Hello again!

Hey guys!

It's been awhile since I've last written. Probably since November. Yikes. So glad that Kim's doing this blog with me or it'd be really empty. :-/

However, despite my lack of communication, I have often thought of all you reading this blog from time to time. I was reminded today of how thankful I am for our supporters, our friends and family who are praying for us through this new experience. Your prayers are so precious to me (us). Prayers of protection, provision, wisdom, growth, friendship, faith. We have been so covered by them down here! The Lord is truly faithful, amen? :-)

So here are some ramblings of recent-ish events:

Some of those amazing single ladies.
The teachers of Casa de Fe orphanage
with the girls I help mentor in a Bible study.

Yesterday a group of 27 people (mostly college students) from Minnesota came to Shell to work in the orphanage and various other locations. Their very first service to the community was to hold a brunch today for all the missionary ladies in the area. Such a blessing! As we enjoyed our meal and being served, we shared about how the Lord called us to the mission field and answered general questions. During the brunch I finally noticed how many single missionary women there are in Shell. Like, 15! As I discussed this with a friend, she pointed out that there's only one single missionary male here. One? I guess I never noticed before. But as I think of it, almost all of my friends who have gone off to foreign countries to serve have been single women (with the exception three amazing men serving in Haiti, Rome, and Geneva, of course). Why is that? 

Kimmy scaling the waterfall

Me coming down after her.

In other news, Kim, our friend Maria, and I repelled down some waterfalls in Banos two weekends ago. Besides bridge jumping, it's probably one of the more adventurous things I've ever done. Plus, it's actually much less scary than I expected, but the scenery is worth more than the rush. We hiked up a mountain (by far the most difficult part. I am so out of shape!) until we got to the top of a waterfall then traveled down it as it wound through the forested mountainside. There were coves with hanging vines, purple flowers drifting down the stream, and the exotic birds hovering in the canopy. Amazing!  Chalk that up to another adventure liable to increase my mother's stress level. :-)

We had to wear wetsuits because the water was so cold!

School keeps me fairly busy during the week. My 6th and 7th graders are loving the pen-pal program my friend and I set up. Her middle school Spanish kids in the States and mine exchange letters, pictures, and videos in English and Spanish. I love that my kids are still kinda disappointed if their pen-pal is of the opposite gender. No excessive hormone issues yet! Although, my girls loooove Camp Rock and Justin Beiber. Is that even how you spell his name? I have no idea. But regardless, my 7th graders starting to ask me in the beginning of every class a new word or phrase they've heard. We've defined "flirt" "player" "love you forever" "hello kitty" (which they're convinced means devil worshiping in Chinese -- isn't Hello Kitty Japanese anyway?) and "thriller" (the boys are obviously listening to Michael Jackson). Meanwhile, at the other end, my third graders get so excited to come to class with their new "My Little Pony" or "Spiderman" action figures and say the names or catch phrases in English. I love these kids. They make my day so much more interesting.

Lately, I have taken up giving English lessons every Wednesday to an Ecuadorian English teacher named Cathy (yep, English lessons for an English teacher). She's a sweet 25-year old woman with an adorable 4-year old son. To be fair, she knows quite a bit of English, but like many people, doesn't have a chance to practice it. She doesn't have time to come to Spotlight (the English practice meeting once a week) so most of the time we just talk. I'm really praying that through our friendship the Lord will reveal Himself to her and speak truth into her life. She's a single mom, struggling with the life-changing effects of having a child. She's having trouble balancing the responsibilities of being a mother with the desire to party every weekend with her friends. In all honesty, she's lonely and searching for something to make her happy. Please pray for her and me during our time together that she'll be able to find what she's looking for in the Lord.

So besides all of that, I've been passing my time here with good friends, food (so much food!), and laughter. So thankful for this time! So until next time, please keep praying for us and know that you're in our hearts and minds.

Much love,
Kristin

Life's Recent Stories

I’m back in Shell after a long and beautiful Christmas in Michigan with many friends and family, and I am loving my time in Ecuador more than ever. Christmas break was a breath of fresh air, a time to reunite with friends-to pick up right where we left off, a time of encouragement and encouraging, and a time of sharing in God’s love, spirit and direction in our lives.

For the past week or so I had no idea what to write about…But today I heard God loud and clear…so here are…..

A collection of stories:

Sunday night was slow at the hospital…an 8 hour shift and only 3 patients. It was just me and the other nurse but the nurse I worked with is different from the others…she talks a lot..and to me, even though she and I both know I only understand maybe 50%-75% (on a good night J)  But that doesn’t slow her down and she’s patient and repetitive until I understand her story or explanation or advice. And I thank her for that. Sunday night, during our may hours of nothing do to but organize charts and fold gauze (which I must say-I have become a pro at!) she told me stories of years past in the hospital and of past missionaries who she worked with and dearly loved.  She even pulled out an old photo album that just happened to be in the nurses’ ‘kitchen area.’ We went through the album twice, pausing at each picture, explaining each person, where they are now, and how special they were and are to her. She explained how in years past it was different here and she longed for those days. She retold her memories of a beautiful community of Ecuadorian and missionary women gathering together weekly to share a meal in each other’s homes, and live out and study God’s word together all while sharing life of family, kids, struggles and joys. Her recount was beautiful yet broke my heart as we both wondered why things had changed. But we both knew that God wasn’t finished in Shell. We had hope for the future…and at the end of the conversation with a smile on her face she said she needed my picture in that album. 

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I was having a not so pleasant morning. I was at work and could tell I was grumpy/frustrated and 1pm, the beautiful time that meant I could go home, couldn’t come fast enough. I think I was tired from working the past few days, I think I had a cold and I think it was a morning where my Spanish was just not going very well. It was during my first couple of weeks back to Shell after being home in the states and I knew that was probably playing a part as well. After 1pm report I rushed back to the changing room to grab my things and go but before leaving I found a text message from a good friend in Ecuador wishing me a good day. As simple as it was it stopped me dead in my tracks. It felt like a breath of fresh air-as if God was saying…you are not alone-I am and always will be providing for you. But God wasn’t done... I arrived home shortly after to find two random emails in my inbox (and one was sent at the EXACT time as the earlier text!). The first was from an amazing friend and surgeon I work with in Africa. Someone who through the years has become a blessed friend and mentor and has shown me a true example of what it means to really trust in the Lord for EVERYTHING. Her email was short and sweet but exactly what I needed: “I’m praying for you. let me know of specific concerns to bring before Abba.”  The second was from someone at my church back home who recently, with his wife, have become Godly mentors and friends for my sister and I. The first part of the email read: “Just wanted you to know I was thinking about you today, and praying that you are able to be used and withdraw all that God has in store for you in Ecuador.”How amazing is our Lord?! Even writing this now am I utterly amazed by God’s perfect time, grace and love. It was humbling and perfect. To my three friends, thank you. Thank for the Christ-like example you live out and thank you for the impact you have on mine and so many people’s lives. And to my Lord, thank you. Thank you for knowing me better than I know myself; for providing daily for your children, for loving us when we are so undeserving.

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Last night was rich and beautiful. A girls night of pasta, spinach salad, crisp garlic and bruschetta breads, dim lighting, Billie Holiday and 5 beautiful women. We finally found a night where the three of us girls living at Maria’s were free for the night. (Myself, Kristin and Maria-a new friend here for the month!) So we decided to have a full out Italian night. Ibet was free and offered up her place for the event and two of the hospital interns, Cris and Betina, were able to come as well. One of my absolute favorite things is to share meals with others. Just the feeling of preparing food together and sitting around a giant table and enjoying friendships, community, and fellowship is beautiful and Holy. It’s something I really miss from our house in Dearborn Hghts. We spent so many hours in that kitchen and around the table or in the backyard on the tire swing eating, sharing in each other’s lives and just purely living in community with each other. Last night was a reminder of that and hopefully one of many more to come.

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Much love and many blessing to you all!

-Kim