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The Five Letter Word

"Quiet" ... My mere utterance of this taboo word in the hospital brings scolding from who ever hears it.  The thought being that the word being spoken aloud will bring a return of the craziness. The hospital is QUIET! For several weeks now, the hospital has been in a tranquil state. Clinic has been running as usual every week day with the emergency room and labor ward being open around the clock. But it has been quiet! No traumas, critically ill patients, or babies on ventilators for weeks now. 
We are so thankful that God has given us some time of tranquility to rest. To rest physically, emotionally, mentally, and spiritually and to recover from six really difficult months. The tranquility has brought time to slow down, to enjoy time in the Word, to make cookies, to spend time with friends in the village, to get away for the weekend, to paddle out to the reef and enjoy the beauty of God's creation. Time to stop and watch in the hospital hallway as a young amputee walked for the first time with his new prosthetic leg. Time for God to heal our hearts from the deep sorrow we have experienced from some really difficulty cases. For that, I am really grateful. 

 Praises
       The hospital is quiet!


Prayer Requests
1) For continued rest and rejuvenation 
2) For unity and healing of relationships within the missionary community. Living in such a small community brings beauty and some pretty significant challenges.
3) Financial provision is always a prayer request. I would not be here if it were not for all of you! If you feel led to support me financially, you can do so by clicking here.

Tranquility



Swimming with friends

Trip to the city to watch Frozen 2 in Spanish



The traffic was terrible!

Making cookies with Britany and Norma

New healthy baby!

Hospital coworkers and friends



Leading worship at church



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Location: Balfate, Honduras

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  1. UnknownFebruary 22, 2020 at 1:18 PM

    So glad to hear you guys are getting a little rest! When did you pick up the guitar? cool!

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