Carmita’s “new princess smile”

Before Three years ago Carmita, along with her sister Romelia, came to live with Bill and Tammy here at the orphanage. She had gotten beaten all night long by her drunken father. Through much prayer and love many of her  scars have disappeared however everytime she smiled we were reminded of the physical abuse she experienced…
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Hope

On January 12th, 2006 my son Caleb was born in Plano, TX. Three months later in Arriaga, Chiapas a little boy by the name of Christian would be born to a prostitute with AIDS. The other day as I watched them chase each other I thought about the contrasting worlds…
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Faith

We have a brother in our church that everytime you ask him how he is doing, he answers "Thank God, I'm doing well". What a faith statement because this brother is battling cancer and it is obvious that the chemo has taken a toll on his body. Wednesday night we found him walking home…
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Love

As I was walking out of the church on Valentine's day my husband informed me a family had come to visit from another town and he wanted to have them over for lunch. I immediately said, "no way!" A flood of thoughts came in "I have other plans, I don't even…
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Thus far has the Lord helped us…

October 19th, 2009 marked our one year aniversary as missionaries with El Faro de Esperanza in Arriaga, Chiapas MEXICO. On Sunday my wife testified in the service of God´s faithfulness to take care of us thus far. Listening to her recount the miracles of our Father´s financial provision, divine health…
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Answered Prayers

We recently had a need for two of our Junior High girls to switch schools due to concerns about the quality of their education and peer pressure. This led us to inquire about a private Junior High here in town. Upon discovering the cost of tuition each month the team…
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Who He Calls

A few weeks ago, I was walking around town. It is not unusual to see drunks passed out on the sidewalk here. As I made my way to a store I could see that a drunk was right on my way and there was no way to get around him.…
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A Knock at the Door

First knock: little children who come every day to eat a meal here. Their torn clothes, matted hair and calloused feet do not take away from their cuteness. We stopped asking what they need and just wash their hands, pray with them and feed them. Second knock: a single mom…
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