And now we’ve arrived at part three of my Wilmer trilogy.   (Where is part one and two, you ask?  Aqui and aqui.) Here is a small sample of the phrases I’ve been hearing every since that day he first gave me a ring: God is so good, Jenny. Have you been praying?  He’s faithful and…

(This is part two of a two, maybe three, part blog.  To start from the beginning, click here.) “Hola Yeni? It’s Wilmer….Wilmer Martinez?   As though I wouldn’t immediately think of him.  As though I hadn’t unfriended a slight acquaintance on Facebook because every time I saw a green dot next to the name Wilmer,…

Years ago, this blog was often dominated by one kid. Wilmer. He was the perfect success story. Until he wasn’t. He ran away from Proniño in 2011 and at first, it just seemed silly. He did very well in school. Was our resident artist. Had lots of friends. Was the perfect blend of mischievous and…

To love at all is to be vulnerable.  Love anything, and your heart certainly will be wrung and possibly broken.  If you want to make sure of keeping it intact, you must give your heart to no one…Wrap it carefully round with hobbies and little luxuries; avoid all entanglements; lock it up safe in the…

I’m back from a way too long blogging hiatus.  I mean, I made a commitment to weekly blogging and I want to stick to it!!  There are many things that I’ll be blogging about in the next few weeks.  This was an incredible trip filled with the children that I love and a rockin team….

I have started this blog four times.  Hopefully, this time I´ll figure out exactly what I want to say.  I feel like the journalist in the 80´s movies at the typewriter with crumpled pieces of paper covering my feet.  Here we go.  Take 5, Action! I always so badly want to do what is right. …

A child that continues to be the topic of my posts is Wilmer.  Since April of last year I’ve been praying for him, looking for him, then praying for him some more.  And frankly, I’ve been quite angry with God through most of this.  I’ve prayed.  I’ve dedicated  hours and hours and hours to looking…

I told myself that today was going to be a day of hours of reading and journaling. I’m reading a book called “Permission to Speak Freely” by Anne Jackson and it’s excellent. But I just read this: “How many times have you been encouraged by reading a story in the Scriptures or hearing a story…

Maybe someday I’ll be able to start a post without prefacing it when it’s a rough one. Today is not that day. This post is a little rough. I first met Nelson and Moises when they arrived in Nueva Esperanza in August of last year. I found them huddled in a corner, crying. They were…

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