The Hallways of Honduras

She didn’t have a hallway.  She had a one room clay house, with a tin roof to cover her head and cover her family for shelter.  There were rust holes in the tin that allowed the rain to pour in, making mud in the middle of her dirt floor during the rainy season.  A PVC…

Scrolling Through Life

Scrolling through life.  Yes, you read that right— not strolling, but SCROLLING.  Isn’t that what we do.  Our thumb scrolls through life, post after post after post through our social media feeds.  Within minutes, we can “Like” a picture, “Love” a post, “Laugh” at a funny meme, get “Angry” at some political post we don’t…

Whirlwind and Underwear

It sure has been a whirlwind since we sold the dairy cows last month!  We are still trying to adjust without them.  We have our good days and our bad days. In the mix of it all, I went to Honduras to teach women how to sew useable hygiene items. AND – my sister and I…

I Can’t Explain It—

My husband and I recently went to Honduras with a group from our church to drill a well in a community that didn’t have running water.  Upon returning home from our trip, everyone’s first question was: “How was your trip?”  the second question, “Did you get them clean water?” While these two questions seem like they…