The stench of poverty waved through the air. It was thick as it took my breath away. My senses were overloaded, but oddly my heart was full. It didn’t take too long for me to feel overwhelmed. I think the heaviness of poverty hit the minute we drove in to Guatemala City dump communtiy. Then a sense of sorrow waved… Read More
day 15: god comes to the rescue and provides a birthday cake in guatemala.
I knew God had called me back to Guatemala to be a voice for the children there. I had heard it so vividly in my soul last February. But here we were, a team of 20, standing on Guatemalan soil and I was wondering again “how can I make a difference?” Waking up sleepily the first morning there was excitement… Read More
day 14: when you think you’re sent to rescue
As the team loaded up for Guatemala an exciting feeling loomed in the air. We were going to rescue! We were the #serveguate team from all over the US and Canada and God had called us to reach out and rescue others. There was an empowering edge that waved through those feelings. But it didn’t take God long to help… Read More
who’s going to guatemala and how you can come too.
I leave for Guatemala with a team of 20 incredible people tomorrow morning. I would love you to come along too. You can help us be a voice. This trip has been eight short months in the making. Last February I boarded a plane with 20 others for the Wrecked Guatemala mission trip. I wasn’t sure what the week would… Read More
my first mission trip and a homeless ministry.
Summertime calls my name today! In a BIG way. While I’d love to be present with you, I’m off to catch some rays and enjoy the silence. Will you visit my friends and read about my first mission trip and how to start a homeless ministry? For years I longed to go on a mission trip. I wanted to travel… Read More
let’s get uncomfortable together {here’s your invitation to join me for the guatemala mission trip}
Stepping in to the inner city to serve was scary. Writing a book about loving those who were different, Graffiti, along side a homeless man was out of my comfort zone. Beginning a homeless ministry that feeds 100’s every month stretched me beyond my comforts. But somewhere along that journey my uncomfortable became comfortable. The uncomfortable had become my… Read More