Archive | March, 2013

Foto de Familia…

25 Mar

Foto de Familia...

This is the amazing group of people I get to go to Ecuador with.

We are more than a team… we are a FAMILY.
All on one accord that we desperatly love Ecuador.

Our Tribal Names (left to right):
New Kid, Orphan Face, Outburst Soul, Drowining Feline, P-Cola, African Blues, Gringo Bama, Spider Mafia, Quiet Storm, and Fierce Mohawk


Sólo un vistazo…

11 Mar

Sólo un vistazo…

History carves his features.
His story crafts his silhouette.
This artwork made priceless…


Cita del Día…

9 Mar

“The biggest hinderance to the missionary task is self…
Self that refuses to die. Self that refuses to sacrifice.
Self that refuses to give. Self that refuses to go.”

-Thomas Hale (missionary to Nepal)

Actualización Rápida…

7 Mar

Today I engaged in the All-American sport of shopping and now I completely regret it.

Walking through the mall all I could think about was Ecuador. How spoiled I was to shop in these arenas of vanity, meanwhile they clothe themselves with the contents of the earth. Every hanger seemed to bear the face of a Shuar person. The heaviness of the bags could not match the weight on my conscience.

Clothes do not matter. People matter.

Billed remorse and taxed guilt, I simply spent more than my heart could afford. Every dollar exchanged could have went into the pocket of the trip. It is time to be more intentional about my spending.

–Dios respira vida en sueños aparentemente imposibles


Baile Hermoso de los Pies…

5 Mar

Watch as her dancing swifts you away into the beautiful culture of her soil.

Every hop holding hands with the beat, imprinting earth with her footprints, scattering fossils of her soul for others to marvel and to remember.

My love,
I will always marvel… I will always remember…

–Dios respira vida en sueños aparentemente imposibles

It all started with 24 Hour Prayer…

3 Mar

My school has this event called “24 Hour Prayer”, it is when you essesntially pray for 24 hours in our chapel. Honestly, during these hours, all I desired was for Him to reveal my calling. God had another agenda…

God was silent for majority of the time, then we entered a time of prayer for our city. Suddenly my ear drums rung with the sound of people’s cries. Here I was only asking God to benefit me and not realizing the bigger picture. He was showing me that, before Ecuador, this city was my mission field.

My selfishness peeled away. Tear drops began to shed layers of mourning for those who were hurting. My face melted to the ground.  “O, God have I been this blind?” Before I can ever have a heart for those across the world, I must first learn what is means to love those in own my backyard.

The love I learn here will extend to the multitude over there

Every weight that my city felt was now on my shoulders. I refuse mimic China’s one child policy and only nurse Ecuador, I will now bear you in my soul as well my love. Forgive me for abandoning you.

The stars cannot outnumber my thoughts for you. I am quick to feel your pain and even faster to help mend your wounds. At first I was blind, but now I see you behind the veil of my selfishness. I see you. In all your beauty. While others only see the dirt you harbor, all I can picture is the potential of uncovering diamonds. You are now my missions field too.IMG_20130203_212424<

–Dios respira vida en sueños aparentemente imposibles <—Check out this link to see how my team is impacting our city!


Yus Anemmawai…

3 Mar

Yus Anemmawai...

A while ago God painted this beautiful picture in my mind:

I am in the heart of the Amazon jungle, a little Shuar girl is resting on my lap and tells me “Yus Anemmawai” (Jesus loves you-in the Shuar language). Here I thought I would explaining God’s love to her, when in fact she is showing me.

Truly, they will teach me far more than I could ever teach them.