tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-52352517315340958412024-02-06T19:12:52.946-08:00Journeying OnwardWhat would it take for you to leave everything? Your home? Your children? Your friends?
We heard the call from God to love another culture, and share His truth. We have been doing that here on the island of Roatan and loving it! Come journey with us...Debihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11846286487748142416noreply@blogger.comBlogger294125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5235251731534095841.post-6909537857390926572016-08-02T10:31:00.005-07:002016-08-02T10:31:57.036-07:00Behind the scenes and into our heartMany of you are aware that Bob and I are returning to Western Canada to report all the great things the Lord has been doing in Roatan and to continue to raise support so we can remain as His hands and feet on the island of Roatan.<br />
One of the things that we needed was a good visual presentation. Bob went out one afternoon and filmed some conversations at various artist homes. When he came home he was discouraged because of the bad sound quality and I had decided it might be easiest to simply do a power point and forget the video aspect. <br />
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I felt prompted to write to our pastor's wife, Tish and ask if she knew of anyone who could help us. She recommended that I contact <a href="http://www.heartify.co/" target="_blank">Heartify</a>. She gave a name and I wrote a girl on Facebook asking if they would help us. We met ethe shop after a long ship day.; we were hot and tired but as we began to unfold some of our story I could see their eyes glisten with tears and I knew they were listening not only with their ears but with their hearts. They wanted to tell the story of what the Lord has done through MiR. We were ridiculously overjoyed and relieved!!! I personally felt like a load had been lifted off our shoulders.<br />
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They came the next day to the shop and the filming began. The wonderful thing about them is just how unintrusive they are. After awhile I forgot there was even a camera around. They stay in the background and begin to document. They made everyone feel so comfortable and at ease.<br />
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Basically, they followed us around the island: at the shop with our artist families and tourists milling around, they captured us on various porches listening and loving and praying, at schools bringing supplies or Tom's shoes, in our home sharing His word with the artists, in Coxen Hole buying a fridge that one of our artist families had saved for. They just filmed life on the island for us!!! Ana came to a RoatanAlive Women's event and she was there filming when I was able to pray with a lady who accepted Christ as her Saviour!!! You can't plan that stuff.... it is all Him!! We look forward to seeing the finished work and we will share it with you later!<br />
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We are grateful for the chance to have the opportunity to have them invest so much time into telling our story and not just telling it from the an information vantage point but from the heart.<br />
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<br />Debihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11846286487748142416noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5235251731534095841.post-25449284430535219352016-07-10T16:41:00.002-07:002016-07-10T16:44:12.431-07:00My adventures with Little GuyToday right after church Bob and I decided to go out for a snorkel. It has been about a month since we had gone out and we were long overdue. As we were swimming over the shallow coral I noticed that Bob kept swiping around himself. I thought maybe it was jellyfish or something, but it turned out to be a tiny little gold and silver fish that just wouldn't leave him alone. He was probably about an inch long ... a sweet little thing but very persistant! Bob kept swooshing him away and suddenly the little fishie decide to swim by me. <br />
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What he didn't know is that I love company of any kind. I didn't swish. I didn't swoosh. I just let him swim by me. A fishie friend!!! How sweet is that? The interesting thing is this little fish swam right in front of my mask. I should name him I think... Little Guy is his name. At first I found it rather distracting to have Little Guy swimming right in front of my face and then I realized I liked him company. He stayed with me the whole time we were out which was about an hour. That is alot of swimming for Little Guy!! So what I would do is cup my hand in front of face and he rest in the little pool. It's true!! How sweet is that??! <br />
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Every now and then he would disappear and I was afraid that a larger fish would gobble him up. So I would mumble through my snorkel... "hey little fishie, where are you? come back!" And guess what he would come right back to the front of my mask!! Remarkable!!!<br />
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When I would slow down, he would slow down. When I swam fast his little fins were working overtime. It was adorable!! I think he was actually kinda scared because he was a long way from the shallow where we first met him. At one point we were at the wall, which for those who don't know, that is where the reef drops off to about 60 - 70 feet deep and Little Guy disappeared for about 5 minutes. I swam over to Bob, tapped him and said, "Have you seen the little fishie? I hope he didn't get eaten." I mean really, it's dangerous out there!! Two big barracuda went by right in front of us. I had to stop to let them pass by so I was kinda nervous. Bob popped down under the water and said, "Deb he is there at your crotch!!" "What? That is just wrong!" So once again, I muttered, "Hey fishie, come here, fishie!!!" And right away he was right by my mask. I told him he safest by my face not the other end where I couldn't see him.<br />
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We made our way over the sand bar, over some nice shallow coral and all along I am telling him, "Okay Little Guy, it is time for you to find a coral head to hang out. You can't come home with me!" But he stayed by me. He stayed the whole way. In fact a lady from Texas was swimming ahead of me and once we got to shore I mentioned about my little fish friend and she couldn't believe it. It was really too cute for words!<br />
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Such beauty moves my heart to praise Him! I stood out on the deck with the only sound of the birds waking up, the breeze was soft and fresh as I lifted my voice to the One who made it all. Tears welled in my eyes because I still don't take it lightly to know this One so intimately that He is closer than a brother.<br />
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I went inside and opened His book. My bible. I read this:<br />
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"He rebuked the wind and the waves and suddenly there was a great calm."<br />
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He has authority but not in a dictatorship fashion, not in a cruel controlling way but over <i>all</i> things as Creator God. Such knowledge brings great calm: in creation and to the created ones.<br />
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His disciples said, "Who is this Man? Even the wind and the waves obey Him!!"<br />
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So I wrote, who is this Man?<br />
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He is the first born from the dead,</div>
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the bright and morning Star,</div>
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the government rests on His shoulders,</div>
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children rest in His arms.</div>
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He is before all things and in Him all things hold together.</div>
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He is the great I AM.</div>
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The light of the world;</div>
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the leper cleanser,</div>
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the winemaker,</div>
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the One who doesn't throw stones, but speaks clearly:</div>
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Go and sin no more!</div>
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The advocate.</div>
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The intercessor.</div>
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The cross carrier.</div>
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The burden bearer,</div>
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The healer of all disease and sorrow.</div>
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The lover of my soul.</div>
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the Son of God,</div>
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the Lamb who takes away the sin of the world!</div>
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The One who whispers: be still and know that I am God!</div>
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The One who rejoices over me with singing,<br />
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the true and only wise God.</div>
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Jesus, Jesus, Jesus!<span id="goog_1957701901"></span><br />
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I decided to invite all new island ladies ... with the exception of Esther who helps with the singing and Zenola who helps with driving all the ladies home. We had ladies from Mudd Hole, Sandy Bay, La Colonia, Coxen Hole, West Bay, and French Harbour: <br />
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My vision for the tea hadn't changed though: to provide a blessed environment for ladies to gather. The women of this island work very hard! They are often Mom and Dad, they go without when there isn't enough food, they hustle to make the ends meet, so I love to provide a place where they can be spoiled a little bit, a place to have some fun and play some games, sing some songs and to sit, uninterrupted, and listen to His Word. And lastly: PRAY!!<br />
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This time I spoke from Luke 13 about the crippled woman. She suffered for 18 long years and yet through it all she still hobbled her way to the synagogue. Jesus saw her. He called her forward. He healed her. When the religious rulers rebuked them for coming to be healed on the Sabbath, He stood up for her and called her 'daughter of Abraham' Abraham was the father of faith and He affirmed her faith by calling her a daughter of Abraham! Everyone saw that she was crippled, they only saw the outward, but Jesus knew that she was a woman of faith. I believe that is why He noticed her. He wasn't seeing her physical disability, He was seeing that this woman who hadn't had her prayers answered for 18 years was still believing!!! He was, and is always drawn to faith!! He recommissioned her into the community for who she really was: a woman of faith! Many of us are praying and waiting. He sees us. He knows. We may look crippled, or poor, or under privileged, or dysfunctional but He sees deeper then anyone. He sees us!! He celebrates our faith!!! May we always hold true to Him and His word... no matter what.<br />
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We had a special time of prayer in small groups and left very encouraged and blessed!! I realized how much I love ministering to women! <br />
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As the ladies were leaving, Bob was driving up the driveway, and I heard Zenola say, Oh what a nice surprise!!! Our friend from Holland was supposed to be coming and I thought it was Marco. Can you imagine my sheer delight and shock when I saw our son David sitting in the passenger seat??!!!<br />
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What a surprise!! What a blessed surprise!! There was a great seat sale flying direct from Montreal and so they booked the ticket on Friday and he arrived on Monday. <br />
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JOY!!!<span id="goog_1616446909"></span><span id="goog_1616446910"></span>Debihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11846286487748142416noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5235251731534095841.post-20876362790792714812016-05-22T16:25:00.000-07:002016-05-22T16:33:53.906-07:00Senior's LuncheonThis year the luncheon for the Senior's was at Turquoise Bay Resort. We arrived early and helped put cellophane on the food baskets that were gifts to the oldest person in various communities across this fine island. There were tents set up on the beach and so we wiped tables and chairs and waited for the Seniors to start to come.<br />
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This is such a highlight for many of them! Not only do they get to visit with island friends across the island and even those from St. Helene but they also get to enjoy good island gospel music, eat a wonderful meal, delicious cake and get various gifts.<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Ursela was our wonderful singer and she can sing and eat her cake too!</td></tr>
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Bob 'manned' the eyeglass table for awhile. Someone had donated various reading glasses and it made me realize that that is a huge need on this island!! One lady in particular was so excited and declared, "Now I can read my Bible again!!"<br />
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My job was to take photos and to visit. I think I truly had the best job ever!!! Since we travel all over the island I am blessed to know many of them. I was going to the car to get my water when I saw Auntie Clara drive up. Oh joy!! She is 100 years old now and is unable to walk so I told the driver to drive on the beach and drop her off right by the tents. Auntie Clara can't see but she can hear very well and when I got in and greeted her with a hug and kiss she exclaimed, Is that you Miss Debi?! My Mommy!!! Where is my Daddy Bob???" I told her that Bob was here and he would help her from the car. I am not sure why she calls us Mommy and Daddy but she has done that for quite awhile. Mama and Poppa is a sign of respect... but Mommy and Daddy??? Not sure. Either way, it is always good to see her. We put her in a wheel chair and found a nice spot in the shade and in the breeze. She was happy to sit with Miss Catherine.<br />
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I got lots of hugs and kisses I tell you!! I also enjoyed singing along to the old time gospel songs that Ursela sang. Everyone sang and I think if they could have, they would have danced too.<br />
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Each community was represented by the oldest person coming forward, giving a little speech in either English or Spanish and receiving a basket full of food.<br />
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I met a new friend: Miss Gloria from Oakridge. I can't explain how the connection happens but when it does it is strong and real. I sat with her for a long time listening to her story about her life here on the island as well as her life in the states. She listened to my story and was so happy that the Lord called us to serve her people. Over and over and over there could be heard the refrains of "Thank You Lord" "Praise God" "Hallelujah" It was a song that graced all our conversations. At the end of the day I realized I didn't have a photo of her and I was disappointed about that. But who do I see as I am walking to our car?? Miss Gloria standing there waiting for the taxi to take her back to Oakridge. She was delighted to see me one more time and when I asked if Bob could take our photo she nestled in cheek to cheek. As I was leaving she told me to come see her. She said, "I live by the clinic in a small yellow house, just tell people that you are looking for Tia Gloria" I will!!! I can't wait in fact....<br />
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These people in 'the third stage of life' as they say here, are full of wonderful stories, long lasting faith and a legacy of enduring through the hardest of times. I am so thankful to Nidia for helping this up and having the vision to "love on" the elderly, for those who made donations and those who volunteered to make this event happen. <br />
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There isn't a seniors home here so it is wonderful to gather them once a year to spoil them rotten. <br />
Want to build a senior's home??? It's a dream of mine. Too big you say? Never for our God!! They deserve that and soooo much more!!!<br />
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<span id="goog_849159482"></span>Debihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11846286487748142416noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5235251731534095841.post-3153160150372602132015-08-24T19:13:00.000-07:002016-04-19T19:30:12.665-07:00A miraculous trip homeI told two people that I wanted to see the kids this summer. I told Bob. He gave me that look that says, "Impossible Debi" I also told Jesus and He gave me that look that says "No problem" I kept praying. I didn't tell anyone else but in my heart of hearts I believed that I would get home... somehow.<br />
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I heard from a friend in Canada saying that her daughter was getting married and she needed a photographer. Ha! I could do that. When? In the summer! Where? In the same city where our kids live. Miraculous!! Amazing!!! Can you believe it? They paid my flight. I took photos of a wedding. What a great exchange!!<br />
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It worked out beautifully ... well .. except for the fact that Bob had to stay home since we both couldn't afford to go. But the impossible was made possible: I got to spend time with my kids!!!<br />
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Don't lose heart. Ever. Keep praying!<br />
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<br />Debihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11846286487748142416noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5235251731534095841.post-13572996956425104332015-07-01T20:57:00.001-07:002015-07-01T21:03:40.164-07:00Orange Texas Mission TeamLast year we met Pastor Dan and his wife Mary Beth and they expressed interest in coming to serve on the island. They wanted to help various ministries. We communicated back and forth via email and decided that we would love their help in two areas. We need help in the shop and we were grateful to have Kellie and her team help to redesign the shop for us! We spent one day in the shop putting all the merchandise in specific areas (as opposed to having it scattered through the shop), we worked on signage making sure that our vision statement was clear, and that there is adequate signs so if I am not in there to communicate that people will still understand. She brought down cute chalk board and the coolest chalk markers!!<br />
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We had a great time with games, door prizes, great food, devotional and prayer! They were all so happy and blessed. My heart goes out to the women here because many of them are raising kids on their own and the stress of providing is often on their shoulders. The deserved this special afternoon and much more! </div>
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Debihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11846286487748142416noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5235251731534095841.post-13201137281627983922015-05-19T11:57:00.001-07:002015-05-19T12:05:20.740-07:00Coconuts and IguanaSo every morning I wake up around 6:00. First thing: Coffee! As I fill the kettle, that is the signal for Angie,our dog to come running to the door wagging her tail happily! She is always so overjoyed to see me! Every morning, same thing! Except this morning was a little different....<br />
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This morning, she came with a coconut in her mouth!!! When I went outside to give her morning scratches she ran off and she started to play soccer with the coconut!! I am not kidding! What a hoot! We played coconut soccer for quite a while! She has soccer skills. Seriously! It is the funniest thing. I will try to get a video of it someday.<br />
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Then suddenly, our neighbour, Marlin, came to the gate with an iguana in her hand. I said, "Did one of your dogs get that?" And she told me that Angie had got it, and her son, who was coming to help on the property, saw her holding it down so he jumped the fence and grabbed it. I don't know if you know this, but Islanders LOVE iguana! I am not a fan of it. No, I haven't ever tasted it but I can only imagine what it would be like to eat a green reptile. Ewww! Marlin told me that Bob is welcome to come over later for iguana.<br />
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I love this island. You never know what a morning will hold, or the day for that matter!! Everyday I thank God for the chance to live here and serve here!<br />
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Debihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11846286487748142416noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5235251731534095841.post-20404580929684119182015-05-18T12:18:00.000-07:002015-05-18T13:10:01.630-07:00Rubeen's BaptismYesterday was a very special day! At 2:45pm we met at the church and a caravan of 8 vehicles made our way out to Parrot Tree Plantation for the baptism of 7 people. Rubeen was one of them! The sky was clear, the view was breathtaking, the sea was turquoise and pristine, but the most beautiful part of the day was to see our young Rubeen publically declare that she wants to follow Jesus. No shame. True joy!!<br />
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I gave Rubeen a double heart necklace as a gift to remind her that always: it is Jesus and her. Jesus and her. His love is so sweet and He will never leave her or forsake her.</div>
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As many of you are aware, we have enjoyed renting our place in Sandy Bay. We paid rent for a couple of years and then the owners needed a property manager and we agreed to maintain the place in lieu of rent. The owners have decided that they want to come down more often and put their place into the short term rental pool. We felt good about that, and we began praying that God would lead us to a new place.<br />
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We looked at alot of places!!! Some were small, some had no oven, some were filthy, no fence for the dog, two places had no driveway!! Then one day while at the shop we received a phone call from another Canadian named Dennis. He told us his place was available for rent in May and wanted to let us know first before publizing it. I stood there with my jaw open, shocked because about 7 years ago we had visited them and I had told Bob that I would LOVE to live up there one day...<br />
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My first inclination to his offer though was no. I thought the rent was way too high but after talking to him more we realized he had dropped the price to about half since we had first seen it. It is a beautiful 2 bedroom home, high up on the hill with cool breezes, lovely decks, amazing views, awesome gardens and so peaceful that it just takes your breath away.<br />
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I will be honest. I felt that it was too extravagant for us. Too fancy for a missionary. I thought it was still out of our price range. Missionaries can be a strange group because we adopt this kind of 'we can get by on nothing mentality' and believe me I have that running through my veins. We kept looking for another 3 weeks. Our son, David felt we should take a step of faith, agree to rent the house on the hill and just see what the Lord would do.</div>
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Now here is where the story gets interesting. When we joined the EFCC Mission last summer we were advised to write various churches in B.C. since we were their district missionaries. So Bob wrote to about 30 churches letting them know about our ministry and mission. A lady from 100 Mile House, B.C. had decided to take a 2 week trip to Roatan and she was very surprised when she later got an email from Bob in Roatan telling about our ministry!! She didn't know there were missionaries in Roatan!! They started to correspond back and forth and the church decided to support us monthly. How incredible is that?! How good is our heavenly Father!!</div>
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God provides!!! Just when we need it!! Once we made the decision to move here then the provision started to come in. It was a step of faith for us and we are grateful for His faithfulness in return. I want to say thanks to those of you who are supporting us financially. I know it is a sacrifice to give to us and I thank you from the bottom of my heart. We are here serving because of you. Thank you.<br />
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One evening I was coming home from Bible study and an island friend asked whether we had moved yet. At the time we were still looking and trusting in the Lord to make it clear. She looked at me and said, "Miss Debi I can help you! I got money! You have been so faithful to us over the years! You have left everything for us and given everything to us so let me give to you." I had tears in my eyes. I was so surprised and grateful. Last week she gave me our first monthly amount and said, "You can count on me! God has blessed our family on this island and I am happy to help you!" So humbling! So blessed!</div>
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We are trusting He will use us in this little neighbourhood. There are about 8 families living up on the hill and we look forward to getting to know them!<br />
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There is a beautiful master bedroom in our new home and we have decided to use it for a rental retreat by donation for missionaries on the Mainland who need to get away and be spiritually refreshed. And it can also be used for you if you come to visit!!! Hint hint hint!<br />
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Debihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11846286487748142416noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5235251731534095841.post-30146638720374748622015-03-25T09:56:00.000-07:002015-05-06T13:26:29.850-07:00Aslan is on the move!<blockquote class="tr_bq">
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Who is Aslan? If you have read C.S. Lewis book, The Lion, the Witch and the Wardrobe you will remember. But if you haven't, then read this quote:<br />
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"And now a very curious thing happened. None of the children knew who Aslan was any more the you do; but the moment the Beaver had spoken these words everyone felt quite different. Perhaps it has sometimes happened to you in a dream that somone says something which you don't understand but in the dream it feels as it it has some enormous meaning -- either a terrifying one which turns the whole dream into a nightmare or else a lovely dream, too lovely to put into words, which makes the dream so beautiful that you remember it all your life and are always wishing you could get into that<br />
dream again. It was like that now. At the name of Aslan each one of the children felt something jump in his inside. Edmund felt a sensation of mysterious horror. Peter felt suddenly brave and adventurous. Susan felt as if some delicious smell or some delightful strain of music had just floated by her. And Lucy got the feeling you have when you wake up in the morning and realize that it is the beginning of the holidays or the beginning of summer. They say Aslan is on the move -- perhaps already landed."<br />
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I say Christ is in the move and He has indeed already landed! We have been here for 7 years now, sowing seeds of of His love and His word, sacrifically giving, and listening and tending to hearts of the Island people. Well, after Christmas we felt a shift. I can't explain it but something changed for us. It wasn't anything we had done. We hadn't fasted, or read a new book or went a retreat or seminar. It wasn't us. It was Him.<br />
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He is on the move.<br />
I am excited to be a part of His team.<br />
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Many of you are aware of Pedro's motorcycle accident which left him with a head injury, broken ribs and a broken wrist. We were honoured to be close to him that he would feel comfortable staying in our home from Friday to Monday many times. During those times I fed him pureed foods (since he bit his tongue in half), he laid on our couch resting, we prayed for him, and he watched countless hours of the movie "The Son of God." On the morning of Jan 19th (our Emily's birthday) I was sitting in a livingroom with Pedro. I looked at him and said, Pedro you have a big decision don't you?<br />
He agreed. We both knew what the decision was. It wasn't about what school to attend, or what to wear it was the biggest decision of his life. I simply asked, Quiere El? (do you want Him?)<br />
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He sat on the couch for a long time with his head in his hands. Quiet. Thinking.<br />
I sat on the couch beside him. Quiet. Praying<br />
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Then he looked up at me and softly said, Queiro El. <br />
I want Him.<br />
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We read various verses in Spanish about His life, forgiveness and offer for salvation.<br />
At one point I took a beaded iguana from Africa that I had bought. I held it out to him and asked, Do you want this? He smiled and said "Yes Miss Debi. I do."<br />
I simply said, "Well take it" <br />
He smiled broadly and said thank you.<br />
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I explained that God has given us a gift. A gift of love, forgiveness and LIFE but our job is to take it. To accept this beautiful free gift. God's part is to offer us salvation and our part is to accept.<br />
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Pedro smiled and said, Yes I want this gift!!<br />
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I called Bob over and told him. We had Teresa visiting us from Texas and we all gathered around and heard Pedro's heartfelt prayer asking Him to forgive him and come be with him forever.<br />
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Later he looked at me and in broken english said, I am Peter and He is make me a fisher of men.<br />
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Later in the afternoon we went out to Punta Gorda to visit the 4 families that had lost their homes to a fire. As we walked the beach Rubeen found this shell and left it on the beach. He does love us. So.very.much. Please pray for both Pedro and Rubeen...<br />
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<br />Debihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11846286487748142416noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5235251731534095841.post-68124182429962026792014-12-29T16:11:00.001-08:002014-12-29T16:54:41.106-08:00Pedro's AccidentThis morning Bob and I sat on the porch and discussed our day before praying together. Bob had planned to get a float from the bank for Made in Roatan and visit with a few families to encourage them. I had planned on staying home to do some much needed laundry and to also put some things online for the <a href="http://www.made-in-roatan.com/" target="_blank">Made in Roatan</a> store.<br />
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I was surprised to get a call from Bob not long after saying that Pedro was in the hospital! He had borrowed a motorcycle from the fire station (where he volunteers) to go and get some food. As he was going around a corner a car swerved into his lane and hit him. He lost control and hit a telephone pole. The driver of the car didn't even stay around to see if he was okay. Some firefighter friends in Punta Gorda were able to put him in the back of a truck and keep him alive on the way to the Hospital. <br />
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Bob happened to be at the shop when Pedro's sister showed up for help. They didn't have money for xrays so Bob went back to the Hospital with them. Pedro was unconscious in emerg and needed 7 xrays. After Bob paid the fee he and a friend had to find a wheeled bed, lift him on it while he screamed, and wheel him to the other side of the hospital to the xray room. The man there said he would leave, and return when we had undressed him." Welcome to the third world folks!! It was heart wrenching for Bob! The xrays confirmed a broken wrist and also 2 fractured ribs and some serious swelling on the back of his head. The hospital is very low on medicine and so Bob had to run to a local pharmacy to get the IV bags and cast materials (since by this time his car was blocked into the crowded parking area!). All in a day of loving...all in a day of serving...<br />
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Bob was also able to hold Pedro's arm up by the fingers while a nurse put a 'make shift' cast on his wrist until the doctor could come at set it and cast it properly. When I got to the hospital Pedro was in and out of consciousness. I immediately moved in close to his face, and began to pour out my heart in prayer for him. Many people think that Made in Roatan is a business but that is the furthest from the truth. It is a group of people who the Lord has brought into our lives to love, to share Him and to support. <br />
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At our Christmas party, Pedro saw a photo of Bob and I and he said, "My other Mom, my other Dad" It's true. We are family. So to see him laying there so helpless was very difficult and yet I can't thank the Lord enough for His presence and the peace He gives us.<br />
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It was recommended to send Pedro to the Mainland to the city of La Ceiba to see a neurologist and to have a CAT scan done, due to some swelling on his head. We were uncertain as to whether this would be best for him but we managed to contact another local doctor for confirmation and he agreed that when it comes to head injuries it is best to confirm the extent of the damage.</div>
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We were able to go to a second hand store across the street and buy him a tshirt and jeans. (since his were destroyed in the accident) As his sister and I were dressing him I said, Hey mi amor, you now have new clothes to wear, how's that?" He smiled weakly. That was a good sign to see him still having a sense of humour during a very difficult time for him. </div>
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The firefighters came and transported Pedro to the ferry. His aunt was also able to travel with him. </div>
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Pray that He will be real to Pedro: near and close to him in the hospital. We are praying that Pedro would surrender his dear life into the hands of our loving Father.</div>
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Today was a day of joy amongst the elderly of this island. It was a beautiful time for them to get dressed up in the best they have, visit with friends, and be able to have a nice Christmas meal together. It was hosted by Good Samaritans group in Coxen Hole with the generous help of the Rotary. One of the highlights for me as a photographer is that it allows me to get up close and personal with people. I had so many wonderful visits today. Many of these ladies have been in Bible Studies with me, or they go to our church or I have sat upon their porches. It was such a beautiful afternoon of sharing the good things He is doing in their lives.<br />
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Over and over I heard them proclaim, God is good!! It was such a blessing for me to be able to hug them, listen to them and love on them today. It was beautiful to listen to them sing Christmas carols.. some of them actually worshiping with eyes closed and hands raised. I enjoyed the island songs and since we have been attending an island church for the past 6 years it was fun to sing right along with them.<br />
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Many of these beautiful people are living in conditions that are implorable and yet they exude gratitude for what they have. I would so love to see a Senior's Home built on this island! It is so needed!! God knows! Who knows what He will do in the future?? Nothing is too difficult for Him!<br />
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Another incredible blessing to me personally was the main piano player and singer used to be a drug addict on the street. I had spent many many hours talking with him, sharing with him about Christ and His power to break any addiction, encouraging him to return to the Lord. Well praise God, he did return!! It was really awesome to hear him sing, "I am drinking from my saucer because my cup overflowed!!" I love how the Lord not only restored us, but uses us! And I know He used that young man today!<br />
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I came home with my heart full of JOY at being able to spend time with these dear people. If you connect with anyone in the following photos could you please pray for them. There isn't old age pension here and many of them have daily needs. Thanks for loving them like we do!<br />
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We have some very good news for you! After 6 years of being 'independent' missionaries we decided to partner up with the Evangelical Free Church of Canada Mission (EFCCM). We are very excited to be working together under the umbrella of this awesome Mission organization.<br />
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Presently the EFCCM is involved in over 21 different countries, has over 100 full time missionaries, 6 directors and 10 home staff. It will be thrilling to see all the good things He does as we work together! </div>
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We enjoyed a 4 day orientation in Langley, BC. The EFCCM hold interviews for Career missionary candidates twice a year. We were happy that we were able to attend this "pre-acceptance orientation" which gave us a plethora of information about EFCC, the EFCCM, and other topics regarding cross-cultural life overseas. Some of the topics included EFCC doctrine, becoming a career missionary, communications, support team building and cultural transition survival training.<br />
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We are happy to say that when they accepted us as Career Missionaries we said: YES!<br />
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We were so thrilled that during our stay in Langley we were able to stay with our friends Alice and Brian Barnes. It was great to reconnect with them again! It was also wonderful to spend a few days visiting my sister Bonnie and her husband Tom in Surrey, BC. It's great to connect with family and friends!<br />
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We were given the opportunity to share at our home church, Grace Bible Church in Vernon BC. This was the last church we pastored before going out on the Mission field and we are so deeply grateful for their support in our ministry both financially and prayerfully! It was wonderful to share about our ministry and see so many people we know and love! (and... I got to visit with my sister Kathy as well!)<br />
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We were also able to set up a "Made in Roatan" table at Kelowna Gospel Fellowship and the sales from that definitely will help the poor on the island of Roatan.<br />
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We had an evening at the home of Julie and Mark Kent and were able to share more extensively about the great things that have been happening in Roatan. It was wonderful to visit with several families who have served on the Island. Jake shared a story that evening with tears in his eyes about his experience on the island. He and his wife had come on a cruise ship and we arranged for a local islander to take them on a tour. They had a wonderful day exploring the 'real Roatan' and hearing many interesting stories about life on the island. We met them at "Muddah's Kitchen" restaurant for lunch and the thing that impressed Jake the most was how intertwined we were with so many island people. As he was returning to the port, he asked Bob if there was anything he could do!! He was touched by the poverty and yet those same impoverished people were so happy and caring! He wanted to help!<br />
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Bob mentioned that our friend Zenola needed an operation but since there is no health coverage she couldn't afford it. Jake went back to his small group in Canada with this need weighing on his heart. Within less then a week they had raised the funds for her surgery!! We all sat in the dimly lit room and were moved as he shared that he was a changed man because of that one act of love. <br />
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That is what we are excited to be doing: changing the impoverished by the message of Christ and giving them hope. We love to change the view of the tourists to see beyond themselves to help someone else in need. It is simple: others! Imagine if we all put into practice Phil 2 "do not merely look out for our own personal interests but also for the interests of others".<br />
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Perhaps you'd like to get involved! You can! :-) We are interested in expanding "Team Roatan"!</div>
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We need and value prayer support.We also need financial help to continue to do His work. Presently we need approximately $750 a month more. Anything you can give would be so deeply appreciated!!</div>
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You can now be tax receipted by giving through the EFCCM!</div>
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It is as simple as making a call to the phone number on our prayer card, mention our #2-2046 and they will help you set things up!</div>
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We have 2 more days before we return to the island of Roatan. We are so happy to have been able to spend quality time with our Texas and Oklahoma friends/partners in ministry and now we are using these final days to get caught up on correspondence, brush up on Spanish, print out prayer cards, do some very necessary shopping and basically enjoy some R & R before returning to the field.<br />
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Pray for our artist families' encouragement, spiritual growth and provision</div>
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Pray specifically for Pedro that he would surrender to the Lord</div>
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This is a small presentation of the people we stayed or visited with during our 5 months in Canada and the States. There are <i>many </i>people who are not in this photo but we love you and thank God for you just the same!!</div>
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<li style="text-align: left;"> Thanks for sharing your lives and your hurts with us! </li>
<li style="text-align: left;"> Thanks for letting us sleep in your beds (13 different beds in total)</li>
<li style="text-align: left;"> Thanks for listening to our endless stories about Roatan</li>
<li style="text-align: left;"> Thanks for many delicious meals</li>
<li style="text-align: left;"> Thanks for driving long distances to visit us</li>
<li style="text-align: left;"> Thanks for letting us drive your cars</li>
<li style="text-align: left;"> Thanks for taking us sailing</li>
<li style="text-align: left;"> Thanks for having coffee together</li>
<li style="text-align: left;"> Thanks for wool socks when our feet were freezing in Canada</li>
<li style="text-align: left;"> Thanks for taking us shopping</li>
<li style="text-align: left;"> Thanks for meaningful times of prayer together</li>
<li style="text-align: left;"> Thanks for breakfasts together</li>
<li style="text-align: left;"> Thanks for day trips exploring either Canada, Texas or Oklahoma</li>
<li style="text-align: left;"> Thanks for going for walks with us</li>
<li style="text-align: left;"> Thanks for your financial support</li>
<li style="text-align: left;"> Thanks for believing that He will continue to use us in Roatan!</li>
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Usually, missionaries go on 'home assignment' for 2-3 months. We decided that due to some family issues that we would return to Canada for 3 months to be near our children and then do home assignment for 2 months. Just for the record: 5 months is a very long time to be living out of a suitcase!!! :-)<br />
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But I love how the Lord works! We wanted to actually rent a place in Halifax where our kids were. A place for them to come to eat, hang out and play games together. A place we could call home for awhile. It isn't easy to find a furnished rental place within a missionary budget but God did it! As it a coincidence that our friends just happened to be doing some work at a ladies house who had a rental basement suite available within the exact dates that we needed it? No it is a "God incident" AND, here is the amazing part: the apartment was within walking distance to both the boys apartments and a short walk to the ferry to go see Emily. My words cannot express how wonderful it was to spend a summer with our kids! <br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">so many wonderful memories!</td></tr>
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Some of you have been praying for Matthew. He is doing so well! He has his own apartment, a steady job and has been clean for about a half a year. Please continue to lift him to the Father. The Lord is our only hope and we cherish your prayers for our dear son. Thank you!<br />
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We are so grateful that the kids made the extra effort to spend time with us! <br />
You may be wondering if it was hard for us to leave them? The answer is yes definitely! It is always hard to say goodbye not knowing when we will see them again. But as we leaving I believe the Lord gave Bob a nugget: "We may be leaving them but the Lord is staying with them!"<br />
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We are called to serve Roatan. It comes with a cost but it worth it. Please remember to hold up our family in prayer. We so appreciate your support in this way!<br />
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<br />Debihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11846286487748142416noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5235251731534095841.post-9526467513539628342014-05-29T19:17:00.001-07:002014-05-29T19:23:57.235-07:00Tom's Shoe Drive<br />
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Once again we had the chance to help out with an island wide shoe drive. We worked together with Nidia Webster and went to 21 schools, 10 kindergartens, and one orphanage. In total we fitted over 6000 pairs of shoes!!<br />
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Poor Bob still has a blister on his thumb to prove it! :-)<br />
There were many many happy children running around as by this time many of their school shoes had worn out.<br />
What a blessing to help in this way!<br />
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Debihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11846286487748142416noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5235251731534095841.post-20286641859363006582014-05-19T07:17:00.003-07:002014-05-19T15:53:45.584-07:00God is not dead!Every morning around 6:00, once it is light enough, I make my way out onto our deck where there is a comfy chair, my Bible and various devotion books. It is my time to be alone with Him. I need this time. I want this time! I am blessed because of it!!<br />
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So this morning, the sky is lovely. The sea is calm and I say, Lord what do you want to say this morning?<br />
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He is alive and quite capable of handling everything. If He conquered death and rose again He can certainly handle whatever is happening in my world! And He can even handle what is happening in your world! It's true! AND the same strength that He exerted when He rose from the dead is available to us!!! (Eph. 1:20) WOW!<br />
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About a month ago Rubeen wrote something for me and this morning I saw it laying on my desk<br />
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"He is shorlie (surely) alive! He's living on the inside roaring like a lion!</div>
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Please pray for Rubeen. She is the youngest girl of 13 kids. She has a persona of being tough, sullen and quiet. But I know she is caring, interested and very smart. She often retreats inside her head. I want her to always remember though that He is living on the inside roaring like a lion ~ giving her confidence, boldness and power to do that right thing.</div>
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Debihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11846286487748142416noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5235251731534095841.post-10860769891178143602014-05-06T07:31:00.000-07:002014-05-06T07:32:28.120-07:00Hope in HimI was out on the deck this morning at about 5:45 sitting quietly praying. I looked out towards the horizon and saw such a dramatic heavy cloud over the sea. It was so intense that I ran into the house to get my camera so I could take a photo of it.<br />
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I sat there looking at that heavy cloud and it made me wonder what heavy cloud is hanging around us that we may not see. The cloud of discouragement, despair, confusion. A heavy cloud brought on by bad news: a financial set back, a bad medical report, the discouragement of unanswered prayer, and when I looked up again the cloud was COMPLETELY GONE!!<br />
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I quickly took another photo and when I sat down and I asked the Lord if there was any message for me. I will share what He gave me. It was encouraging for me and I hope it will be for you too.<br />
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Why are you in despair, O my soul,</div>
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And why have you become disturbed within me?</div>
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Hope in God, for I shall yet again praise Him,</div>
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The help of my contenance and my God.</div>
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I am hoping in God. I have chosen to trust Him. Our future is vague and uncertain. We would like to return to Canada for a short sabbatical but there is a plethora of details to work out. There are changes in the air but I will not give way to fear or try to 'make it happen'. I am trusting in Him to lead us and to guide us. And guess what? He is!!</div>
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By the time Easter arrived I was overcome with gratitude and while watching the Passion of the Christ with two local island girls I was moved to tears. He said YES to the most horrific and painful plan that His Father ever devised. Someone needed to die for the crimes, the offenses, the abuse, the neglect, the SIN that separated us from the Father. I am grateful He did!!<br />
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We also watched the movie Son of God, and the TV series the Bible. All those images just conjured up feelings of gratitude and thankfulness in my spirit.<br />
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When my kids were small I used to decorate eggs with them. I hadn't planned on doing it but when Rubeen and Ashley came by the house on Good Friday I decided to ask if they wanted to decorate eggs for fun. They looked at me with this blank look on their faces... decorate eggs??? why?? So I was able to show them food dye and how to make different colours and how to colour with crayon and decorate them. They loved it!!<br />
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After that we watched the Passion of the Christ together. I was a little nervous about it being too graphic for the girls but I explained everything as we watched it. They cried along side me. What love. For me, as a mother, I was wrought with grief as I watched Mary grieve over the atrocities that happened to her son. I stopped the video at one point and shared Isaiah 52:14 with them which says that 'His appearance was so disfigured beyond that of any human being, and His form marred beyond human likeness'. I remember years ago when the movie "The Passion of the Christ' first came out I wondered if Mel Gibson had made it too graphic as his movies can be a bit 'blood thirsty'. I asked the Lord (since He was there) and He brought that verse in Isa. 52 to mind. When I read it, I realized that truly He suffered more then any other man who the sins of the world.</div>
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On Easter Saturday I decided to make Easter bread. I have not made that bread in 6 years and I used to make it every Easter in Canada. I think it was the egg decorating that got me going with that idea, but either way, it was wonderful to have our neighbour's over for bread, cake and fruit on our deck. We ended up visiting all day together: playing games, talking and going for a late afternoon swim.</div>
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On Easter Sunday Bob and I rose at the dawn of that day and drove to the Lighthouse on the way to West Bay. It was disappointing because as we arrived it began to rain. Bob read the account from Luke about His resurrection with the sound of rain pelting our car. We love to watch the sunrise and I was so grateful when the rain stopped and we were able to see the most beautiful sunrise ever!!!</div>
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<br />Debihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11846286487748142416noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5235251731534095841.post-89928738923487603642014-04-21T15:05:00.001-07:002014-09-24T17:09:51.659-07:00Lessons I am Learning....Here are some things I am learning. They are random thoughts. They are excerpts from my journal. They are straight from my heart. At first I was writing in second person but I changed to first person because... well.. these are things that I am learning. If you want to apply them to yourself that is great and I know you will be blessed.....<br />
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~ when it is too difficult to talk about heavy problems I am learning that in silence He is there<br />
~ when I come to the end of myself totally it is where I find true grace and real life in Him<br />
~ following the Lord isn't clear cut.. it is a moment by moment trust that creates a bend in the road and a change of direction<br />
~the Lord will only speak to me when I ask and also when I am willing to do what He says....<br />
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~ when no one else seems to understand me, I am learning to simply draw closer to Jesus. He is intimately acquainted with all my ways<br />
~true love doesn't demand change but stands beside the person accepting them yet believing for more<br />
~pruning hurts! but it shows that He is still at work in me...<br />
~if I keep going and going then eventually my body will suffer. It's part of life. I am learning to take care of myself<br />
~self-effort is exhausting and it is the opposite to what He desires<br />
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~no is talking about dying to self but it is central to the Christian faith and produces true life<br />
~a lot of activity does not equate with His activity .. it only leads to burn out<br />
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~Christian service is not a replacement for intimacy with Him. we only kid ourselves in our busyness<br />
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~the path is narrow and few find it. I want to be on the narrow path<br />
~He opens doors and closes doors. Our job is to stay close enough so we can be certain of our next steps<br />
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~I used to believe that facebook was about connecting but it isn't really about connecting. it an exchange of information (which is good). I have learned that it takes effort to be in relationship but it is worth it and I value those who are in my life...truly in my life. thank you. you know who you are.<br />
~I have about 10 friends (including family) in my life right now, I mean really "in there". people I talk to,write emails to, do things with and laugh with. I consider myself hugely blessed.<br />
~the biggest step of faith for me is believing in His keeping power and love in regards to our kids.<br />
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~sleep is essential. I used to get about 5 -6 hours a night and now I am getting about 7 hours a night. I take a natural sleep-aid to help me sleep. There is no shame in that. I feel great!<br />
~without love I am a noisy gong. He is teaching me that true love listens and doesn't keep a record of wrongs. <br />
~whatever I think about will consume me over time...I am learning to not act on everything that enters my mind (part of being A.D.D)<br />
~I am learning what it means to be 'in Him'<br />
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~He waited a long time for me to wear myself out, and to learn the secret of silence and song<br />
~I am learning to spend time with Him first and to do the things He wants in a day<br />
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~mental health is something we all deal with. we just don't talk about it much. I am learning to be honest. I have A.D.D. which means my mind never stops. If I do everything I think about then I will collapse. I can't do that anymore.<br />
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~I still don't know what what wrong with my body. It could be fibromyalgia but it doesn't matter because it brought me back to Him in such a humble and dependent way and I am forever grateful for that. I will face whatever with the strength He gives...<br />
~I am learning to not eat chocolate since it creates a flare up in my body and I ache for days afterwards. <br />
~I am realizing that life is simple: Love God. Love others. Love yourself. In that order.<br />
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~there are two things that I am starting to incorporate in my life regularly: trusting people into His hands,and thanking Him for what He is doing<br />
~I don't need to be in control. Big sigh....<br />
~if I hold things or people too tightly in my hands then I have to let go of His hand and that is disasterous!<br />
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~when I am assured of His approval then I can relax and not seek after anyone else's. this is a huge and valuable lesson that is impacting my life in awesome ways!<br />
~following Jesus is unorthodox but the peace I have these days is incredible<br />
~I don't have to worry about arranging everything!! <br />
~I can laugh at the days to come (Prov. 31:25b)<br />
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<br />Debihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11846286487748142416noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5235251731534095841.post-42187937304510138102014-04-09T18:01:00.003-07:002014-04-26T06:43:32.986-07:00The sound I love the most!There are certain sounds that move us and evoke all sorts of emotions. I have been thinking about that lately. I am intrigued at how a sound can bring back a memory.<br />
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The beautiful sound of a newborn first cry... it is so raw, so new and so fulfilling. I cherish the sound of "honey I'm home!" or the sound of kids saying, "Mom can I have a snack?!" Or the sound of feet crunching on snow looking for Christmas tree. I love the sound of a loon's lonely cry at the lake. It makes me grateful for family nearby. I love the sound of palms rustling or the roar of the sea. crashing against rocks! I love the sound of my feet walking on dry autumn leaves. It reminds me that change is inevitable. I love the sound of a crackling fire. It soothes me and lulls me.<br />
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I thoroughly enjoy the sound of laughter!! It can be the belly laugh from someone in my family or even the sound of a stranger laughing in a crowd. It makes me smile! Or the sound of a baby laughing... my word that is so precious!!! And oh how I love the sound of a love-whisper in my ear... it can stir my heart to tears.<br />
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I wasn't always a bible reader. Nope. I wasn't raised up believing and seeking the face of God. But for the past 30 years I have made it a practice to daily read His Word. But lately it has become more and more and more central for me and I am astounded of how intimate He has become to me. The Bible brings life to me. I am grateful for the way His Word speaks to me and each time I turn the page I marvel at how specific He is to me. If you haven't read the Bible in awhile then I encourage you to read it with an open heart because it is a love letter.<br />
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It is the sound of love divine. </div>
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It is the sound of freedom. </div>
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It is the sound of quiet comfort. </div>
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It is the sound of His voice.</div>
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<br />Debihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11846286487748142416noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5235251731534095841.post-45996214174365893572014-03-30T06:10:00.000-07:002014-03-31T03:17:37.873-07:00A wigga?? what is that??!The other day while at the Made in Roatan shop we were taking a break for lunch. Esther, Lora and I were sitting on a bench eating. Bob walked into the shop and made a comment about us being like a cookie: vanilla, chocolate, vanilla (white, black, white)<br />
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Then Esther said, Oh no, this is how it is: a wigga, a islander and an american. <br />
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A wigga? What is that???!<br />
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So here is the conversation:<br />
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Esther: Miss Debi you are a wigga!<br />
Debi: What is a wigga?<br />
Esther: A wigga is a white person who acts like a black person.<br />
Debi: Oh is that a good thing or a bad thing?<br />
Esther: For you it is a good thing because you are black in your soul. You love us. You love our food, our music, our language, our culture!!<br />
Debi: Oh okay so it's okay to be a wigga?<br />
Esther: Some people try to be black but they aren't but you are. You are one of us.<br />
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Who knew??? :-)<br />
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I went on to explain that I have always loved black culture. While in Africa I fit right in. In Nova Scotia there is a large black community that was moved from the heart of Halifax out to Preston and we often went to church there. My friends back there used to say I was a 'black wannabe'<br />
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I was raised up poor. Really poor by Canadian standards and the way I was raised has had an effect on me even to this day. The poor value people more then things, they don't mind sharing (even food or drink) The poor don't make appointments to visit, they just show up at your door. They are honest.. sometimes to a fault. If they are late it is usually because they have been talking to someone. They may not have much materially but they are rich in relationships and also rich in faith.</div>
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So I really fit in here because most of the above statements is how I have lived my life for years. While in Canada I had to learn not to be late so much and also to filter my honesty but here it is okay.<br />
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Over the years of being here I have also learned to speak island (cajun/bad english) and it comes natural for me now. I don't even think about it anymore. <br />
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A wigga? Yup and glad to be one!! :-)<br />
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<br />Debihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11846286487748142416noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5235251731534095841.post-65061385508959068292014-03-19T06:06:00.000-07:002014-03-22T14:57:14.771-07:00Re-focusedEver feel like your world is spinning faster then it should be? That there are too many plates on it and you can barely keep them all in the air. I love our life here and daily thank God for the endless ways He shows Himself and the many countless answer to prayers but I had let a few things slip. Well really only one thing: intimacy. Without intimacy then our lives become about work and stress and strain.<br />
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Then put into the mix health issues. The first thing I noticed was that I was cold. I didn't think too much of it because it was our rainy season but I was colder then most. Even as the weather warmed up a bit I was still cold. I was colder then my island friends, and slept with socks and a blanket (still do actually...) So I thought it was thyroid. But nope. My doctor here was concerned with my low pulse and thought it was my heart. Since we were going to the Mainland for a missionary retreat he suggested I see a cardiologist and my tests came back fine . He re-did the thyroid and that came back fine. I am waiting for one more test which will be ready today. It is an anti-body test so we will see. I think it is thryoid, but He knows.<br />
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The other thing I faced was fatigue. Totally weak. Burnt out. Many people thought that perhaps it was an attack on our ministry but I realized that part of it was a sifting. A shaking.<br />
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He was sifting me. \And sifting hurts!! Oh my, it was painful! If you haven't been sifted lately it requires a stripping away of everything that is not truly of Him. Shake, shake, shake!! Busyness. Shake. Self-effort. Shake. Routine. Shake. Scurrying to meet all the needs: SHAKE!!!!!!!!<br />
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So what did all that shaking and sifting result in??</div>
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<b> brokenness ~~ abandonment ~ dependance on Him.</b></div>
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<i>Re-focus. Renewed peace. Less stress</i></div>
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This is an excerpt from my newest journal:<br />
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<i>"Focus, focus, focus.</i><i>on Him, Only. </i><i>That is what I need to do.</i><i>. Re-shift my focus. </i></div>
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<i> Lately I was focusing on what needed to be done, and the needs are sooo great!! </i></div>
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<i> I am re-learning to live IN Him.</i></div>
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<i> Not what I have to do but what He has graced me to BE here. </i><i>Simple: light and love</i></div>
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Some of you know that I am off facebook. I gave it up for Lent. I had originally thought that I would do 'JBFB': Jesus before Facebook. Sounds good right? Make sure I spent good and beautiful times of intimacy with Him first. So while at the Missionary retreat I was praying and talking to Him about this and it came to mind: <i>Would you give up Facebook for Me? </i>UMMMM???? Really.<br />
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What is life like without facebook??<br />
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1. Well firstly, I have TIME. So much more time. It's incredible. I found it took alot of time just read all my notifications, comment, and look at photos. Then you add playing scrabble with two friends, and Candy Crush. (well I had deleted candy crush before I actually deactivated... that is a big time stealer). I have time!! \I have time for Jesus. I am writing in my journal again.. every day, and spending enough time to read His word and also hear His voice. Beautiful beyond words. Its been such a blessing. I have time with Bob. I have time to talk on the phone with my kids. I have time to go outside and walk through my garden....I have time to be creative and to read.<br />
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2. Being off facebook forces me to make the effort to connect. It means I have to call, skype or type mails. . I type emails to my family and friends. They write back. It's beautiful. There is no LIKE button in the real world. It makes me think and express true words and true feelings. <br />
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3. I realize out of about 300 friends that I really only have about 10 friends. (yes that includes our kids!) People who actually write me or call me. You know what, that is a blessing!! It is wonderful thing to have that many people who love me regardless if it is easy or if I am 'accessible'. True friends. Thank you.<br />
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4. I realize the world goes on without me. I don't need to know everything!!! :-) Yes I miss the updates and seeing what is going on but truthfully I have been praying for you more without the visual. Go figure... that is so like God. <br />
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I have about a month left to be 'facebook-less'. After Lent I will ask if I am to return to it. I really can't say right now. I miss it but not as much as I thought I would. If you want to connect then write me at roatandebi@gmail.com.<br />
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So all is well. I am staying 'in the vine', abiding and just in awe of His daily blessings. I am regaining my physical strength daily and I am learning that it is not my job to do it all. I have trained my Made in Roatan girls well and this last month they have proved that they are more then capable to creative beautiful things with me sitting beside them. I have learned to sit. I am staying connected with my kids more intentionally through skype or emails. Long distance relationships are hard and take effort but it is worth it. I talk to them everyday. Bob and I share from the word together and pray after supper every evening. It is sweet to snuggle on the couch together and pour into each other's lives and pray for what concerns us.<br />
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Re-focused. Love and light. Jesus first. Family and friends second. Ministry third. The rest of the world: as He leads.<br />
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I asked the Lord for a verse. A fresh word from Him and this is the verse that came to mind:<br />
Isaiah 46:4 (just like that.. it came to my mind) So I looked it up and there it is:<br />
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<b>"Even to your old age, and gray hair. I am He. I am He who will sustain you. I have made you and I will carry you. I will sustain you and I will rescue you."</b><br />
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How beautiful is that?? It brings tears to my eyes. I don't know if you noticed that He said He would 'sustain me' TWICE! So I looked it up and sustain means this:<br />
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I can attest that through it all: through health issues, extreme exhaustion, weariness, family troubles that He is my support and I am trusting Him to restore me (and He is) and take care of Mattie (and He is)<br />
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The light is on. Jesus is in the main room of my life again. (not off in a little corner....I am being honest folks... it is easy to compartmentalize Him. sad but true.) Keep making it real!<br />
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<br />Debihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11846286487748142416noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5235251731534095841.post-30791968630297707922014-02-25T04:21:00.000-08:002014-02-25T04:32:31.952-08:00Making it through DengueWe have been living on this island for close to 6 years now. I would say we have definitely acclimated. Yes it's hot but we have adjusted. Yes there are bugs but they don't scare us (that much!) Yes there are sand flies but they don't bite us. Yes there aren't many good places to shop but we really don't mind that. Yes it takes about an hour to get through the bank and we have accepted that is the way it is here. Yes people drive like absolute maniacs and yes we have now joined them and drive the same way!! Yes there are mosquitoes and they don't bother us. I used to say that but now I say "beware"! <br />
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On January 25, very suddenly Bob had severe chills and a headache. It was instant and came on with a fury. He rarely gets sick and we thought it was a flu. That evening he laid on the couch wrapped in a blanket shivering. I gave him something for the headache and the fever. I knew he was sick when he didn't go to church with me. He never misses church!! I decided to go to church here in Sandy Bay so I wouldn't be gone so long. I came home to see him still resting on the couch. He said he was doing alright but I could see in his eyes that he was very sick. At one point I looked at his bloodshot eyes and said, Bob maybe you have dengue!! He gave me that 'are you crazy?' and said it was just the flu. But inside I was worried. The next day I drove him to the clinic to get tested for malaria and dengue. He said in the waiting room with a red airplane blanket wrapped around him. I just kept thinking... boy he is sick!!!<br />
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Sure enough: dengue!!! :-(<br />
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We were happy to see that his platelets weren't that low... yet. The doctor just said to give him tylonel for the fever, keep him hydrated and resting.<br />
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Bob was an exceptional patient! He did everything he was told to do! The main problem with dengue is that if your platelets drop too low then you can go into shock, your organs shut down, your blood vessels break and your platelets drop to an alarming rate. You can read about <a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Dengue_fever" target="_blank">dengue</a> here.<br />
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Needless to say, we asked for prayer!! I want to thank those of you who carried Bob through this terrible virus!! All of his symptoms were terrible: the raging fever, the aching bones (they call dengue the 'broken bone disease' because it is so painful), the excruciating headaches, the rash, the times of delusion, the nausea, the loss of appetite, and the weeks of weakness and tiredness that rack your body. BUT here is the amazing part: all of his symptoms were mimimal. It was really incredible. Normal platelet levels are between 150 - 500 and his were first at 155 and then dropped to 148. I read stories of people on the internet whose platelets dropped to 48 or to 20 and they were hospitalized!!! I saw photos on the internet of people with a total body rash and he had a small rash on his chest that went away the next day. <br />
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One day Bob said to me, "I believe that all the prayers of so many people are really helping me. All my symptoms are minimal and it is the Lord's hand on me"<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">did you know that payaya juice increase platelet levels? good thing we have payaya and a juicer!</td></tr>
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An update: it is now about a month since he recovered from dengue and he is still quite fatiqued and tired. It can take up to 6 weeks to get over it completely. I am impressed with how he daily presses into the Lord for strength and continues to serve and love the people here!</div>
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<span style="text-align: center;"> <span style="font-size: large;"> Again thanks for your prayers!!</span></span></div>
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