7-11-07-Venezuela

I decided to post something I wrote in my journal this day last year from Venezuela.

I will never be the same. Again. That is the one song going through my head today. Brain rewiring? Yeah. God is working on that. Not sure what we'll see today. It's going to be an experience!

Experience isn't the word. I don't know of a word to describe today. The love from the children today was so incredible. No words can describe it. We all came together as a team and we looked out for each other. We are growing so much as a family. It has been a honor to have gone through this experience with these men, women and children.

Wendy. So pretty. And flirtatious! I pray she looks to Jesus and follows Him. That she doesn't become just another person having kids at such a young age.

Yolomin. She didn't need to say anything. Her eyes told the story. We connected quickly. She had such happiness & joy in her eyes. Like a lot of these kids, there probably isn't a father around. But, I pray that just the short time I was with her, that I could display the Father's Love to her. If there has been one child who truly broke me, it was Yolomin.

Today, we drove through the city dump. Psalm 113:6-7. I'm not sure I can describe what I saw. A virtual wasteland. My life before Christ. how awesome to see what God is doing in the midst of all that. There is a school around there. We passed by a bus with kids from there. Even still. To know people live there and try to find things to sell so they can make a living? Not just make a living. But survive.