Monday's Story from Ecuador

I have been so humbled by the things I have seen here in Puyo. Over and over again I realize how ungrateful I am and how bless I am to be an American. The poor that I have seen in the US cannot compare to that which I have seen here. On Monday, we visited a mother and her three young children. The house was no more than the size of a one car garage. There were three boards of wood on the bottom half of the door to act as a child-safety gate. The house only had two rooms separated by a shabby wooden-panel wall and a tattered sheet. The corner where the sink and cabinet were held only a dozen eggs and three coffee cups. The dishes stored under the sink looked unwashed and used beyond their years. There was an unfinished table and three old plastic lawn-chairs which Danielle, Bre and I sat on. The mother told with us that she and the children share a mattress on the floor in the other room. The two oldest children were no more than four and five and the youngest was two. The mother looked tiered and the sadness that she expressed to us showed on her face. There was no glass in the large window behind her; only a sheet was used to keep the elements out. With tears in her eyes, the young mother was not bitter about her situation but adamant in sharing with us that she still had hope in God. I was humbled by her response to the difficulties in her life; I know that I would not be able to react in the same way. My heart went out to her and the many others single mothers that have been abandoned or left widowed by their husbands.

Food 4 Puyo Project

Here is an informational video about my upcoming missions trip to Ecuador. I leave March 6th and return the 17th. Please be in prayer for me. Check out the teams blog at food4puyo.blogspot.com

If you would like to donate, send a check to:

East Auburn Baptist Church
560 Park Avenue
Auburn, ME 04210
Just write in the memo line: March Puyo, Ecuador trip.

Thank you for partnering with us to bring Hope to the Hopeless!!!

His Compassion, Our Commission

In the past I never thought God would or was calling me to South America, yet here am I only 6 weeks away from taking my second trip to Ecuador with in a year's time. It's remarkable of how God as taken me to this point. I was nine when I first gave my life to the Lord. I remember praying, "here I am, Lord. Send me." I didn't know what He would do with my prayer at the time but with child-like faith I trusted Him. Today, I see God's hand leading me to surrender even more and to allow Him to work in my life. I still don't know how God will continue to use me but I say, "here I am." The prayer of my heart can be expressed in a song written by a staff member, Dick Grout, of Elim Bible Institute where I attended college. I will leave you with that :-)
His compassion, our commission.Reveal to me Your heart for the nations.His compassion, our commission. As I follow You, send me. I don't know where this yes will lead me,but I am saying yes to You, I want to obey.Yes, I love You. Yes, I trust You. Yes, I'll follow You all the way.His compassion, our commission.Reveal to me Your heart for the nations.His compassion, our commission. As I follow You, send me.