Compassion Guatemala


Full Circle

Full Circle


Posted By on Oct 13, 2011 in Compassion Guatemala | 6 comments

It was just over a year ago that I found myself in Guatemala on a blogging trip with Compassion International. I was petrified. I was in over my head. And I was in over my heart. Before I left I only expressed how deep my fear ran to a handful of friends, but Justin and Trish Davis knew. And they wouldn’t let me depart without gathering their whole family to pray over me. On one of the last days we were in Guatemala, I was...

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I have realized something about myself. I don’t do well when I get behind. To be more accurate, if I am not leading or running with the pack, I seem to lose interest, fall further back…and quit. Whether its something important like working through a Bible reading plan or something meaningless like playing a Words with Friends game, the urge is always the same. When the gap between where I am and where I should be gets too...

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As soon as I was asked to go to Guatemala with Compassion International last fall, I began cyber-stalking the other bloggers have a better grasp of who would be on the trip. I’m no dummy, I understood that the other bloggers could make or break this experience. Thankfully I already knew, or kind of knew, or virtually knew, Lisa-Jo. We had several mutual friends and had interacted online dozens of times. And I genuinely looked...

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Still Processing

Still Processing


Posted By on Sep 17, 2010 in Compassion Guatemala | 23 comments

I woke up this morning in Sunriver, Oregon for the final day of The Building Champions Experience excited about the progress made on my life plan and vision but still struggling to process everything I have experienced over the last two weeks. How does what I saw and experienced in Guatemala fit into my future? What is God’s vision and purpose for my life? How can I live more intentionally? And most importantly, how can I live...

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I returned from Guatemala late Sunday afternoon. My first stop was the laundry room to erase the undeniable evidence from my trip, the stench of poverty. I showered and went to church. (I can’t tell you how much I love that evening service. I was desperately needing the worship and fellowship.) I grabbed yogurt with a close friend. I crawled into bed and slept. Monday morning arrived and I was instantly jolted back into...

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Today we visited the Guatemala City dump. A place that is 1 square kilometer. A place where 20,000 families reside. A place where the water is unfit for consumption, even by a rat. A place where little girls go missing like discarded baby dolls. A place where vultures circle, searching for something, anything, to prey on. A place so dark that even hours later my eyes still are not accustomed to the light. If I am honest, I am...

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