Tuesday, December 7, 2010
Robes and Green Hunting Boots
Lately I have been feeling sorry for myself. Being that i'm human and a self absorbed sinner, this is common in the everyday life of Molly Purvis Townsend. Mostly i've been telling God that i'm ready for a baby. I keep telling Him that I need for Him to open up adoption in Guatemala or that I need Him to block the birth control (not really, but i kind of wish it sometimes). The other day I was taking a long jog, and steadily praying. Praying for the regulars... and suddenly I was overwhelmed with a realization... Holy Spirit... Yes. As I was praying for our community, our state, and our nation, I began to think about the sacrifice God made during this season. How He allowed His son to be born into a sick world. A sinner's world. It was a bit overwhelming and so I started running harder (it's how I cope). As I continued to praise God for this gift and sacrifice, He told me something else. "As you sit here and moan and groan about how YOU want a child and you want me to do something about it, there are mothers all over the world shedding tear upon tear because they have brought a child into this world that they cannot take care of, they cannot feed, they cannot keep warm. Pray for those women, and i'll give you a child whenever I feel like it's right." PUNCH.ME.IN.THE.GUT. When I got home, I took a shower, put on my robe and green hunting boots, walked outside, looked at my beautiful yard, my beautiful life, gathered my firewood, and thanked God for exactly where He has me at this moment in life.... and began the journey of praying not for God to give me a child, but for God to deliver those women and children that He made me aware of.
Tuesday, September 14, 2010
Living Large in T-Town!
Life at the Townsend house has been caaa--rrraaazyy lately! We've started too many house projects and have finished not enough of them... sad. It is coming along slowly. Our weekends have been filled with family, friends, beaches, and WORK.
I've had alot on my mind, so because of the lack of sleep, i've been able to finally complete the foyer and start working on the bathroom. I also switched the office and the dining room. I needed more space in the office because I spend so much time in here. I moved ever piece of furniture by myself. Stephen got mad. I can't help that i'm super strong and determined.
Also in new news... I will be going to work for Intech Studios (Daddy's company). It's going to be a great opportunity and I'm really excited/nervous about it.
I also got a new vacuum cleaner and now i vacuum all the time, just because i love the streaks it makes on the carpet.
Brees, the cat is sick... again. She has the snots and the cough. Poor Kit. As I am typing this, she just hacked.
This morning, I got so excited about how cool it felt outside, that I went and bought patio furniture! Good news: It was on clearance!
Here are some pics of the pad... I forgot to take pictures of "before"... so i only have the after. Just pretend that the old looked so bad and the new looks so good you can't hardly believe your eyes.
poor stevie... this was after he stripped the ceiling and sanded it.
sanding the walls in the foyer...
brees the cat.
the completed foyer!!!
shelves in the kitchen
the office A ( a work in progress)
the office B
brees, the cat
and we can't forget how much fun skyping with Adelle and Emily is on Friday mornings!! See?? Hilarious!
forgive me for the fisheye lens pictures... it's what was on my camera at the time.
Pictures of the new shutters stephen built me and my new patio set coming soon!
I've had alot on my mind, so because of the lack of sleep, i've been able to finally complete the foyer and start working on the bathroom. I also switched the office and the dining room. I needed more space in the office because I spend so much time in here. I moved ever piece of furniture by myself. Stephen got mad. I can't help that i'm super strong and determined.
Also in new news... I will be going to work for Intech Studios (Daddy's company). It's going to be a great opportunity and I'm really excited/nervous about it.
I also got a new vacuum cleaner and now i vacuum all the time, just because i love the streaks it makes on the carpet.
Brees, the cat is sick... again. She has the snots and the cough. Poor Kit. As I am typing this, she just hacked.
This morning, I got so excited about how cool it felt outside, that I went and bought patio furniture! Good news: It was on clearance!
Here are some pics of the pad... I forgot to take pictures of "before"... so i only have the after. Just pretend that the old looked so bad and the new looks so good you can't hardly believe your eyes.
the living room A
the living room B
Gran gave me that red chair. We had the brown one there (see below), but it made the room way too dark. I LOVE my new treasure! It's my spot. Also... I found that little silver end table at marshalls for $30. Whoop yo whaat?! That's so cheap fo a table!
table behind the couch...
forgive me for the fisheye lens pictures... it's what was on my camera at the time.
Pictures of the new shutters stephen built me and my new patio set coming soon!
Monday, July 26, 2010
Pray for the entire world
Here lately, I have been tossing and turning thoughts around in my head. I get more and more hungry everyday for God's word, for that time with Him, for answers, for wisdom. I don't feel like there is anymore room in my head or heart for any more knowledge, and then BAM... I'm hit with more. It's a bit overwhelming and i'm so very tired, but still so very hungry. I look forward to the time I spend in prayer and reading the Word. Stephen and I are making adjustments and praying and trying to listen. And daily giving up ourselves for His purpose, though we fail so many times throughout the day, we are striving for more. I just got done reading the book Radical by David Platt. All I can say is... it's radical. If you don't want to be challenged spiritually and if you don't want to desire God and if you don't want to feel convicted and if you are perfectly content with where you are, then DON'T read this book. David Platt is not God and any book written by man should be weighed against God's true Word. BUT he has got some strong, solid points that will make you fall to your knees and ready to seek more of God and the book has thrown me into these constant spiritual thoughts, desires, and this constant unfed hunger that is satisfied briefly by reading the Word and spending time in prayer. The Holy Spirit used his words and this book to speak to me and challenge me to make some serious changes in my life. At the end of the book he presents a challenge called the Radical Experiment. Over the course of a year he challenges you to 1. Pray for the entire world. 2. Read through the entire Word. 3. Sacrifice your money for a specific purpose. 4. Spend time in another context. 5. Commit your life to multiplying the community.
1. I thought to myself... pray for the entire world... thats pretty broad. How and where will I even start? He gives you a link to website and/or book called Operation World. It gives you a country a day to pray for and then gives you specific prayer needs, and some information on the country. This particular challenge has truly humbled me and brought me to my knees. This world is much bigger than what I imagined. It's filled with hurt, lost people, confused people, and millions of people who are so much less fortunate than you and I. So why me? Why did I get to be born in America and be brought up in a Christian home, surrounded by Christian friends? Why do I get to be healthy and able to pay my bills and live in a house with a car? No other reason than by the grace of God. That's it. Every gift, every penny, every article of clothing, every job, everything that I have or will have is a gift, not aquired from me or what I did or what I have accomplished, but because God allowed me to have it. What am I to do with this gift? I am to go. I am to share. I am to pray. I am to teach. I have been given the ability and opportunity that so many people around the world do not have. I have been given the ability to read God's Word and study it and know it and research the meaning and so many around the world know nothing of it, or do not have access to it, or have to try and learn it in secret, without someone to teach them or without being able to research it. Humbling. Convicting. So far, I have prayed for Kasakhstan, Lesotho, South Korea, Kenya, and Kuwait. For example: today was Lesotho. This is a country in South Africa... This is what the prayer list looks like for this particular country.
The people of Lesotho are prisoners of their geographical position, the divisions and powerlessness of their politicians and lack of resources. The 1998 South African invasion has left the population angry and frustrated. Pray that God-fearing, honest leaders may be raised up for the good of all.
The Sotho have been largely Christian for generations but traditionalism and nominalism are widespread in both the Catholic Church and the Lesotho Evangelical Church. The latter is the fruit of the great pioneering work of French missionaries of the Paris Missionary Society. The rapid increase in the number of newer churches with evangelistic zeal has challenged the mainline Churches to become more spiritually vital and relevant. Pray for a humble harmony between the different denominations in place of considerable antagonism. Pray also for this land to be changed by the power of the Holy Spirit.
The newer, evangelical, Pentecostal and charismatic denominations and agencies have seen growth (AIM, YWAM, IMB-SBC, and various South African groups). Special items for prayer:
a) Bible teaching. There are four residential Bible schools, including the Apostolic Church Mobile School and the Jesu Evangeli Centre ministry with potential to provide this.
b) Leadership. The mainline, Catholic and Pentecostal churches in Lesotho have been under local leadership for many years, but a new level of leadership is emerging in the charismatic churches that is cooperating to win the nation for Christ.
c) A nation-wide prayer movement has brought a new dynamism to the witness of believers, but this vision needs to be maintained.
d) Empowering of women in Christian leadership – the absence of many men and the lower proportion of committed Christians among them makes this essential for the survival of congregations.
Areas of special challenge in ministry:
a) AIDS has become a terrible reality and the incidence of HIV has risen to 24% of the adult population. Churches have neither the resources nor the vision to tackle the disaster. (24% is absolutely insane to me.)
b) The Sephiri, a secret society to which many churchgoers from most denominations belong. Witchcraft and ancestor worship are taught and practised along with Christian ritual. Pray for both the exposure of this demonic delusion and for its followers to come to a living faith. (result of lack of biblical knowledge?)
c) The more syncretistic, indigenous churches. Many of these groups with their robes, uniforms and ceremonies have little understanding of the Truth and need to be sensitively helped to a more biblical theology.
d) The mountain population of 600,000, most nominally Christian, but having little contact with the life-giving gospel. Various evangelical agencies have initiated outreach to them. Major agencies are AIM, Joy to the World, YWAM, Fill the Gap Ministries, the Full Gospel Church, Zoe Bible Church and Global Evangelism Ministries. Many villages are only accessible on horseback, others by MAF plane.
Migrant labourers in South Africa. Lack of work opportunities in Lesotho forces 37% of the men to seek employment in the mines and on the farms of South Africa. AEF has a fruitful evangelistic ministry in the mine compounds. Pray for lasting conversions and effective discipling follow-through.
Christian support ministries:
a) MAF has a unique and vital role in this land of high mountains and few roads. MAF planes operate on 26 landing strips – many in difficult terrain. They provide support for Christian workers and a flying doctor service. Pray for these pilots, their families/support teams and for their safety.
b) The JESUS film is being widely used in English and Sotho and is effective in planting new churches.
c) Christian radio – TWR Swaziland broadcasts daily in both English and Sotho.
phew...
I will save the other 4 challenges for another time because my thoughts on the next 4 challenges are still a whirlwind of words.
1. I thought to myself... pray for the entire world... thats pretty broad. How and where will I even start? He gives you a link to website and/or book called Operation World. It gives you a country a day to pray for and then gives you specific prayer needs, and some information on the country. This particular challenge has truly humbled me and brought me to my knees. This world is much bigger than what I imagined. It's filled with hurt, lost people, confused people, and millions of people who are so much less fortunate than you and I. So why me? Why did I get to be born in America and be brought up in a Christian home, surrounded by Christian friends? Why do I get to be healthy and able to pay my bills and live in a house with a car? No other reason than by the grace of God. That's it. Every gift, every penny, every article of clothing, every job, everything that I have or will have is a gift, not aquired from me or what I did or what I have accomplished, but because God allowed me to have it. What am I to do with this gift? I am to go. I am to share. I am to pray. I am to teach. I have been given the ability and opportunity that so many people around the world do not have. I have been given the ability to read God's Word and study it and know it and research the meaning and so many around the world know nothing of it, or do not have access to it, or have to try and learn it in secret, without someone to teach them or without being able to research it. Humbling. Convicting. So far, I have prayed for Kasakhstan, Lesotho, South Korea, Kenya, and Kuwait. For example: today was Lesotho. This is a country in South Africa... This is what the prayer list looks like for this particular country.
The people of Lesotho are prisoners of their geographical position, the divisions and powerlessness of their politicians and lack of resources. The 1998 South African invasion has left the population angry and frustrated. Pray that God-fearing, honest leaders may be raised up for the good of all.
The Sotho have been largely Christian for generations but traditionalism and nominalism are widespread in both the Catholic Church and the Lesotho Evangelical Church. The latter is the fruit of the great pioneering work of French missionaries of the Paris Missionary Society. The rapid increase in the number of newer churches with evangelistic zeal has challenged the mainline Churches to become more spiritually vital and relevant. Pray for a humble harmony between the different denominations in place of considerable antagonism. Pray also for this land to be changed by the power of the Holy Spirit.
The newer, evangelical, Pentecostal and charismatic denominations and agencies have seen growth (AIM, YWAM, IMB-SBC, and various South African groups). Special items for prayer:
a) Bible teaching. There are four residential Bible schools, including the Apostolic Church Mobile School and the Jesu Evangeli Centre ministry with potential to provide this.
b) Leadership. The mainline, Catholic and Pentecostal churches in Lesotho have been under local leadership for many years, but a new level of leadership is emerging in the charismatic churches that is cooperating to win the nation for Christ.
c) A nation-wide prayer movement has brought a new dynamism to the witness of believers, but this vision needs to be maintained.
d) Empowering of women in Christian leadership – the absence of many men and the lower proportion of committed Christians among them makes this essential for the survival of congregations.
Areas of special challenge in ministry:
a) AIDS has become a terrible reality and the incidence of HIV has risen to 24% of the adult population. Churches have neither the resources nor the vision to tackle the disaster. (24% is absolutely insane to me.)
b) The Sephiri, a secret society to which many churchgoers from most denominations belong. Witchcraft and ancestor worship are taught and practised along with Christian ritual. Pray for both the exposure of this demonic delusion and for its followers to come to a living faith. (result of lack of biblical knowledge?)
c) The more syncretistic, indigenous churches. Many of these groups with their robes, uniforms and ceremonies have little understanding of the Truth and need to be sensitively helped to a more biblical theology.
d) The mountain population of 600,000, most nominally Christian, but having little contact with the life-giving gospel. Various evangelical agencies have initiated outreach to them. Major agencies are AIM, Joy to the World, YWAM, Fill the Gap Ministries, the Full Gospel Church, Zoe Bible Church and Global Evangelism Ministries. Many villages are only accessible on horseback, others by MAF plane.
Migrant labourers in South Africa. Lack of work opportunities in Lesotho forces 37% of the men to seek employment in the mines and on the farms of South Africa. AEF has a fruitful evangelistic ministry in the mine compounds. Pray for lasting conversions and effective discipling follow-through.
Christian support ministries:
a) MAF has a unique and vital role in this land of high mountains and few roads. MAF planes operate on 26 landing strips – many in difficult terrain. They provide support for Christian workers and a flying doctor service. Pray for these pilots, their families/support teams and for their safety.
b) The JESUS film is being widely used in English and Sotho and is effective in planting new churches.
c) Christian radio – TWR Swaziland broadcasts daily in both English and Sotho.
phew...
I will save the other 4 challenges for another time because my thoughts on the next 4 challenges are still a whirlwind of words.
Monday, July 19, 2010
Weekend Fun
Stephen and I had a grand ole time this weekend. We spent the night Friday night in Bunkie where we got to love on our precious niece and nephew. There were lots and lots of kisses given. I forgot my camera... again. sorry. Then we had a fun time at the twin aunts surprise birthday party. Poor Stephen had a rough day yesterday. He has 2 renters currently moving out and so there is lots of cleanting and painting to do this week. I told him I would help if he really needed me to.... I'm selfless like that.
As most of you know, Stephen works for a company that manages nursing homes around the state. He is their IT guy... so he regularly comes home with stories about residents. This one has been the best by far. This morning I got to work and I get this chat message pop up from Stephen... I cannot directly quote it due to some choice wording, but it went something like this:
"I just had a lady in a wheel chair grab my arm and yelled out to everyone that this is the (choice word) that snuck in my room last night and tried to (choice word) me. She said she had a time pushing me off. She wouldn't let go of my arm. Some nurses ran over to help me. What a morning. Did you make it to work ok?"
Can I tell you I chuckled for at least 5 minutes. Trying to do so quietly so no one would hear me. I keep picturing his face when she screamed this across the facility. Poor Stevey.
Thursday my parents and I are heading to Destin to have a birthday celebration with the Blackwells!! Adelle will be 1! I am pretty pumped!
Sorry for the pointless post... I felt like I needed one in between serious posts... and i have a serious one flying around in my head that I will soon need to write down. So stay tuned folks.
As most of you know, Stephen works for a company that manages nursing homes around the state. He is their IT guy... so he regularly comes home with stories about residents. This one has been the best by far. This morning I got to work and I get this chat message pop up from Stephen... I cannot directly quote it due to some choice wording, but it went something like this:
"I just had a lady in a wheel chair grab my arm and yelled out to everyone that this is the (choice word) that snuck in my room last night and tried to (choice word) me. She said she had a time pushing me off. She wouldn't let go of my arm. Some nurses ran over to help me. What a morning. Did you make it to work ok?"
Can I tell you I chuckled for at least 5 minutes. Trying to do so quietly so no one would hear me. I keep picturing his face when she screamed this across the facility. Poor Stevey.
Thursday my parents and I are heading to Destin to have a birthday celebration with the Blackwells!! Adelle will be 1! I am pretty pumped!
Sorry for the pointless post... I felt like I needed one in between serious posts... and i have a serious one flying around in my head that I will soon need to write down. So stay tuned folks.
Tuesday, July 13, 2010
Guatemala 2010
To start this little story off... I want you to know that yesterday I spent an entire hour writing/uploading pictures to this particular entry. I was very proud of myself... when I hit "publish" it lost it all. Yep... every bit of it. So i'm starting over... with fewer pictures. If you would like to look at the over 500 pictures here are the links.
Stephen and I committed to this trip I guess back in January or February. We had been planning on a trip to Alaska, but after a sermon we heard from our pastor, we felt very led to look at how we were spending our money and where we could better serve. I have always wanted to go on a mission trip with Stephen so this was a dream come true for me! We stayed in prayer about the trip for the most part... I didnt really feel like I was whole-heartily praying about it though. I would pray the same prayer everyday, but looking back now, I was getting consumed with the world, and therefore my time with God was not as intimate and precious as it should've been. I feel like we were getting caught up in the wants and material desires that Satan loves to use to distract you.
Getting ready for the trip, we were (or maybe just me) a big ball of nerves, anxiety, fear, excitement. We traveled with a team of 26 people from Calvary. All of which brought something very different to the table. Talents and personalities were all different, but all essential and all hand picked by God specifically for this trip.
We started the trip off with a tour of Hope of Life. Carlos Vargas is the creator/founder of this organization. His testimony is pretty awesome. He has promised God that if he'll provide, he will devote his life to helping his people. He has since basically purchased a mountain, built an orphanage, a nursing home, a nutrition center, a school, a store, mission homes, green houses, tilapia ponds, a row of homes for the homeless, and is currently building a 5 story hospital. We were so moved/overwhelmed by his dreams. He told us that he never ever wanted to stop dreaming. When one dream was fulfilled, he would dream again and God would provide. He said when he stops dreaming, he'll be dead. WHOA. Kind of convicted us about what we are investing our time and money in... Retirement included. 
We visited the nursing home and nutritional center first. Can I tell you that I loved those babies so much? I did. I fell in love with Junior, a little 3 year old who was malnourished and very small because of it. He loved to be held and loved on. They all did. They would all stand up in their baby beds and look at you with those big brown eyes in anticipation. When you'd simply touch them, they'd grin from ear to ear. I'll never forget those faces and i'll also never forget the faces I saw when we had to put them back in their beds. Abandonment.Carlos described the Nutrition Center and the Nursing home as the "forgotten people". The people left to die because they can't take care of themselves. He has a special place in his heart for these people groups.
Next visit was the Orphanage. These kids came out of the woodwork to greet us. One after another they'd come running up hugging us "hola senorita" "hola senor". So precious. This was Stephen's favorite area. The kids loved him and he loved them. After working in the villages everyday Stephen would go up to the orphanage and play soccer with the kids. It was really really neat to see him in that setting, loving on children of all ages and to see the joy on their faces as they would flock to him. God has opened both of our hearts to adoption through this trip and we are currently praying about the plan that God has for us concerning adoption.
We then toured the rest of the property by bus... and stopped to see the houses that Carlos's teams had built for families who were homeless or living on hardly anything. Calvary's VBS kids raised $4000 in pennies and funded one of these houses which was built while we were there by some of the Calvary team, Carlos's team, and a team from another church. It was a very moving moment when we got to dedicate the house to a family who had just lost their husband/father and therefore lost their income. It may not look like much, and to our standards it's not. There was one room with a bunk bed and a twin bed, a table, four chairs and a section on the side of the house with a shower and a real toilet. Compared to what these people lived in before... this was nice.
Below are some pictures of the children who were running around in this area. They loved candy!
The rest of the day we separated medicines and stuffed bags with food to be distributed in the village that we would be going to the next day.
The next 72 hours were filled with a whirlwind of emotions. On our first trip to the village we arrived, saw the line and the mass amount of people and the bus grew silent. It was overwhelming. It was overwhelming to see how badly they wanted and desired anything from us. Whether that was material or physical. How they were grateful for back washed 
gatorade bottles, for our half eaten peanut butter sandwiches covered in flies, for half of a cookie, for hot bottles of water half empty, for a torn coloring page, for 2 crayons, for a pat on the back, or a shoulder to lean on, for someone to hold their baby, for someone to SEE them. At the end of the day we would leave a village, most of the time there were people left waiting to see the doctors and those people would wave goodbye to our bus yelling "gracious" and smiling. Telling us thank you when they haven't even been seen. Waving as we drove away going to go eat a hot meal and to throw away what we didnt want, as we left to go take showers with soap and hot water, as we used our bathrooms with toilets that flushed, as we went to sleep on our mattresses with our blankets and our air conditioners on full blast, as we rode in our buses, and vans, and cars to get from point a to point b. As I write this I can see the sights and smell the smells and feel the feelings of that trip. I can see those babies filthy dirty with no shoes, and only one meal a day. Those mamas with 6 children and pregnant with the 7th. Those women, men, and children wearing clothes 2 sizes too big or 2 sizes too small, those children who were passing worms because of lack of hygiene, the kids who grinned from ear to ear when we would give them a jolly rancher or paint their fingernails. The little girls who would stand in line to get their nails painted, wipe it off and stand in line again just to be touched by us. I can see and smell the people at the dump, who literally built their village, if you can even call it that, around a land fill. The grandmother who is trying to feed 12 grand kids by breaking glass and getting paid $3 a month. The baby girl with dirt covering her face and yet her eyes were smiling. The people digging in the garbage for anything and everything. Watching the children come running when we arrived with food... only to fill up their containers found in the garbage with chicken stock soup and a tortilla. Watching babies sit in dirt with no diapers and no clothes. Listening to a baby crying, sitting alone on the concrete, only longing for someone to hold him. Watching girls half my age walk into the clinic 6 months pregnant with their 2nd, 3rd, or 4th child. The little girls who followed me around just so they could hold onto my hand or my arm, the joy the people had when their church was rebuilt... they had a 4 hour church service that night. We get cranky when ours lasts over an hour and a half. The laughter of the little boys when i'd show them the silly pictures i took of them, the silence among the team when the reality of poverty hit us, the passion in Carlos and his team's voices. I pray that I will never ever forget these images, and sounds. The trip was truly life-changing. Stephen and I will be going back as soon as we can. God has softened our hearts through this and we are forever grateful for that.
gatorade bottles, for our half eaten peanut butter sandwiches covered in flies, for half of a cookie, for hot bottles of water half empty, for a torn coloring page, for 2 crayons, for a pat on the back, or a shoulder to lean on, for someone to hold their baby, for someone to SEE them. At the end of the day we would leave a village, most of the time there were people left waiting to see the doctors and those people would wave goodbye to our bus yelling "gracious" and smiling. Telling us thank you when they haven't even been seen. Waving as we drove away going to go eat a hot meal and to throw away what we didnt want, as we left to go take showers with soap and hot water, as we used our bathrooms with toilets that flushed, as we went to sleep on our mattresses with our blankets and our air conditioners on full blast, as we rode in our buses, and vans, and cars to get from point a to point b. As I write this I can see the sights and smell the smells and feel the feelings of that trip. I can see those babies filthy dirty with no shoes, and only one meal a day. Those mamas with 6 children and pregnant with the 7th. Those women, men, and children wearing clothes 2 sizes too big or 2 sizes too small, those children who were passing worms because of lack of hygiene, the kids who grinned from ear to ear when we would give them a jolly rancher or paint their fingernails. The little girls who would stand in line to get their nails painted, wipe it off and stand in line again just to be touched by us. I can see and smell the people at the dump, who literally built their village, if you can even call it that, around a land fill. The grandmother who is trying to feed 12 grand kids by breaking glass and getting paid $3 a month. The baby girl with dirt covering her face and yet her eyes were smiling. The people digging in the garbage for anything and everything. Watching the children come running when we arrived with food... only to fill up their containers found in the garbage with chicken stock soup and a tortilla. Watching babies sit in dirt with no diapers and no clothes. Listening to a baby crying, sitting alone on the concrete, only longing for someone to hold him. Watching girls half my age walk into the clinic 6 months pregnant with their 2nd, 3rd, or 4th child. The little girls who followed me around just so they could hold onto my hand or my arm, the joy the people had when their church was rebuilt... they had a 4 hour church service that night. We get cranky when ours lasts over an hour and a half. The laughter of the little boys when i'd show them the silly pictures i took of them, the silence among the team when the reality of poverty hit us, the passion in Carlos and his team's voices. I pray that I will never ever forget these images, and sounds. The trip was truly life-changing. Stephen and I will be going back as soon as we can. God has softened our hearts through this and we are forever grateful for that.
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