Moments of friendship forged in the dirt and poverty of this beautiful third world country. Experiences shared as we painted rooms, prayed over children in the hospital, held crying babies and hugged hurting mothers. We could literally feel the bonds of friendship wrap around our group like an invisible thread of light in places filled with darkness. It was beautiful. Eye-catching. Breathtaking. God’s love manifested in the lives of ordinary women who accepted the call, stepped out of all that was comfortable and did what Jesus would do.
Moments of joy in witnessing God’s healing hand on a little girl named Daniella who now can walk!
Moments of just plain silly fun!
Taking the child in his arms, Jesus said to them, “Whoever welcomes one of these little children in my name welcomes me; and whoever welcomes me does not welcome me but the One who sent me.” (Mark 9.36-37)