Monday, September 12, 2011

Did I tell you about our 2011 mission trip to Catacamas?

Only 6 got to go this summer. Mike, Phillip, Laronda, Cary, Alexis and myself. It was a great trip, even though it was a small group. We got to meet a lot of new people and held several Bible classes for 500 or so children. Thankfully, the largest class was around 120 at la Colonia Agricola, and the smallest was at el Encino with about 35 kiddos. We enjoyed a lot of home visits this year, with one trek taking us down a muddy road, across a small river, through several corn fields, under barbed wire fences...and back again.
















The first picture is a home where funds were donated for a new roof for the family.

Here is a family receiving a food bag with staples like flour, sugar, lard, corn meal and other basics. We funded about 120 food bags. We didn't get to deliver all of them while we were there, but the others were distributed afterwards.

Here Laronda is getting a hug after leaving this lady some food. We had an awesome trip and hope to go again soon.



Sunday, September 11, 2011

Remembering 9-11-01

Tuesday morning, September 11, 2001. I was sitting in our living room. Drinking coffee. Watching The Today Show on NBC, channel 5. David was at work. That's what I was doing on 9/11. Wow! How awful! Tragic! Then, the second plane hit! Shock! Anger! Sadness! Not sure why I didn't immediately call David, but I just sat there. Glued to the television. Finally, I had to get out of the house, so I went walking in the neighborhood. Not much traffic. Guessed everyone else was glued to their televisions, too. One of the things that still touches me to this day is remembering all of the pictures of lost loved ones posted everywhere. People desperate for word about someone they loved. I was thankful all my loved ones were safe, but saddened that so many had died needlessly. I prayed that God would comfort them. I still pray that same prayer. Since 9-11... Ten years have gone by so fast and I'm thinking back, over all that has happened. Remembering those lost loved ones. Daddy. Feldon. Corwin. Granny Johnson. Billy. Many others... Remembering joys... such as when our grandchildren, Lindsay, Brayden and Shelby, were born... Being able to go on the four mission trips to Honduras and meeting so many sweet people there and sharing the Good News about Jesus with them. I thank God for my family, my church family, for friends, for all He has given me. I am truly blessed. Thank You, God!