIVE again.
I want to BURN with passion.
Set me FREE  from sin
I want to be in full ABANDON
Help me breathe when my lungs are full and heavy
Help me see when my eyes are leaking tears
Give me strength when all my strength is gone
Here's all of me.. Please come to my rescue again.

There is a time..

At 10 am today I had a pot banging party with spoons, then my friend Kristen went up into the 50 foot water tower and dropped a water balloon on my head, then I went cloud gazing, afterwards tried juggling various objects, and finally trekked for "a quiet place" into "Lily Valley"- a secret get away we just found where for once there is true peace and quietness. I almost tried to persuade a Peruvian from "Lily Valley" or "Swamp Champ" to use his canoe- but fortunately for me I had a sane friend Kristen convince me it could be dangerous...

Today we were supposed to have swim classes but unfortunately the pool wasn't cleaned- which meant we had to send all the kids back home. I was very frustrated because swim classes are important to me and many of the kids were sad. I had been looking forward to swimming all week.

Right now if I had to describe my life in Peru with three words it would be WAITING, DISSAPOINTMENT, and FRUSTRATION. That sounds harshly negative- and it is- but frankly I'm just being honest. I'm so burnt out, so tired, and so unmotivated--- combine that with the fact that almost any activity we try to do keeps getting canceled for various reasons (clinic, swimming, English classes) and it's very hard to get a PMA (Positive Mental Attitude).

Honestly ever since I've gotten back from vacay, I feel I've been rotting. If you ask me how I'm doing, I'll say ok. Don't bother asking because I don't feel like complaining to you. I'm struggling with a lot of things right now here in Peru including but not limited too learning to wait on God, the desire to read or study my Bible, impatience, eating healthy, and self-esteem issues. I'm bored, I'm tired, and I'm ready to go home.

But God says that there is a time for everything.. a time to laugh and a time to cry. A time to love Peru and be crazy about it and a time to tough it out and finish up what I came here to do. There is a time to be silly and a time to evaluate my life, future plans, and what God is showing me and decide where to go from here.Now is the time to buckle down and rely on God to fill my daily needs. Now is the time when I must have faith and wait patiently on the Lord to reveal His plans and desires for me. Now is the time to praise the Lord- because ALWAYS the Lord deserves to be praised.

Coming to Peru is not about me. It's not about what I can do, how I can reach people, or what I can learn- it's about Christ leading and God working. I know without a doubt that God has called me here for this time. Not just for the first fun 5 months, but for an 8 month adventure with Him. God called, I answered and said "Here am I". Today I will say "Here am I again Lord, I will wait on you, use me when you want too, I will trust you."I will trust you God that your timing is perfect and that your ways are higher than mine.

Saturday, March 8, 2014

Don't forget to live

Today I got a present from one of the Southern missionaries. I got a book called Love Does. I've been really touched by the encouragement it's given me. This author is crazy! He's something else. One of the guys who makes his dreams and others' dreams come true every day. He's a guy that gets what he wants- he does crazy things- most of all he loves in crazy ways. I really recommend reading it. One story that can just let you know what this author is like is how he got into law school- he literally and seriously sat in front of the admissions director for 2 weeks until he let him in- saying “all you have to do is tell me to buy my books”- how crazy!! The book is really inspiring me to change the way I think and give my love so much more freely and passionately. Please check it out; it's written by Bob Goff.

“Don't count down the days, once you leave you'll miss it like nothing else”- is advice from almost every missionary. Sometimes though it's tough. It's hard not to imagine yourself on that airplane back home and wanting to plan your future back in 'Merica. I caught myself counting down the days this last month. I was looking forward to going back, and while yes I can't wait to go home to America. I also know that I will miss this place like nothing else. It's such a two way feeling of love hate, annoyment and bliss, freedom . As much as I can't wait to leave, Peru and my life here captivates my heart. My passions were found here. My baby orphanage projects, my swimming children, my swimming program, my children- my babies, my clinic where I am strong, brave, and can give shots (none of my friends back home ever thought I could do it), the zoo where I held the hugest snake practically ever. This is my home and these student missionaries are my family. We have our Peruvian raps, dances, inside jokes, adventures, and crazy memories.

Having the Southern missionaries come here and hang out with us for 2 weeks has really encouraged me and given me the strength I need to press on. Tonight after they left, us missionaries had to clean the truck and in our typical Peruvian jam style we blasted music and had mud music water fights and dancing. I LOVE my sm family, laughing together, dancing together, getting dirty and smelling together, holding little kids, having kids all over me, smooshing on top of people to travel in our gringo van, and doing crazy random activities like hiking through the jungle or vaccinating wild dogs (Pathfinders don't ask ;) every week. I'm so grateful to the new friendships I've made lately with Kristen one of the new sm's, the new student coordinators who seem totally amazing, and the Southern crew who were sooooo nice, helpful, and inspiring. Kristen and I even made a list of crazy awesome “just Peru” things we were gonna do before I go home which may or may not include going running in the pouring, muddy rain, sleeping in the stars, sending letters to 5 student missionaries around the world, and cooking some crazy foods.

This past week with Southern here, we have had so much fun and accomplished so much medically and evangelically wise. We have been doing medical campaigns every day and one day we saw 210 patients and gave them treatment and medication!! Then each night we had evangelism campaigns at K13 and K8 and both ended up with many decisions to accept Christ and get baptized- praise God! On Friday, we had a fun day and traveled to the Ucayali River and Arena Cocha for riding the river boats, going to the zoo, and eating out all together as a group with the Southern students. It was extremely fun and I have thinking all year about that snake at the jungle zoo and whether or not I should hold it. (I am (nope not anymore) WAS extremely scared of snakes but I have been working on overcoming all my fears. So I got to the jungle zoo and literally I've been thinking about whether or not I should hold this snake all year and been building up my courage. I decided I would do it! When I first saw the snake, I quickly changed my mind, but because I had told my friends I had wanted to do it, they encouraged me. They got me to touch the snake and finally I was convinced. I asked the guy to carefully put the snake on me and praying out to God out loud for Him to save me for the next two minutes (no joke) I proceeded to smile and take pictures with the giant anaconda =) God took care of me and now I am a lot less scared of snakes than I was, not that I'm a snake lover (don't try to scare me!)

It was such a busy and fun week. We are exhausted to say the least and we have tons of cleaning, meetings, organization, and work that needs to be done at AMOR. There are many prayers needed for the safety of the returning missionaries as well as for AMOR, administration decisions, and new programming decisions. Dr. Galilee, Megan, and I were able to meet with the orphanage and talk to them about a new sisterhood program which will be starting in 2 weeks (very exciting)! Swimming classes are also starting again this Monday which I am stoked for! God has been good. He is ever faithful. I don't want to close my eyes to His work or what He is doing. I've just been reminded lately what an opportunity we have to LIVE every day. To smile, to laugh, to scream, to travel, to do the dreams that God has placed in our heart, and to change the lives of the people around us-- I'm in Peru!! I don't want to forget to live, it might be a while til I come back to this awesome place.

Thursday, March 6, 2014


" For this reason I kneel before the Father, from whom his whole family in heaven and on earth derives its name. I pray that out of his glorious riches he may strengthen you with power through his Spirit in your inner being, so that Christ may dwell in your hearts through faith. And I pray that you, being rooted and established in love, may have power, together with all the saints, to grasp how wide and long and high and deep is the love of Christ, and to know this love that surpasses knowledge- that you may be filled to the measure of all the fullness of God." Ephesians 3:14-19

When we don't have love in our hearts, we must run to God. We must stop what we are doing and pray. We must open up His word, for when we don't have love in our thoughts, our dreams, and loving words on our lips- we are not representing His son.

We must pray for love to come dwell in our hearts. We must pray that we can understand the love of Christ. LOVE- it's the thing that matters most. It's not passive, it's active. It's alive. Love pays attention. Love advocates. Love says "I'm here, I care, I'll support you, I'll help you, I'll go with you, and I'll do the best for you." Love is of God.

1 John 2:9 "He who says he is in the light and hates his brother, is in darkness until now. He who loves his brother abides in the light, and there is no cause for stumbling in Him. But He who hates his brother is in darkness, and walks in darkness, and does not know where he is going, because the darkness has blinded His eyes."

We need God each day. We need His love. Without His love we are empty, negative, sickly, broken people. But as we invite Christ in to love us and to rule our lives every day He transforms us into a LOVELY person.

When I neglect God's word and prayer in my life, I see a transformation in my character. I need God every day. I need His love to help me love like Him.

Tuesday, March 4, 2014

Global Issues- a career in GPS

Child hunger, malnutrition, lack of water, human sex trafficking, lack of education, wars and rumors of wars- these are signs of the times. These are also global issues that need help. People all around the world have needs- various needs- and are searching for someone to help them. Most of all they are searching for something to fill them within, to give them passion worth living for, a purpose, and a life that goes beyond what earth can offer us.

Does it bother you that today 21,000 children died around the world because of poverty? Does it concern you that around one in three young girls around the world have been molested? Does it make you think that when so many of your neighbors, friends, and maybe even your family is becoming overweight families in Africa and India are skin and bones and dying every day. Do you even care?

Why are we so blinded that we can not see what is truly going on around us in the world today and feel compassion for the needs? How can we continue to live like wealthy, naïve, spoiled citizens when we KNOW that OUR resources, time, and money can save lives each and every day. How can we simply turn our heads and pass the card to someone else?

I know for me, coming to Peru has really shaken my world and changed my reality. Every day I come in contact with kids that don't have loving families, don't have money for education, and often don't have money for much food. They are some of the most beautiful, loving, happy people I ever met yet they live in shabby "huts" and don't have access to clean water. Yet I am expected to return to America in 2 months and live how I used to live? How can I live a radical life of service to Christ in America where  society is so often consumed with selfishness, vanity, money, and popularity. How can I resort to living a typical college life about me? I can't. Not when I know there's so many global issues- so many needs- that I can do something about.

Christ writes in the Bible that in the times of judgment we will be known by what we did to the "least of these". To the people around the world or in our city that are the "least"- the hungriest, the poorest, the most distraught. How did we treat those people? What did we do when nobody else was looking? Christ calls us to share with the world and everyone we come in contact with- the Gospel of Christ.

We may think: being a missionary is expensive, or giving my money to help the homeless is foolish because I may not have enough money for myself later- yet God tells us when we serve and give others- we will be blessed by Him beyond measure and truly heaven will pour down much more than we have given upon us. Often when I tell people I want to go on another mission trip and spend another year of service later in Africa or a foreign country, they tell me it's stupid, expensive, and useless. But no- serving God, sacrificing time and money, for the "least of these" is exactly what Christ calls us all to do (in very completely different ways and times).

For the last four months I have been struggling with what I should do with my life, or more importantly what Christ is calling me to do with my life. For a long time, I have wanted to study physical therapy. I have wanted to get a doctorate in PT- with a 6 year course at Southern and Andrews or Florida hospital- and then specialize in pediatric aquatic therapy. But lately I have been feeling Christ's leading in a slightly different direction.

While I still feel called to continue studying Physical therapy, I am also planning to major in Global Policies and Services- a career that opens opportunities to serve as a missionary, start a nonprofit, work for government services, or other non profits, and teaches about world issues. I am extremely excited what God will do and where He will lead me- because I am extremely passionate about advocacy and world issues. As of right now, the plan is to get a Global Policies and Services Major and then attend PT school =)

Monday, March 3, 2014


The last month of being here has been one of the hardest months of my missionary journey so far. To be blunt, I am just quite tired, burnt out with service, and I miss America. I feel like every day is a struggle with my attitude. All I want to do is climb into my bead, put the fan directly on my face, and sleep. If I don't want to sleep, I find myself checking facebook for no apparent reason, solely searching for an escape or something to think about or plan.

I'm not happy with who I am or content with my relationship with Christ right now. I struggle with the people I live with- day in and day out- to love them in spite of their faults (which we all have). I struggle to love the kids. Tons of children know my name and come to hug me, sometimes I have to make myself hug them or pick them up or I pretend to talk happily to them (although inwardly I'm not happy). I find myself often so discontent. I am not confident nor feel beautiful here.. ever.

The struggle is real in so many aspects. As I talk to my friends and family back home they often say "only two more months- that's not very long" and in my head two months sounds like Mount Everest. That is not comforting people! You try living 8 months in a foreign country, missing everything that is familiar, and being dirty and sick at times- then tell me only two months. I feel like I can't make it so much- but then God carries me through.

 It's also quite daunting the fact that while I have been here as an SM and have changed in so many ways (I feel like a completely new person) others have changed too and their lives have moved on. Many friends back home have made new friends and done great things and it is extremely hard to keep in touch with them and understand that we have both been through so much. Sometimes I try to express my feelings or struggles with them and I feel that they do not in any way understand or empathize with me and my life here in Peru. Sometimes I wonder if I will have any true friends when I return or will they ever understand who I have become.

 I need God. I need Him every day, every hour, every minute- I need His healing hand for my heart, mind, and body. He tells me He is faithful. He tells me He will heal me. He tells me He will finish what He started. He tells me to trust Him and He tells me to think about whatever is good, pure, uplifting, and beneficial. He tells me to thank Him every day.

3 things I am thankful for today: #1 that Southern is here and for all the nice people that came and want to be my friends ;), #2 that I only have 2 months left (I can do this with God's strength), #3 for God's help with the children's program and that we found the puppets and rocked a puppet show last night

Please pray for me and all of the missionaries and Southern students here at AMOR.

Sunday, March 2, 2014

Southern's here!

There are college students in the hammocks, in the dental clinic, filling and overflowing every room, and sleeping at K38- Southerner's have finally arrived at AMOR. It's quite exciting and fun! We have so many new friends- so many kind, helpful students willing to jump in and ready to learn.

I know for me, it's just so amazingly encouraging to meet new people that are my age and to encourage them in service. Before they came, I was really struggling and unmotivated: tired and wanting to count down the days before I could home. But the Southern crew has brought so much positive energy and excitement- it's really great!

It's exhausting though as we have loaded their schedules- and that means tons of work and planning. I'm sooooo tired from planning the children's program every night and running around in clinic trying to help the new doctors and new students learn how to run different areas. It's totally worth it though- I'm so socially and spiritually encouraged.

Today we had our first medical campaign and we had a huge turnout. I helped with vitals, but mostly ended up running back and forth for one of the new doctors and helping with what was needed (no problems there =) We saw over 150 patients! We even removed a tumor on this poor baby girls' head- it was so sad. I helped hold the baby and put the gauze on.

Tonight will be our second evangelism program, and we have two different locations that we are serving: K13 and K9 (the brand new church called Socorrito that I have been helping at). We have split all the missionaries up evenly between the two churches, and at each one we have a children's evangelism program and adult meeting with Southern speakers and translators. I'm helping at K9 and it's really awesome because almost all the people are "baby Christians" who we have been doing Bible studies with and are just hearing the word of God for the first time. Many people are so excited, asking questions, and even deciding to get married as they hear God's will for them and their families.

Please pray for us here! We need ALOT of prayer! Please pray for the children's program at Socorrito that the kids will be blessed. Pray that God works and that we can glorify Him with our actions and leadership! Please pray that people hear God's word of life and change their hearts!