My Core.

As I sat tonight and listened to their stories from camp, my heart was reminded of the gift I've been given in being a part of their lives...

One of the most incredible opportunities I have in my life right now is the chance to disciple 5 beautiful Seniors. I signed up to lead a Core Group when I first moved to Birmingham and these lovely ladies have been stuck with me (and my co-leader, Liz) ever since. I say lovely not because of their physical beauty (which they all possess abundantly) but because of their spirits. All my life, I have been fortunate enough to have people pour into me. Through middle school, through high school, all the way through college, and even now. So I know the weight of the job at hand. I know that these girls are being molded as high school students. And I consider myself truly blessed to have been able to watch them grow into such breathtaking creations. I consider it an honor to pour the Word, my experiences, my advice, my encouragement, my heart and soul into their lives. Because I know that they will do (and are doing) big things for the Kingdom of God. They already have a brokenness for the lost, and an urgency to reach them. They already have a joy, a zeal for life. And they already have a spirit of worship. Can you imagine the things they will do as college students? As wives? As moms? As leaders in their ministries of choice? If they are already such solid girls? I, for one, can't wait to see them continue to grow. For they have grown me as much as I have grown them. They have encouraged me as much I as have encouraged them. And they have loved me as much as I have loved them.

Each Sunday, and each day I'm with them, I am filled with affirmation that God is good, and big, and active, and intimately a part of our lives and hearts. For that, I am eternally grateful.

I have a deep desire to see them prepared for the world ahead of them as they head off to college next year. So, if you will, pray with me for their hearts...for their dreams...for their journey toward who God wants them to be.

Glad to have already been a part of it,

K

Philemon 4-7:

"I always thank my God when I pray for you, Philemon, because I keep hearing about your faith in the Lord Jesus and your love for all of God’s people. And I am praying that you will put into action the generosity that comes from your faith as you understand and experience all the good things we have in Christ. Your love has given me much joy and comfort, my brother, for your kindness has often refreshed the hearts of God’s people."

Thursday, July 8th, 2010

Yesterday, clinic flowed pretty smoothly. Today: early morning mass chaos. Near-riots in the streets. We saw 200 patients today and hadto turn many away due to the capacity of the church and the supplies left to treat with. Not to mention, the health of our team has been attacked since day one. At least one medical provider per team has been ill everyday. Leaving us short handed somewhere. Today, Dr. Bearden is back with us but just barely. At the very young age of 65, he is bouncing back pretty well from receiving 3 liters of fluid the day before. And everyone is feeling the fatigue today. Trying to push through a heavy patient load, trying to nurture them as we are continuing to nurture one another can sometimes prove to be difficult. Today is no different. It only makes it easier for us to believe that it was not by our own strength that we treated over 200 patients at Belen on our last clinic day. Hallelujah to the Great Physician. Our Healer.

After clinic resumed, we all walked down to the banks of the river nearby. Again, it was heartbreaking to see raw sewage pouring into the same river that thepeople of Belen swim in, bathe in, and draw water from. My heart fell. Because most of the ailments that we treated them for just hours prior could have been prevented if only they had clean water. Enter my friends from The Answer is Love. They accompanied us on our mission to Peru this year. Headed by a friend, Steve Jurs, these three men took newly developed water filtration systems to homes, churches, and communities. Teaching them about healthy living and most importantly, about the Living Water of Jesus Christ. What a ministry. I’m proud to support it. Email me if you have any questions, or want to get involved.

Tonight we honored our translators with a dinner. Like I mentioned before, our desire to spread the gospel would only be a pipe dream without their spirits. Without their willingness to communicate with our Peruvian brothers and sisters, they wouldn’t hear our hearts. And without their desire to lift the name of Jesus high in their communities, His Words would potentially go unspoken once we boarded our planes back to the states. I am grateful for their partnership. Grateful for their friendship. Thankful to be their sister.

Psalm 23


Finding rest,

K

Working through the madness early morning...

Happy to have Dr. Winford Bearden back!

Our team on the riverbank...

Loriella and her Callie bracelet at SportsReach :)

Adderli, one of our sweet translators, reading from the Word at the Translator Dinner.

Wednesday, July 7th, 2010

Change of pace today. Today we traveled to a different part of the city for clinic. Urban. Downtown. Stilt houses by the river. Heavy commerce. Extreme poverty. We held clinic in an established church in the community of Belen. And after seeing around 150 patients today, Grace Ann (my fellow triage nurse) and I decided to climb one more set of stairs to the top of the church. Past the classrooms where the Word of God was taught when we were not there. Across the empty terrace. There, our view of the city was breathtaking. Not because we were encountering great beauty, but because it was like no other place I’d seen. Crowded roofs. Dirty streets. And breaking through the chaos was a clean, white cross. I just breathed it in. He was here. Very present. Alive. Again, I am humbled and grateful to have a place in the greatest love story ever told. Ever lived.

It was here that I also discussed the possibility of leading a trip next year with my mission friend, Anne. What an incredible opportunity and what a prayer. But I’ll pray it. And I can’t wait to see where God leads me in this new dream. This new adventure.

This afternoon at SportsReach, at Sol Naciente, we were only greeted by about 30 kids, learning that most of the children had returned to school for the rest of the week. What precious moments we had already spent with them though. They’d heard the good news, and now it is by faith that I believe that God will continue to pursue their hearts even after I’m gone. And I do believe that this is His plan. So we played a little volleyball with the remaining 30 and rested a while. God knew we needed that at this point. As He always does.

Matthew 13:10-17 (MSG)

Love,

K

The church where we held clinic at Belen.

Clinic at Belen

Meet Cristal. She loves Tootsie Pops.

Our view from the rooftop.

Down by the river...

Tuesday, July 6th, 2010

Today was our last clinic day in Sol Naciente. Among the 175 patients we saw today, was this precious little girl in the below picture. You’ll see her in the “wheelchair” with her little brother. Smiling right through the diagnosis of Spina Bifida. She was diagnosed as an infant and clearly the surgeries have not given her the ability to walk, play or run like the other kids. But oh man, does she love bubbles. I watched her mother pick her up from her wheelchair this afternoon at SportsReach and hold her up as she popped them with her sweet little fingers. Each time, a squeal of delight escaping her lips. It was in that moment that I realized how little I am truly grateful. Just how precious the little things are. And was humbled to tears. Again, it wasn’t about me at all. That moment was about a child. Joyfully embracing life as she had been given it. There I prayed that one day she might fall madly in love with the God that gave it to her.

At sunset, I shared my testimony with almost 200 people at a street-side church service. People whom we pray will be the firm foundation upon which this church at Sol Naciente will stand. As we loaded the bus, we were sent away with a sweet, sincere prayer by the church: “Te amo mas de mi vida.”

Love,
K

Monday, July 5th, 2010

The reason I first chose to come on this trip last year was to use my gifts in medicine to bless the people of another nation. To serve them. To meet their physical needs while Christ met their spiritual need. And yes, I feel as though I was created to take care of people, but I also feel as though I dream too smallsometimes. The ways God continues to stretch and mold me here and through the preparation of this trip each year have swollen my heartand caused me to love Him even more deeply. In every way. Medicine becomes worship. As it should always be.

And each time I come here…each time I love here…I am reminded that it is not about me. It’s about Him. About pouring all of my heart and soul into other people so that they might see Him. His love. His life and death. His furious pursuit of their hearts. And in the process, I always end up face-to-face with my God when I stare into the eyes of a sick child or 90 year old Peruvian grandmother. I think that’s what its all about. Pouring out for His glory AND being blessed by His presence.

This morning we began our medical journey. Throughout the week, we will go out in three different medical teams to five different communities of people. Alongside the triage nurse and team of MDs will be an eye team, aiding people achieve new sight, along with an evangelism team who may open the eyes of their heart for the very first time with the sweet news of the gospel. Today, my team settled into the community of Sol Naciente, home of Pastor Paul and his beautiful wife Jeanina (church planters for this community of roughly 3000 without one church to call home). We saw around 130 patients in clinic and around 150 children came back tonight for our SportsReach Ministry. There, not only did I have a chance to play with the most beautiful children I’ve ever seen, but I was able to share with them the purpose of my joy. The reason why I loved them within minutes. After a rousing game of red light/green light (their favorite), we sat in a monstrous circle for story time. There, I told them about Jesus. And the sweetest moment came when we prayed. I would pray a line, Rosa would translate to the children, then their little voices prayed in Spanish. Some to receive Christ for the very first time. And my heart was full. More full than it had been in quite some time.

Off to pizza for dinner. That’s right, I said pizza in Peru.


Grateful,
K

Our first sighting of Sol Naciente on Day 1.

A few of our first patients.

Our precious friends at Sol Naciente

Getting to share the gospel with them.

Playing with their burbujas y tiza!

Sunday, July 4th, 2010

Happy Independence Day from Peru!

I was here last 4th of July, too, so it only seems natural now. Part of the beauty of celebrating here with these people is that the Peruvian friends we’ve made love to let us! After a long day (or two rather) of traveling, we finally arrived in Iquitos this afternoon. We dropped off our luggage at the hotel and then rode motokars to Pastor Alvaro’s church fortheir Sunday night service. (Pastor Alvaro is our solid rock in Iquitos, and has been crucial in spreading the gospel; more specifically in planting strong, thriving churches here in the city and along the banks of the Amazon.) Here, we teamed up with our translators for the week. I was thrilled to wrap my arms around Lidia (my translator from last year)! I was equally as excited to meet my new translator, Louie. I am so grateful for their servant’s hearts. We truly could not effectively communicate the love of our Christ with Peru without them. So with these sweet friends, I sat down amongst my brothers and sisters to worship. In Spanish. Sweaty and loving every minute of it. Man, these people have such passion. In everything they do, they bring a certain fervor; and their worship, their love, is no different. I was truly blessed by the family that greeted us here.

So back to the celebrating! Not only did they give us the opportunity to worship with them, they allowed us to celebrate our freedom by playing our National Anthem, plastering an American Flag on the church wall, and giving us red and blue balloons to pop at the conclusion of the Star Spangled Banner! What accommodation. What sweet love. Such a great start to an amazing week.

More to come.

Love,
K

Sunday night at Pastor Alvaro's church :)

Lidia! My sweet translator from last year!

Leaving on a Jet Plane.

I leave tomorrow morning for Peru. It seems like only yesterday I was boarding the plane to Iquitos the last time. Life has changed dramatically, but the expectations and overwhelming excitement is just as I remember. Please pray for our team as we travel, but especially as we share the good news of our Lord and Savior, Jesus Christ with people who may or may not have ever heard His name. I pray that that very name will break chains and rescue souls there as we speak and love with all our hearts. I pray that salvation stories begin as we serve, and never cease to grow. I pray that God will make the hearts of the Peruvian people receptive to His call, His message, His unparalleled love. And that He will raise up leaders among them to spread the gospel like wildfire. Pray with me, brothers and sisters. And may the name of Jesus be high and lifted up. Now and always.

Love,

K

Isaiah 61

¹ The Spirit of the Sovereign LORD is on me,
because the LORD has anointed me
to preach good news to the poor.
He has sent me to bind up the brokenhearted,
to proclaim freedom for the captives
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² to proclaim the year of the LORD's favor
and the day of vengeance of our God,
to comfort all who mourn,

³ and provide for those who grieve in Zion—
to bestow on them a crown of beauty
instead of ashes,
the oil of gladness
instead of mourning,
and a garment of praise
instead of a spirit of despair.
They will be called oaks of righteousness,
a planting of the LORD
for the display of his splendor.

⁴ They will rebuild the ancient ruins
and restore the places long devastated;
they will renew the ruined cities
that have been devastated for generations.

⁵ Aliens will shepherd your flocks;
foreigners will work your fields and vineyards.

⁶ And you will be called priests of the LORD,
you will be named ministers of our God.
You will feed on the wealth of nations,
and in their riches you will boast.

⁷ Instead of their shame
my people will receive a double portion,
and instead of disgrace
they will rejoice in their inheritance;
and so they will inherit a double portion in their land,
and everlasting joy will be theirs.

⁸ "For I, the LORD, love justice;
I hate robbery and iniquity.
In my faithfulness I will reward them
and make an everlasting covenant with them.

⁹ Their descendants will be known among the nations
and their offspring among the peoples.
All who see them will acknowledge
that they are a people the LORD has blessed."

¹⁰ I delight greatly in the LORD;
my soul rejoices in my God.
For he has clothed me with garments of salvation
and arrayed me in a robe of righteousness,
as a bridegroom adorns his head like a priest,
and as a bride adorns herself with her jewels.

¹¹ For as the soil makes the sprout come up
and a garden causes seeds to grow,
so the Sovereign LORD will make righteousness and praise
spring up before all nations.