You know that one song that talks about African plains and Asian believers? Most people who listen to Christian radio or watch inspirational slide shows about missions have heard it. Since K Love plays in my house in Bozeman and in all the Keena cars, I have had my fair share of this song.  I remember listening to it in fourth grade with a friend who was a missionary kid in Tanzania. That was eight years ago so I assure you, I know this song well. In fact, I've kinda grown numb to it.  A lot of songs we sing in church or hear on the radio are overplayed and then we often...

 Something I couldn’t comprehend, I would get more upset seeing the stray dogs roaming the streets and the baby kittens that were waiting to be adopted then I was for his people. Seriously?! I truly thought there was something wrong with me! Yes it saddens me to see how some people are forced ro live but I was trying to convince myself to be upset. It bothered me beyond belief that I wasn’t heartbroken over the sons and daughters of Christ. So I started pursuing the Lord and praying “God would you break my heart for what breaks yours”. On September 13 we went to a hospital right up the road...

So if you've been reading this blog at all lately you will probably know how much the CP orphanage has impacted all of us.   We've learned that communication doesn't always mean talking. We've learned to get over smells and vomit and blended up food We've learned to rely on God even when we don't understand We've learned to love the abandoned.    My week at the orphanage, God was teaching me more. I have been reading through Matthew, and a theme that God continually kept bringing to my mind was GENEROSITY. He showed me that there is heavenly reward...

The last two days we went back to hoeing dirt, and it was hard work, but I wouldn’t say I was as uncomfortable as when I danced with grandpas at the “grandpa house.” I have never really danced with a guy my own age, so when 75-year-old Oscar held out his hand and started moving his hips faster than I could follow, I was a little uncomfortable to say the least. The live band playing a gigantic xylophone played for a couple hours and by the end I wouldn’t say I would want to dance with a bunch of grandpas again, but I did have a new friend (One who would give me a...

At training camp, they told us to toss out all expectations. Left unmet leaves us still seeking, unsatisfied in where we are. I thought I didn't have many. Easy surrender because I thought I was open to anything.  That was before two weeks into the trip and I'm standing in the middle of a dirt field with a hoe and they keep saying we have to do the whole thing. The second morning of all day hoeing, I realized I didn't do as good of a job surrendering as I thought.  With each sling of the hoe, I let the frustration grow. How is hoeing a field ministry? How is this...

We have now been in Guatemala for a couple of weeks now, and I can say that our time here has not been how I imagined it would be. As I settle in to life in Antigua, I find myself feeling more at home each day. I love Antigua- it is such a beautiful place. I am surrounded by eighteen wonderful teammates and I have so enjoyed doing life with them. But not every day is pure joy and perfection, as you might imagine. I have experienced joy and excitement, but also frustration and even a bit of sorrow. But through every whirlwind of emotion I experience, God has been teaching me so...