27 days baby!

Don't get me wrong- I wouldn't trade this time to be home. I've been more impacted during these last three months than I even know. But I am really excited to go home soon. Lately I've been missing the comforts of home, and my family. I'm still happy to be here though, and I really need to stick with it and not get tired, distracted or lazy. Pray that my team will stay focused on the task at hand- sharing in the glory of God! Having the privelege to look like Jesus to these kids, loving them like he would. And pray for the hearts of the children in Gruar squatter village... the God will touch them in a way that will change their lives.


It was a sad day on wednesday. When we got to the orphanage, we learned that one of the babies, Armondo, had died in the middle of the night. He had been there for a few months, and several of the staff, and some of the team had grown attached to him. What's more, it was a complete surprise to find that he'd passed away, because no one saw it coming. Admittedly, Gentle Hands never knew the full extent of his health. It seems there must have been something wrong inside the guy that no one knew. The workers were obviously still somewhat in shock while we were there that day. A few Ate's came in to pick a last outfit for the baby to wear. Mondo had club foot, which he had just gotten surgery for. He also had a cleft pallet, so when he smiled his upper lip would spread out and we'd all smile. He was a very cute little baby and I didn't want to let his memory slip away without at the very least writing about him.