<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7006657568573565401</id><updated>2011-07-30T16:36:54.283-05:00</updated><category term='Journal'/><category term='Frequently Asked Questions'/><category term='About Guatemala'/><category term='Mission Trips'/><category term='Team Photos'/><category term='Donations'/><category term='Knowing God'/><category term='San Marcos'/><category term='About Us'/><category term='Projects'/><title type='text'>When Will We Cry?</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whenwillwecry.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7006657568573565401/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whenwillwecry.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7006657568573565401/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>When Will We Cry?</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01479276223112977024</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E5cWo3i9mPU/S9DxWOTbBeI/AAAAAAAAA80/EHIYlHEuPoQ/S220/WWWCY+Twitter+Profile.png'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>127</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7006657568573565401.post-4135118477105224557</id><published>2011-04-03T11:16:00.007-05:00</published><updated>2011-04-03T11:38:24.107-05:00</updated><title type='text'>We've Moved!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center; 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margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E5cWo3i9mPU/S9Q0wLoUe8I/AAAAAAAAA-M/jZmr-ccyPSs/s320/Team+Antigua.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5464050250267524034" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Being home twelve days in a row has sure been a blessing. I have enjoyed spending time with Donna, having the time to update the web site, and hearing from many of you. I have also had the time, with the help of some friends, to get some things done around the house. I am so grateful for all of you being apart of our lives!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Over the next couple of weeks I will be busy with some speaking engagements and preparing to head back to Guatemala on May 8, but before getting into all of that I wanted to say thank you once again to The Bridge Church, Spring Hill, TN for their kindness, generosity and sacrificial love they have for all people. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our relationship with The Bridge began six years ago after John Howard, long time friend and WWWC board member moved to Spring Hill. John called and said we have found this wonderful church, you need to come check it out. Our hearts were blessed with our very first visit to The Bridge and the blessing continues to today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Moving On --Two Books Every Believer Should Read: (In my humble opinion)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Recently I have been reading a book called Crazy Love, written by Francis Chan, a pastor in California. In it he said that his church had gotten to the place where they gave fifty percent of their total offerings away. Saying, "we decided that when God said Love your neighbor as yourself, He meant it. Why should I or we have more than our neighbor?" This is extreme thinking for most, but perhaps it should cause us to re-assess lifestyles, reevaluate personal giving and perhaps rethink our next new upgrades. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In a new book called Radical, Taking back your faith from the American Dream by David Platt, pastor of The Church of Brook Hills, Birmingham, AL, he says this.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here we stand amid an American dream dominated by self-advancement, self-esteem, and self-sufficiency, by individualism, materialism, and universalism. Yet I want to show you our desperate need to revisit the words of Jesus, to listen to them, to believe them, and to obey them. We need to return with urgency to a biblical gospel, because the cost of not doing so is great for our lives, our families, our churches, and the world around us. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I mentioned previously, I have more questions than I have answers. And every day I see more disconnects between the Christ of Scripture and the Christianity that characterizes my life and the church God has entrusted me to lead. I have so far to go. We have so far to go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I want to know him. I want to experience him. I want to be part of a people who delight in him like the brothers and sisters in underground Asia who have nothing but him. And I want to be part of a people who are risking it all for him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For the sake of more than a billion people today who have yet to even hear the gospel, I want to risk it all. For the sake of twenty-six thousand children who will die today of starvation or a preventable disease, I want to risk it all. For the sake of an increasingly marginalized and relatively ineffective church in our culture, I want to risk it all. For the sake of my life, my family, and the people who surround me, I want to risk it all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The verdict's still out......will I risk it all? WIll you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Praying this finds you well but causes discomfort.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lewis and Donna&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7006657568573565401-4841462925458982439?l=whenwillwecry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whenwillwecry.blogspot.com/feeds/4841462925458982439/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7006657568573565401&amp;postID=4841462925458982439&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7006657568573565401/posts/default/4841462925458982439'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7006657568573565401/posts/default/4841462925458982439'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whenwillwecry.blogspot.com/2010/04/its-wrap-bridge-2010-guatemala-mission.html' title='It&apos;s A Wrap - The Bridge 2010 Guatemala Mission'/><author><name>When Will We Cry?</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01479276223112977024</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E5cWo3i9mPU/S9DxWOTbBeI/AAAAAAAAA80/EHIYlHEuPoQ/S220/WWWCY+Twitter+Profile.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E5cWo3i9mPU/S9Q0wLoUe8I/AAAAAAAAA-M/jZmr-ccyPSs/s72-c/Team+Antigua.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7006657568573565401.post-5766466238297659285</id><published>2010-04-21T19:57:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2010-04-22T08:17:46.668-05:00</updated><title type='text'>A Shoe Shine Boy Named David</title><content type='html'>Ten months ago, while attending the annual pastors conference at Piedra Partida, Daniel Brackin, Jay H. and myself had stopped in for some grub at our favorite Mexican Taco stand in Malacatan. We were approached by a young boy who shines shoes for a living. Wearing Flip Flops we passed on the shinne but invited this young lad to eat with us. His name was David. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After a few tacos and limited conversation we tried sharing Christ with David but he didn't seem to understand. A little shy perhaps or maybe he was unsure of our kindness. He seemed to be intimidated so we left well enough alone. We invited him back the next night, same time same place. Thanking us, he gathered his small wooden shoe shine box and walked away.  Unfortunately, were unable to return the next night as we had promised.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Ever since that night, when I travel through Malacatan, I look for David but I never saw him again.......that is until last week. As we were having dinner at the taco stand, Roderick Carrasco, The Bridge team member, was talking with a little Guatemalan boy. It was David! We invited him in to eat with us and Roderick, fluent in spanish, who has a tender, gentle voice, was able to get David to open up. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We found that David lived with and worked for his grandmother. Each day, from eight in the morning until eight at night, David walked the streets, shining shoes, earning around 25Q or $3.00 daily for his labors. He was a little upset because some older boys had robbed him earlier in the day. I found later that this is a way of life for children who work on the streets.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E5cWo3i9mPU/S8-uTBf_-2I/AAAAAAAAA8k/aG59vmQ4__Q/s1600/gua10+084.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 318px; height: 215px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E5cWo3i9mPU/S8-uTBf_-2I/AAAAAAAAA8k/aG59vmQ4__Q/s320/gua10+084.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5462776514867100514" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Lord provided the opportunity to share Christ once again that night, and this time, with tears in his eyes, David bowed his head and prayed to receive Christ into his life. We sat and talked with him a bit more and blessed him with a few dollars. With a slight grin he thanked as we said our good byes. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We watched him cross the busy street, with his little shoe shine box straped over his shoulder. His hand squeezed tightly the pocket he had placed the money that we gave him, and just as quickly as he had appeared he vanished into the crowded streets. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later that night I began praying for David, asking God to keep him safe and perhaps allow us to see him again. Hoping we might learn more about him, get to meet his grandmother, perhaps help him go to school. I began to think about just how insignificant a little boy, who shined shoes for a living, was to those he came in contact with each day. After all, he is only a 12 yr old boy. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I prayed that night the Lord spoke to my heart saying “Lewis, David may be an insignificant little shoe shine boy to many, but let Me remind you of another little boy who lived a long time ago. He too was named David, and there were many who looked at him as only a lowly shepherd boy, but I knew better! ”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; "Thank you Lord, for the blessing of meeting a little shoe shine boy named David."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; If there's not a "little David" in your life, perhaps there should be. "Through Your Eyes oh Lord, may we each see."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E5cWo3i9mPU/S8-uxt85VaI/AAAAAAAAA8s/ze0FIBjVuLw/s1600/Lewis.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E5cWo3i9mPU/S8-uxt85VaI/AAAAAAAAA8s/ze0FIBjVuLw/s320/Lewis.jpeg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5462777042195535266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for listening. Lord bless you and keep you. It's a great day to seek the Lord!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lewis&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7006657568573565401-5766466238297659285?l=whenwillwecry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whenwillwecry.blogspot.com/feeds/5766466238297659285/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7006657568573565401&amp;postID=5766466238297659285&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7006657568573565401/posts/default/5766466238297659285'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7006657568573565401/posts/default/5766466238297659285'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whenwillwecry.blogspot.com/2010/04/shoe-shine-boy-named-david.html' title='A Shoe Shine Boy Named David'/><author><name>When Will We Cry?</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01479276223112977024</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E5cWo3i9mPU/S9DxWOTbBeI/AAAAAAAAA80/EHIYlHEuPoQ/S220/WWWCY+Twitter+Profile.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E5cWo3i9mPU/S8-uTBf_-2I/AAAAAAAAA8k/aG59vmQ4__Q/s72-c/gua10+084.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7006657568573565401.post-3430034375211796875</id><published>2010-04-18T22:47:00.009-05:00</published><updated>2010-04-19T07:45:38.066-05:00</updated><title type='text'>More Bridge Missions Trip</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E5cWo3i9mPU/S8vS9C0ftMI/AAAAAAAAA8M/rQkMw1PKjbU/s1600/Austin+ballons.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E5cWo3i9mPU/S8vS9C0ftMI/AAAAAAAAA8M/rQkMw1PKjbU/s320/Austin+ballons.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5461690919287764162" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Austin Burger, a 5 year veteran in coming to Guatemala and the youngest team member with The Bridge. He has many talents including making ballon animals for the kids. Austin spent his Spring Break serving in Guatemala.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E5cWo3i9mPU/S8vUzmKGlXI/AAAAAAAAA8U/RlE7P8BKIfA/s1600/DSC00135.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E5cWo3i9mPU/S8vUzmKGlXI/AAAAAAAAA8U/RlE7P8BKIfA/s320/DSC00135.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5461692955998197106" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Austin rides in the back of our truck as we maneuver up the mountain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E5cWo3i9mPU/S8vVuN-0C7I/AAAAAAAAA8c/2pyhR75Cs1Q/s1600/DSC00150.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E5cWo3i9mPU/S8vVuN-0C7I/AAAAAAAAA8c/2pyhR75Cs1Q/s320/DSC00150.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5461693963120675762" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Bridge team walks the hill up from Pastor Lopez home in Armenia. At 10,000 feet the air is a bit thinner.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7006657568573565401-3430034375211796875?l=whenwillwecry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whenwillwecry.blogspot.com/feeds/3430034375211796875/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7006657568573565401&amp;postID=3430034375211796875&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7006657568573565401/posts/default/3430034375211796875'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7006657568573565401/posts/default/3430034375211796875'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whenwillwecry.blogspot.com/2010/04/more-bridge-missions-pics.html' title='More Bridge Missions Trip'/><author><name>When Will We Cry?</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01479276223112977024</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E5cWo3i9mPU/S9DxWOTbBeI/AAAAAAAAA80/EHIYlHEuPoQ/S220/WWWCY+Twitter+Profile.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E5cWo3i9mPU/S8vS9C0ftMI/AAAAAAAAA8M/rQkMw1PKjbU/s72-c/Austin+ballons.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7006657568573565401.post-8987071619354911843</id><published>2010-04-18T20:58:00.009-05:00</published><updated>2010-04-18T21:37:01.565-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Noah, the Pig Man</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E5cWo3i9mPU/S8u5VZmWkII/AAAAAAAAA68/eGzsCEOUVFI/s1600/Team+food.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E5cWo3i9mPU/S8u5VZmWkII/AAAAAAAAA68/eGzsCEOUVFI/s320/Team+food.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5461662750416998530" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Wednesday, after a breakfast of eggs, black beans, pico, corn tortillas and fresh pina, the team prepared more food to deliver. We loaded everything and got on the road by 9AM.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today we were going to meet Pastor Lopez, of Armenia, in Ixchiguan (Itchy Wan). He is the lead pastor for the region and would guide us to Choanla. A wonderful story unfolds as we wait in Ixchiguan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E5cWo3i9mPU/S8u7HmL8U3I/AAAAAAAAA7E/IVA8Rq-BUcA/s1600/town+1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E5cWo3i9mPU/S8u7HmL8U3I/AAAAAAAAA7E/IVA8Rq-BUcA/s320/town+1.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5461664712300974962" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Arriving in this busy little town by 11am we found that Pastor Lopez would be delayed 30 minutes or so because of a flat tire.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E5cWo3i9mPU/S8u72IYr60I/AAAAAAAAA7M/TzebBZAnPC8/s1600/town.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E5cWo3i9mPU/S8u72IYr60I/AAAAAAAAA7M/TzebBZAnPC8/s320/town.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5461665511755213634" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt; I had pulled over to the side of the road only to find that I was pointed in the wrong direction. Wanting to be ready to leave when Pastor Lopez arrived, I pulled back onto the road, made a loop and parked down and across from where we had been.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E5cWo3i9mPU/S8u9Cm3tCKI/AAAAAAAAA7U/BD_5PnrIN9A/s1600/Market.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E5cWo3i9mPU/S8u9Cm3tCKI/AAAAAAAAA7U/BD_5PnrIN9A/s320/Market.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5461666825608431778" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was market day in Ixchiguan and the streets were crowded with people and livestock. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E5cWo3i9mPU/S8u9oJFXdFI/AAAAAAAAA7c/WyiaMcYyXeI/s1600/P1010460.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E5cWo3i9mPU/S8u9oJFXdFI/AAAAAAAAA7c/WyiaMcYyXeI/s320/P1010460.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5461667470447703122" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Roderick and a couple of others had gotten out of the van and were handing out some Christian tracs while greeting folks walking by.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E5cWo3i9mPU/S8u-1JYO57I/AAAAAAAAA7k/pwpVdyKQ_Do/s1600/CIMG1343.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E5cWo3i9mPU/S8u-1JYO57I/AAAAAAAAA7k/pwpVdyKQ_Do/s320/CIMG1343.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5461668793376761778" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The place I found to park was right by some pigs that were tied to a road sign.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E5cWo3i9mPU/S8u_TjAsSHI/AAAAAAAAA7s/zcz0zxhQTrc/s1600/DSC00214.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E5cWo3i9mPU/S8u_TjAsSHI/AAAAAAAAA7s/zcz0zxhQTrc/s320/DSC00214.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5461669315653421170" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just as we got comfortable, a small truck pulled up with a guy motioning that he needed to back in where we were sitting. Kindly obliging, I yielded him enough room to back in. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With Roderick"s help, we found out the guy had just bought these porkers and wanted to load them on his truck. In the midst of squealing pigs and the team's desire to help by trying to coax them on the truck with our snacks, it became apparent that God had set this whole thing up. &lt;br /&gt;Roderick gave Noah, the guy in the truck, a couple of PB and crackers and Noah ate the crackers as he continued the process of loading his pigs. This brought laughter and opened up more communication.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E5cWo3i9mPU/S8vACMnLLJI/AAAAAAAAA70/869nqrCj9Cg/s1600/Noe.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E5cWo3i9mPU/S8vACMnLLJI/AAAAAAAAA70/869nqrCj9Cg/s320/Noe.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5461670117094665362" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Soon Roderick was talking with Noah about the Lord. For the next few minutes all was quiet as Noe listened intently. Noah's wife, who was helping him load the pigs, began to cry as it was evident that God was at work. As the team prayed silently in the van, Noah surrendered his life to Christ. As the conversation ended Pastor Lopez appeared. As always, God's timing was perfect. The team gave Noah a Bible and we went rejoicing on our way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E5cWo3i9mPU/S8vBazSwtgI/AAAAAAAAA78/aco2EtR_Jf4/s1600/truck+ride.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E5cWo3i9mPU/S8vBazSwtgI/AAAAAAAAA78/aco2EtR_Jf4/s320/truck+ride.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5461671639306515970" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We're riding Guatemalan style.....God is good!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for your prayers and support,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lewis and DonnaThomas&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;931-703-0857&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Those who sow in tears shall reap with shouts of joy!" Ps 126:5&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When will we cry?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7006657568573565401-8987071619354911843?l=whenwillwecry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whenwillwecry.blogspot.com/feeds/8987071619354911843/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7006657568573565401&amp;postID=8987071619354911843&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7006657568573565401/posts/default/8987071619354911843'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7006657568573565401/posts/default/8987071619354911843'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whenwillwecry.blogspot.com/2010/04/noah-pig-man.html' title='Noah, the Pig Man'/><author><name>When Will We Cry?</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01479276223112977024</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E5cWo3i9mPU/S9DxWOTbBeI/AAAAAAAAA80/EHIYlHEuPoQ/S220/WWWCY+Twitter+Profile.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E5cWo3i9mPU/S8u5VZmWkII/AAAAAAAAA68/eGzsCEOUVFI/s72-c/Team+food.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7006657568573565401.post-3580487209542018276</id><published>2010-04-15T14:41:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2010-04-25T07:53:00.811-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Chicken Buses and a dense fog called "The Cold"</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E5cWo3i9mPU/S8dswubJbYI/AAAAAAAAA6k/DVwySEFzA_c/s1600/P101Bus+and+road0482.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E5cWo3i9mPU/S8dswubJbYI/AAAAAAAAA6k/DVwySEFzA_c/s320/P101Bus+and+road0482.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5460452657561431426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Multi colored, tricked out, old school busses, with beefy springs and powerful diesel engines rule the roads in much of Guatemala. We call them "Chicken Buses and they are transportation for people in the rural areas. On the roads that they can travel, they tend to make life miserable for smaller vehicles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E5cWo3i9mPU/S8dtqUp-EdI/AAAAAAAAA6s/4BEHnXpv0Ns/s1600/fog.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E5cWo3i9mPU/S8dtqUp-EdI/AAAAAAAAA6s/4BEHnXpv0Ns/s320/fog.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5460453647076692434" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Leaving Choanla a dense fog set in. I had heard Ely speak of it many times before but never had we seen it this bad. With low visibility the mountain roads become even more treacherous - We called - you prayed - God answered. The fog cleared as we continued our journey.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E5cWo3i9mPU/S8dvCJO4TkI/AAAAAAAAA60/mrIvFhfpCwU/s1600/P1010541.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 147px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E5cWo3i9mPU/S8dvCJO4TkI/AAAAAAAAA60/mrIvFhfpCwU/s320/P1010541.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5460455155838766658" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;High up in the mountains of Guatemala lies the village of Choanla. Their lives have been touched by the generosity of a small group of believers from Spring Hill, TN and their church family - The Bridge.&lt;br /&gt;Our experience at Choanla will be one not soon forgotten. Children, who had never seen Americans, a bit apprehensive at first soon warmed our hearts with their smiles and humble appreciation. I pray that this story in some way has touched your life. We are a blessed people called to go and share the gospel of our Lord and Savior, Christ Jesus. To Him be all glory!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for being! Your prayers and support are being used for the on going of His Kingdom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lewis and Donna Thomas&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7006657568573565401-3580487209542018276?l=whenwillwecry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whenwillwecry.blogspot.com/feeds/3580487209542018276/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7006657568573565401&amp;postID=3580487209542018276&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7006657568573565401/posts/default/3580487209542018276'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7006657568573565401/posts/default/3580487209542018276'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whenwillwecry.blogspot.com/2010/04/chicken-buses-and-dense-fog-called-cold.html' title='Chicken Buses and a dense fog called &quot;The Cold&quot;'/><author><name>When Will We Cry?</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01479276223112977024</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E5cWo3i9mPU/S9DxWOTbBeI/AAAAAAAAA80/EHIYlHEuPoQ/S220/WWWCY+Twitter+Profile.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E5cWo3i9mPU/S8dswubJbYI/AAAAAAAAA6k/DVwySEFzA_c/s72-c/P101Bus+and+road0482.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7006657568573565401.post-8532062927984747958</id><published>2010-04-15T08:54:00.015-05:00</published><updated>2010-04-15T14:41:26.793-05:00</updated><title type='text'>A Church with no Walls</title><content type='html'>Buildings seem to be a priority to "church" congregations of every denomination, all across America. There is nothing wrong with these giant structures of concrete and steel, they are used by saints and sinners a like for worship services, prayer services, evangelical outreach services, teaching, preaching and all sorts of activities.I have simply made an analogy, and it is just my humble opinion based on what I see, hear, taste and smell - we really like our buildings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Several years ago I was invited to a church service in Spring Hill, TN. My friends, John and Eva Howard had found this "special place." It was one of the many new church start ups in this ever expanding community. Directions were a bit cumbersome, as they met a few miles off the beaten path, turn at so and so and drive to a school building. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;An elementary school was their place of worship. Every Sunday many committed members would set up and tear down, stage, lighting, sound, chairs, nursery rooms, etc.... Beginning each and every Sunday by 6am just to be ready for 10 o'clock worship. This process was repeated every week for nearly ten years!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Church members prayed for guidance and wisdom in acquiring property but none seemed to be available within the price range that they felt comfortable with. It"s only been in the last year that The Bridge found a place they could call home, a rented commercial building. They worked tirelessly many months cleaning, wiring, building, painting, preparing their new place of worship. At the same time the weekly process continued over at the school - setting up and tearing down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E5cWo3i9mPU/S8certRbNhI/AAAAAAAAA5c/sJao9WzTuV8/s1600/hoanla+church.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E5cWo3i9mPU/S8certRbNhI/AAAAAAAAA5c/sJao9WzTuV8/s320/hoanla+church.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5460366809445905938" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;The new church building at Choanla&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E5cWo3i9mPU/S8cfcMMEluI/AAAAAAAAA5k/WMgjtMZHP20/s1600/choanla+church+and+team.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 279px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E5cWo3i9mPU/S8cfcMMEluI/AAAAAAAAA5k/WMgjtMZHP20/s320/choanla+church+and+team.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5460367642378671842" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;The Bridge, though they had no building of their own, gave of themselves and their finances, so people they had never met would have a church building complete with walls! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E5cWo3i9mPU/S8cgMsdD1mI/AAAAAAAAA5s/4deKDA_DELw/s1600/Choanla+family.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 243px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E5cWo3i9mPU/S8cgMsdD1mI/AAAAAAAAA5s/4deKDA_DELw/s320/Choanla+family.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5460368475673581154" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Pastor Juan Marroquin and his family of Choanla&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E5cWo3i9mPU/S8ck90GgMDI/AAAAAAAAA50/xQJe6LNmMT4/s1600/Choanla+mt.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E5cWo3i9mPU/S8ck90GgMDI/AAAAAAAAA50/xQJe6LNmMT4/s320/Choanla+mt.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5460373717586554930" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The village of Choanla sits some 13,000 ft above sea level, in the mountains of Guatemala, near the border of Mexico. The roads, rough and treacherous could only be traveled by 4 wheel drive vehicles and even then, only in the dry season. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E5cWo3i9mPU/S8cl40L4_1I/AAAAAAAAA58/oT_s4hHGaWo/s1600/Susan+truck.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E5cWo3i9mPU/S8cl40L4_1I/AAAAAAAAA58/oT_s4hHGaWo/s320/Susan+truck.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5460374731221434194" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Susan, Missions Pastor at The Bridge shares the back of the truck with some who needed a ride.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E5cWo3i9mPU/S8diNo7LXVI/AAAAAAAAA6E/6uWcdzUFkL4/s1600/Choanla+path.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 286px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E5cWo3i9mPU/S8diNo7LXVI/AAAAAAAAA6E/6uWcdzUFkL4/s320/Choanla+path.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5460441059673464146" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Upon arrival, we found the path down to the church was just as steep and treacherous. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E5cWo3i9mPU/S8djRJGNaNI/AAAAAAAAA6M/x9icfNxVa_0/s1600/Choanla+girl.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E5cWo3i9mPU/S8djRJGNaNI/AAAAAAAAA6M/x9icfNxVa_0/s320/Choanla+girl.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5460442219360905426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But once inside the small church building the people were warm and friendly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E5cWo3i9mPU/S8dnQg3xLTI/AAAAAAAAA6U/_PrNdXSDv5Y/s1600/Choanla+vbs2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E5cWo3i9mPU/S8dnQg3xLTI/AAAAAAAAA6U/_PrNdXSDv5Y/s320/Choanla+vbs2.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5460446606609427762" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The children young and old enjoyed coloring and making a craft.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And we complain about our padded pews and heated/air conditioned buildings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E5cWo3i9mPU/S8drAYYPZyI/AAAAAAAAA6c/dCs_ktpNxqY/s1600/Julie.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 258px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E5cWo3i9mPU/S8drAYYPZyI/AAAAAAAAA6c/dCs_ktpNxqY/s320/Julie.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5460450727498311458" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Julie Howerton with pastor Juan's wife at Choanla. Julie and her husband Pastor Rick founded The Bridge and now their son Josh is the Senior Pastor there.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7006657568573565401-8532062927984747958?l=whenwillwecry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whenwillwecry.blogspot.com/feeds/8532062927984747958/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7006657568573565401&amp;postID=8532062927984747958&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7006657568573565401/posts/default/8532062927984747958'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7006657568573565401/posts/default/8532062927984747958'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whenwillwecry.blogspot.com/2010/04/church-with-no-walls.html' title='A Church with no Walls'/><author><name>When Will We Cry?</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01479276223112977024</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E5cWo3i9mPU/S9DxWOTbBeI/AAAAAAAAA80/EHIYlHEuPoQ/S220/WWWCY+Twitter+Profile.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E5cWo3i9mPU/S8certRbNhI/AAAAAAAAA5c/sJao9WzTuV8/s72-c/hoanla+church.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7006657568573565401.post-9099262789230271475</id><published>2010-04-06T17:28:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-04-06T17:34:06.352-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Monday, April 5, 2010-Day One at 10,000 Ft</title><content type='html'>The truck and trailer were loaded down with more than one ton of food for the three churches we would visit, gringo luggage and supplies and of course, Eduardo, Marissa and a few gringos. The 8000 feet ascension was almost more that our mighty four cylinder could pull. We drove much of the way in first gear only. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Arriving at Ojo de Aqua, we unloaded everything and reloaded the Bible school supplies needed for today along with our lunch. &lt;br /&gt;The two hour journey to Armenia tested our vehicles once again. Much of the road was very steep with extremely sharp curves. Rough and rutted roads didn't help make things any easier but with the prayers of the Saints, my lucky rabbit's foot and a faith to move mountains, we prevailed. Thank you Lord! &lt;br /&gt;The country side is beautiful at 10,000 ft and the weather was pleasant today. This head cold that I am fighting along with the thin air is making me dizzy and weak. I'm glad our labors are not too physical this week.  &lt;br /&gt;The team did a wonderful job with the 60 children and 30 adults who attended the Bible School. Eduardo lead the children in songs, Roderick did the Bible story and the others kept the children entertained with crafts and games. We enjoyed the time and after many hugs it was time to leave. &lt;br /&gt;A dense fog sets in each day and the mountain roads become more dangerous. We wanted to be off the rough roads before dark. &lt;br /&gt;The 2 hour journey back to Ojo de Aqua went well, with day one being  behind us the team prepared for the next day. &lt;br /&gt;Maressa had stayed at Ojo de Aqua to prepare dinner for the team. She also had most of the food ready that the team would give out tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Water Shortage!&lt;br /&gt;As we returned we were informed of the extreme water shortage and showering would not be possible. The gracious team of missionaries took it in stride. Such is life on the mission field, greasy hair and all. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks again for your prayers. Please don't stop!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God bless you all,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lewis&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7006657568573565401-9099262789230271475?l=whenwillwecry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whenwillwecry.blogspot.com/feeds/9099262789230271475/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7006657568573565401&amp;postID=9099262789230271475&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7006657568573565401/posts/default/9099262789230271475'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7006657568573565401/posts/default/9099262789230271475'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whenwillwecry.blogspot.com/2010/04/monday-april-5-2010-day-one-at-10000-ft.html' title='Monday, April 5, 2010-Day One at 10,000 Ft'/><author><name>When Will We Cry?</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01479276223112977024</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E5cWo3i9mPU/S9DxWOTbBeI/AAAAAAAAA80/EHIYlHEuPoQ/S220/WWWCY+Twitter+Profile.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7006657568573565401.post-534769329538938100</id><published>2010-04-05T20:29:00.009-05:00</published><updated>2010-04-18T22:47:16.555-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Sunday, April 4,2010 Greetings From Guatemala</title><content type='html'>A mission team from The Bridge, Spring Hill,Tn, of 7 is here this week, plus myself, a camera crew, Hannah and Leslie-Resounding Productions, Nashville, TN, and Marresa, and  Eduardo.&lt;br /&gt;Sunday:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E5cWo3i9mPU/S7qT_MQc9YI/AAAAAAAAA5U/q9mB4_QnVLc/s1600/IMG00199-20100404-2059.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E5cWo3i9mPU/S7qT_MQc9YI/AAAAAAAAA5U/q9mB4_QnVLc/s320/IMG00199-20100404-2059.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456836612344051074" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At 930p we are finally settling down for the night at the dorms on the coast at Piedra Partida. The weather at the coast is as usual -hot and humid. &lt;br /&gt;This trip began Friday evening as we traveled to Atlanta to be ready to fly out early Saturday morning for Guatemala City. We arrived, around noon at  Ely and Rosa's home.They are still in the states for Ely's treatments. The team spent the day preparing their VBS materials and shopping for needed items  (aside from the delicious lime fritos, Buenos Bars, coffee, and hot sauce) at Hiper Paiz, the Guatemalan version of Walmart, and Office Depot.  &lt;br /&gt;The night air was filled with, you guessed it, a rooster crowing, and firecrackers! As Holy Week comes to an end one might say it does so with a big bang, boom, bam, bing  and Cock-a-doodle dooooooo! Who needs to sleep anyway.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back up a Day. - Resurrection Morning:&lt;br /&gt;We had a very powerful sweet worship time, together as a team, before worshiping with Ely's church. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E5cWo3i9mPU/S8vNryX_WCI/AAAAAAAAA8E/4uaF5HQ4JAU/s1600/John+preach.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 232px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E5cWo3i9mPU/S8vNryX_WCI/AAAAAAAAA8E/4uaF5HQ4JAU/s320/John+preach.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5461685125257320482" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Two team members did some tag team preaching in worship - John Howard preaching and Roderrick Carrasco interpreting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Worship is a wonderful thing. There are no language barriers where God's Spirit is present. We  praised our risen Savior with our brothers and sisters in Christ here in Guatemala. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E5cWo3i9mPU/S7qT-K9wx5I/AAAAAAAAA48/aJfnW7gvacE/s1600/IMG00187-20100404-1849.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E5cWo3i9mPU/S7qT-K9wx5I/AAAAAAAAA48/aJfnW7gvacE/s320/IMG00187-20100404-1849.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456836594817353618" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We left for the coast after the service and traveled 6 hours to the dorms stopping for fresh roadside coconut, pina and Pollo Campero.   After unpacking our luggage we promptly began loading up all the food supplies The Bridge purchased for over 10 pastors - more than 1 ton of food (rice,beans,coffee, oil, noodles,salt,sugar,and eggs) -enough to feed their families for 3 months so they can focus on ministering to their people. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for keeping us in your prayers. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lewis&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7006657568573565401-534769329538938100?l=whenwillwecry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whenwillwecry.blogspot.com/feeds/534769329538938100/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7006657568573565401&amp;postID=534769329538938100&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7006657568573565401/posts/default/534769329538938100'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7006657568573565401/posts/default/534769329538938100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whenwillwecry.blogspot.com/2010/04/greetings-from-guatemala.html' title='Sunday, April 4,2010 Greetings From Guatemala'/><author><name>When Will We Cry?</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01479276223112977024</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E5cWo3i9mPU/S9DxWOTbBeI/AAAAAAAAA80/EHIYlHEuPoQ/S220/WWWCY+Twitter+Profile.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E5cWo3i9mPU/S7qT_MQc9YI/AAAAAAAAA5U/q9mB4_QnVLc/s72-c/IMG00199-20100404-2059.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7006657568573565401.post-6513055868917391877</id><published>2010-04-03T22:21:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2010-04-03T22:25:27.500-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Friday April 2, 2010-The Bridge, Spring Hill, TN</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Deja vu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The road to Hotlanta is becoming a familiar path. After only 3 short days home we're headed back to Guatemala once again.  &lt;br /&gt;God has been so very gracious in sending mission teams our way and we are grateful for the opportunity to serve. He provides everything we need including the strength to carry on. &lt;br /&gt;A group of seven from The Bridge, a church in Spring Hill,TN, myself and the chief cook and bottle washers of a new company called Resounding Productions, Nashville, TN, are headed south for the week. &lt;br /&gt;Lights! Camera! Action....ACTION!!&lt;br /&gt;Hannah Harris and Leslie Haney graduated college and set up shop about a year ago. With hearts to serve the Lord, they will be helping us, by producing  a video of our work in Guatemala. &lt;br /&gt;Now that we've been properly introduced - on with the show. &lt;br /&gt;We will be serving high in the mountains of San Marcos. Base camp will be Ojo de Aqua-8000 ft above sea level. Monday and Tuesday we will have Bible Schools and do food distribution in Armenia, a small village - 9000 ft. On Wednesday we will travel to Choanla-a village over 12,000 ft in the mountains. We will have a Bible School there and distribute  food to families. &lt;br /&gt;As one might imagine neither of these villages receive visitors very often, especially not from the US. &lt;br /&gt;Unless I am mistaken, neither area has ever had Americans come and serve before. Ely and myself along with three other Americans did go to Choanla once but only stayed about 30 minutes before heading back down the mountain. &lt;br /&gt;The excitement of the team lifts my spirits. As we go we are praying for God's hand to guide our steps. &lt;br /&gt;Thanks so much for your prayers. Pray for Donna, my lovely bride, and Lexie, our granddaughter, who fell last week and cracked her skull. She will have an MRI this week at Vanderbilt. She and her mom, Rebecca, are with us as her dad serves in the armed forces in Iraq. &lt;br /&gt;Ely may have a tough week after chemo on Wed. &lt;br /&gt;God is good and He is able! To Him be all glory.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lewis&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7006657568573565401-6513055868917391877?l=whenwillwecry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whenwillwecry.blogspot.com/feeds/6513055868917391877/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7006657568573565401&amp;postID=6513055868917391877&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7006657568573565401/posts/default/6513055868917391877'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7006657568573565401/posts/default/6513055868917391877'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whenwillwecry.blogspot.com/2010/04/friday-april-2-2010-bridge-spring-hill.html' title='Friday April 2, 2010-The Bridge, Spring Hill, TN'/><author><name>When Will We Cry?</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01479276223112977024</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E5cWo3i9mPU/S9DxWOTbBeI/AAAAAAAAA80/EHIYlHEuPoQ/S220/WWWCY+Twitter+Profile.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7006657568573565401.post-7653847356924023747</id><published>2010-03-29T22:45:00.007-05:00</published><updated>2010-03-29T23:06:57.855-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Friday March 26, 2010 -  Heartbreak Hotel-  Part 2</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E5cWo3i9mPU/S7F3uo_u4sI/AAAAAAAAA40/XGNtnQU3FJA/s1600/IMG00137-20100325-1803.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E5cWo3i9mPU/S7F3uo_u4sI/AAAAAAAAA40/XGNtnQU3FJA/s320/IMG00137-20100325-1803.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5454272266884801218" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Raul is working hard to build his family a small place to live, on the back side of the church. The terrain there is steep making this &lt;br /&gt;more difficult.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E5cWo3i9mPU/S7F3t611iuI/AAAAAAAAA4s/DmqTKgXCjE0/s1600/IMG00135-20100325-1758.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E5cWo3i9mPU/S7F3t611iuI/AAAAAAAAA4s/DmqTKgXCjE0/s320/IMG00135-20100325-1758.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5454272254495263458" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ely, Pastor Raul and Bro. Mickey &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E5cWo3i9mPU/S7F3tvHOuqI/AAAAAAAAA4k/maDffxSeUyk/s1600/IMG00132-20100325-1754.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E5cWo3i9mPU/S7F3tvHOuqI/AAAAAAAAA4k/maDffxSeUyk/s320/IMG00132-20100325-1754.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5454272251346991778" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As we arrived the team carried the supplies on foot down a small road that led us to the church. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As we journeyed down the mountain road on Thursday March 25, 2010, we were all spent emotionally and physically. Ely had told us earlier that there was one more pastor to bless with food. He was a new pastor to Esfuerzo Cristiano and his name was Raul Lopez. The village where he lived and served was El Naranjo, a small place around 2000 ft in elevation in the jungle. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pastor Raul, a member of another evangelical org, had learned a short time ago that his organization was selling his church building and the property there.  They were simply leaving the area and the people he had come to know and love, he would have to leave behind. His Cr's and broken hearted plea's for the church to remain fell on deaf ears.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Raul had invested over a year of his life in El Naranjo. He had fallen in love with those he had ministered to and led to Christ. He knew if he were to stay there was only one thing he could do. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After much prayer Pastor Raul placed the only possession he had up for sale, his home which brought $5000. This would be enough money to purchase the church property. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In two weeks Raul, his wife and two daughters will be homeless. The church family at El Naranjo will keep their place of worship.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Raul is working hard to build his family a small place to live, on the back side of the church. The terrain there is steep making this more difficult.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ely, Pastor Raul and Bro. Mickey &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jesus told a rich young man, Matthew 19:21, to go sell all he had and follow Him, but I had never met anyone who had really done such as that. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We prayed with Pastor Raul and his family, privileged to have met this man of faith. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please understand that we share these stories with you only to let you know of our work and the condition of the people here. These are emotional stories and I pray they have stirred your hearts as they have mine. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We appreciate you and your prayers and financial support so very much. However, we feel led of the Lord not to seek financial help in helping Pastor Francisco and Pastor Raul. We believe God is already at work, Mars Hill Baptist will help Pastor Francisco on his housing situation and FBC, Shreveport is looking for a project for June. I feel they will help Pastor Raul build the parsonage at El Naranjo. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We will be putting a construction team together in May to go to Pastor Fransisco's. We are discounting this trip to bare bones minimum cost of $300 plus airfare. We want to do what we can to help this pastor. We will need those who are experienced in construction to go. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Other teams are also coming this summer and are willing to do what they can. I ask you only to pray. Pray for these men by name. I apologize for not knowing the names of their wives, but please pray for them daily. Pray also that our Lord will raise up laborers to go and help. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pray that God will multiply our resources as we use them wisely.   There are so many pressing needs-other pastors living in inhuman conditions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our God is not weak, nor does He grow weary and He is faithful. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;" Father forgive me for ever complaining about anything ever again. My Lazy Boy is old and worn but it's so much better than a plastic chair.  My house is dry and warm, my pantry is full as is my stomach. My children are safe and healthy and my pets have a better place to live than these men of God. How can I rest oh Lord? How can I sleep at night knowing the condition in which my brothers and sisters, co- laborers in Christ, must live?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Dubbie" Walter Smith, is on his first mission trip. He shared this morning from Corinthians. With a tearful confession he blessed our hearts, "The Lord is teaching me how to love. Something I needed to learn. How can you come here and not be changed?" &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Father, teach us how to love. &lt;br /&gt;Lewis&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7006657568573565401-7653847356924023747?l=whenwillwecry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whenwillwecry.blogspot.com/feeds/7653847356924023747/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7006657568573565401&amp;postID=7653847356924023747&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7006657568573565401/posts/default/7653847356924023747'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7006657568573565401/posts/default/7653847356924023747'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whenwillwecry.blogspot.com/2010/03/friday-march-26-2010-heartbreak-hotel.html' title='Friday March 26, 2010 -  Heartbreak Hotel-  Part 2'/><author><name>When Will We Cry?</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01479276223112977024</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E5cWo3i9mPU/S9DxWOTbBeI/AAAAAAAAA80/EHIYlHEuPoQ/S220/WWWCY+Twitter+Profile.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E5cWo3i9mPU/S7F3uo_u4sI/AAAAAAAAA40/XGNtnQU3FJA/s72-c/IMG00137-20100325-1803.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7006657568573565401.post-5043324483971167136</id><published>2010-03-28T20:20:00.007-05:00</published><updated>2010-03-28T20:49:46.293-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Thursday, March 25, 2010-Heartbreak Hotel</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E5cWo3i9mPU/S7AE8fxm_UI/AAAAAAAAA4c/nzwpYF2RZ-4/s1600/IMG00121-20100325-1123.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E5cWo3i9mPU/S7AE8fxm_UI/AAAAAAAAA4c/nzwpYF2RZ-4/s320/IMG00121-20100325-1123.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5453864586113908034" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Dubbie giving candy to a child in LLano Grande&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E5cWo3i9mPU/S7AE74LhzYI/AAAAAAAAA4U/RX0FVRg06QQ/s1600/IMG00114-20100325-1051-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E5cWo3i9mPU/S7AE74LhzYI/AAAAAAAAA4U/RX0FVRg06QQ/s320/IMG00114-20100325-1051-1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5453864575485201794" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Road to LLando Grande where we delivered food to many&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E5cWo3i9mPU/S7AE7vHkzHI/AAAAAAAAA4M/u_LjcziPNg4/s1600/IMG00123-20100325-1236.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E5cWo3i9mPU/S7AE7vHkzHI/AAAAAAAAA4M/u_LjcziPNg4/s320/IMG00123-20100325-1236.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5453864573052701810" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Lunch at Palo Gordo 2 on Thursday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E5cWo3i9mPU/S7AE7JTzq-I/AAAAAAAAA4E/4kjrzULtrxk/s1600/IMG00130-20100325-1602.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E5cWo3i9mPU/S7AE7JTzq-I/AAAAAAAAA4E/4kjrzULtrxk/s320/IMG00130-20100325-1602.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5453864562903460834" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Pastor Francisco and his wife&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E5cWo3i9mPU/S7AE6vOFr2I/AAAAAAAAA38/N8TFcr39foM/s1600/IMG00131-20100325-1604.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E5cWo3i9mPU/S7AE6vOFr2I/AAAAAAAAA38/N8TFcr39foM/s320/IMG00131-20100325-1604.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5453864555900153698" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Pastor Franciso's 2 daughters and a friend&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are back at the coast it's 86 degrees at 9p, the team is very tired but no one complains. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, Thursday, March 25, we headed out to bless more pastors with food in the mountains. Praying, with these men of God, is an amazing experience and once again the blessing was ours. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They may be poor but they know a  much deeper faith than most believers that I know, including myself. They literally live each and every day by faith. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the morning we visited villages  El Pariso and Tierra Blanca. Tierra Blanca is another 1200 ft higher in the mountains and our van could not make it. We crowded into the 4x4 and continued on. PRAISE GOD for this truck!  Both visits blessed our hearts beyond. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pastor Edilberto, at Palo Gordo and his family cooked chicken on the barbeque for our lunch. It was a wonderful meal and time of fellowship. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After lunch we visited three more villages,  Las Lagunas, San Andres and El Naranjo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We walked into a dirt floored shack, at San Andres, where Pastor Francisco, his wife and two daughters were. I prayed Dear Lord, please don't let this be their home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Looking down at the floor you could still see the fresh broom marks in the compressed dirt,  dampened from the mountain air. The card board walls will do little to provide protection from the cold and the rain. I tried not to imagine what staying here would be like, especially during winter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Two small beds and a few plastic chairs made up the furnishings. There simply was nothing else, my throat became tight and my heart heavy. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I tried to keep my emotions intact but holding my composure was proving to be difficult. I saw Ely began to cry. I went outside to give the children some small toys trying to place my thoughts elsewhere. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before leaving I returned back inside. I had to know, was this their home? There was no food except what we had brought and some bags of corn. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally I posed the question, was this their home? As I heard Pastor Fransisco say yes my composure was gone. The truth was too painful to bare. I walked ahead of the team trying to hide my emotions. Little did I know that tears flowed from all as we walked away. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was a quiet ride down the mountain. In our own private thoughts we were one. We simply can not leave this family living in this condition. &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Lewis&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7006657568573565401-5043324483971167136?l=whenwillwecry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whenwillwecry.blogspot.com/feeds/5043324483971167136/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7006657568573565401&amp;postID=5043324483971167136&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7006657568573565401/posts/default/5043324483971167136'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7006657568573565401/posts/default/5043324483971167136'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whenwillwecry.blogspot.com/2010/03/thursday-march-25-2010-heartbreak-hotel.html' title='Thursday, March 25, 2010-Heartbreak Hotel'/><author><name>When Will We Cry?</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01479276223112977024</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E5cWo3i9mPU/S9DxWOTbBeI/AAAAAAAAA80/EHIYlHEuPoQ/S220/WWWCY+Twitter+Profile.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E5cWo3i9mPU/S7AE8fxm_UI/AAAAAAAAA4c/nzwpYF2RZ-4/s72-c/IMG00121-20100325-1123.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7006657568573565401.post-764793970637971286</id><published>2010-03-26T19:26:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2010-03-26T19:51:00.978-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Wednesday, March 24,2010 -  We're in the Mountains-7000 Ft</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E5cWo3i9mPU/S61TGE6pWqI/AAAAAAAAA30/xxcy5jr8Iho/s1600/IMG00105-20100324-1330.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E5cWo3i9mPU/S61TGE6pWqI/AAAAAAAAA30/xxcy5jr8Iho/s320/IMG00105-20100324-1330.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5453106087679580834" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Team having lunch in the new fellowship hall at Ojo de Aqua.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E5cWo3i9mPU/S61TFsuSyQI/AAAAAAAAA3s/4TXe88rDDvs/s1600/IMG00099-20100323-1952.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E5cWo3i9mPU/S61TFsuSyQI/AAAAAAAAA3s/4TXe88rDDvs/s320/IMG00099-20100323-1952.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5453106081185319170" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Ely and Brother Gary Hughes preaching at La Montonita.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E5cWo3i9mPU/S61TFQto_mI/AAAAAAAAA3k/xFtzqXTppvE/s1600/IMG00103-20100324-1239.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E5cWo3i9mPU/S61TFQto_mI/AAAAAAAAA3k/xFtzqXTppvE/s320/IMG00103-20100324-1239.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5453106073666387554" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Team at Pastor Edilberto's home in Palo Gordo 2 in the mountains.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is something special about coming to the mountains, especially this time of year when the weather is so very hot at the coast. &lt;br /&gt;Last night the temp cooled only to a humid 85 degrees at the dorm, and it's a cool 60 here in the mountains of San Marcos, Guatemala. An elevation rise of 7000 feet makes a big difference in temps.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We arrived at Palo Gordo 2 around 11a to deliver food and pray with Pastor  Edilberto. This was the first of many blessings for us. Words can't describe what we experienced  but how gracious is our Lord to allow us to be a part of something so wonderful.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ojo de Auga- Eye of Water:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A village also high in the mountains is a place we have become very familiar with. We have come here often, and a few years ago the combined efforts of Mars Hill Baptist and Sharon Baptist Churches, through financial help and sending teams, helped build Sunday School class rooms. We are sleeping in these class rooms tonight. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The story I wanted you to hear though is when given just a little help, this small church began to flourish.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the first mission team came and worked so very hard, a fire was ignited. When they saw ordinary people, who came from different walks of life, people who they didn't even know, come and help them they knew there was more they could do also.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In three years the congregation has nearly doubled. They purchased a small piece of property, increased the size of the sanctuary by 50 percent and built a new fellowship hall! Somebody say Halelluia! God is at work and so are His people. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's been a great trip so far. Brother Gary's spanish is amazing, Bro. Steve brought a good word this morning and Bro. Robin tonight. We're exhausted, lights are out and soon we will be also. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow we have many more pastors to visit before heading back down the mountain. Thanks for praying. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God bless you,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lewis&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7006657568573565401-764793970637971286?l=whenwillwecry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whenwillwecry.blogspot.com/feeds/764793970637971286/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7006657568573565401&amp;postID=764793970637971286&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7006657568573565401/posts/default/764793970637971286'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7006657568573565401/posts/default/764793970637971286'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whenwillwecry.blogspot.com/2010/03/were-in-mountains-7000-ft.html' title='Wednesday, March 24,2010 -  We&apos;re in the Mountains-7000 Ft'/><author><name>When Will We Cry?</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01479276223112977024</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E5cWo3i9mPU/S9DxWOTbBeI/AAAAAAAAA80/EHIYlHEuPoQ/S220/WWWCY+Twitter+Profile.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E5cWo3i9mPU/S61TGE6pWqI/AAAAAAAAA30/xxcy5jr8Iho/s72-c/IMG00105-20100324-1330.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7006657568573565401.post-535903089106024936</id><published>2010-03-25T21:15:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2010-03-25T21:29:57.294-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Tuesday, March 23,2010</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E5cWo3i9mPU/S6wbtYbRH0I/AAAAAAAAA3c/zV6EqGvKB14/s1600/IMG00093-20100323-1854.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E5cWo3i9mPU/S6wbtYbRH0I/AAAAAAAAA3c/zV6EqGvKB14/s320/IMG00093-20100323-1854.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5452763715303710530" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some of the staff with Ely and Pastor Efifonio at La Mountanita&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Bus Drivers Strike Closes-Roads, Schools and Businesses&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It actually did happen on Monday, our arrival day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Spirit Air- ***** 5 Star Landing-the absolute best ever in GUA.  &lt;br /&gt;* 1 star for service. No soda, pretzels or even water unless you wanted to pay $3.00 for a bottle. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Traffic was light as we left the airport in GUA City and when I inquired why I was told that the bus drivers parked their buses in protest, blocking many major roads, early that morning-thus closing businesses and schools. The only problem this created for us was that we had to wait and watch the news Tuesday morn, making sure it didn't take place again. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All roads were clear and we were on our way by 830a this morning. We opted to load everything on the truck and not bring the trailer in case we ran into trouble. Without the trailer we could take some side roads (paths) if need be.&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;Ely and Rosa were making their first trip to the coast in over 6 months. Ely really wanted to come out before he heads back to the states for more Chemo. He, Rosa and Jamie rode together in the truck with Eduardo driving and we followed in the van.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Pan American Highway is under construction and when finished should take two hours off the drive time that we have. It's a blessing to have a good road for part of the trip now because once you're back on the old road, driving is like dodge ball. You dodge pot holes, on coming traffic and inpatient drivers. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The First Church Staff Team:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I expressed in the earlier email, 8 of our church staff from Mars Hill Baptist are here this week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We arrived at Piedra Partida around 1p, got everything set up and unpacked, had some down time and drove over to La Montonita for a 6p service.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bro. Gary, asscosiate pastor, preached on Abraham's test- challenging us that there is only one correct answer when God gives us a test-Yes Lord! Guess that's why we say "I surrender all."&lt;br /&gt;Of course, the problem doesn't lie in saying it but actually living it.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wednesday and Thursday we're in the mountains delivering, much needed, food while ministering to pastors and believers there. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The temp has dropped from 93 to 84 degrees tonight inside the dorm making it bearable. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;April and May are the hottest months here in GUA. I'm thankful that we are going to be in the mountains the next two days. At 7000 ft it will be much cooler. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lord bless you all. Forever grateful for your prayers and support. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lewis&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7006657568573565401-535903089106024936?l=whenwillwecry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whenwillwecry.blogspot.com/feeds/535903089106024936/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7006657568573565401&amp;postID=535903089106024936&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7006657568573565401/posts/default/535903089106024936'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7006657568573565401/posts/default/535903089106024936'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whenwillwecry.blogspot.com/2010/03/tuesday-march-232010.html' title='Tuesday, March 23,2010'/><author><name>When Will We Cry?</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01479276223112977024</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E5cWo3i9mPU/S9DxWOTbBeI/AAAAAAAAA80/EHIYlHEuPoQ/S220/WWWCY+Twitter+Profile.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E5cWo3i9mPU/S6wbtYbRH0I/AAAAAAAAA3c/zV6EqGvKB14/s72-c/IMG00093-20100323-1854.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7006657568573565401.post-6592086590115525318</id><published>2010-03-22T22:27:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2010-03-22T22:46:05.070-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Mars Hill Baptist Staff Mission Team-Monday, March 22, 2010</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Here We Go Again!!  Road Trip to Atlanta and on to Guatemala&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not sure it gets any better than this!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The End of the Spear:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday, Sunday, our morning service drew our attention to a familiar story where five missionaries paid the ultimate price while sharing the gospel in Ecuador. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On January 8, 1956, Jim Elliot, Nate Saint, Pete Flemmings, Ed McCauley and Roger Youdrin were killed while trying to bring the gospel to the Auca, later know as the Waodani, a people group that neared extinction because of the warring violence among themselves. This story is depicted in a movie called "The End of the Spear" produced by Steve Saint, Nate's son. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When these young men heard of the Auca and how they had never heard the gospel of Christ they were compelled to go and try to reach them. Though it cost these men their very lives, there is an incredible story of how their families went to Ecuador to fulfill the vision of sharing Christ with the Auca, the very savages that took the lives of their loved ones. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why am I telling you this story?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our church was recently blessed with actual artifacts from this incredible event. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Lord brought Jack and Mary Ella Long to Lawrenceburg a few years back. Jack's dad, a pilot, became involved with the Wycliffe ministry in the late 60's, a ministry that translates the Bible into dialects and languages for those who have no Bible in their own language.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Long's who lived in Miami, FL opened their home to mission teams going and coming to South America, thus getting to know Rachel Saint, Nate's sister, and many others  connected to these men who gave their lives. Even some of those involved in the brutal killings, who later came Christ through the work of Rachel and others, stayed in the Long's home.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On their first visit to the states, as Jack recalls, they had never slept in a bed or seen a TV. It was quite the experience.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For 40 years, the artifacts, actual hand carved spears, a blow gun, the hand made darts along with the "poison pots" used for dipping the dart tips, gifts to Jack's parents, remained in their home in FL. It wasn't until Jack's mother passed away four years ago that he actually learned of the historic value of these items. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After his dad down-sized in home, the artifacts were placed in Jack and Mary Ella's care. Jack had been talking with a museum in Dallas for several months. When they told him that they wanted the artifacts, but they also wanted the option to sell them if they deemed it in their best interest. At that point Jack and Mary Ella felt uncomfortable with that, and believed there had to be a better place for these important bits of history.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some time later, Jack and Mary Ella dropped by the Church Office to speak to Brother Mickey about something unrelated. When they entered his office, lying on his desk was a book based on the life  of Jim Elliot. Mary Ella casually asked Mickey if he was interested in that story and Mickey responded yes. He said he had read the book years ago but had recently pulled it back out to go back through it again. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After talking for a while Jack and Mary Ella felt that Mars Hill Baptist Church was where the artifacts needed to be displayed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In our services yesterday morning we enjoyed an incredible time of worship.  With the artifacts on display, Jack presented an emotional talk letting the congregation know some of the history and how his family was involved. We listened to a prerecorded interview between Mary Ella and Jack's dad.  Brother Mickey brought it all together as he does so very well. We enjoyed the presence of the Lord and many lives were changed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The artifacts will be placed on display, as a memorial, not only for these missionaries who gave their lives for the cause of Christ, but also for those today who continue to go and serve throughout our world today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In Joshua 4 we find the story of twelve stones being taken from the center of the Jordan River and being placed as a memorial. In  the  future when their descendants asked their fathers and grandfathers - What do these stones mean? Tell them how Israel crossed the Jordan on dry land."&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;May these artifacts be a reminder to us and many generations to come of the importance of sharing the love of Christ with our neighbors here at home as well as those around the world who have never had the opportunity to hear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Church Staff Mission Team:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eight members of Mars Hill Baptist Church Staff are on our way to Guatemala as we speak. While there we will carry this wonderful gospel, to some remote villages and encourage the pastors and believers who live there. We will also be delivering food to the poor.  May God be glorified in this effort. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you once again for your prayers and financial support.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By our Lord's grace and strength we press on. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lewis&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"He is no fool that gives that which he cannot keep to gain that which he can never lose.".    Jim Elliot&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sent from my Verizon Wireless BlackBerry&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7006657568573565401-6592086590115525318?l=whenwillwecry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whenwillwecry.blogspot.com/feeds/6592086590115525318/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7006657568573565401&amp;postID=6592086590115525318&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7006657568573565401/posts/default/6592086590115525318'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7006657568573565401/posts/default/6592086590115525318'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whenwillwecry.blogspot.com/2010/03/mars-hill-baptist-staff-missions-team.html' title='Mars Hill Baptist Staff Mission Team-Monday, March 22, 2010'/><author><name>When Will We Cry?</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01479276223112977024</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E5cWo3i9mPU/S9DxWOTbBeI/AAAAAAAAA80/EHIYlHEuPoQ/S220/WWWCY+Twitter+Profile.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7006657568573565401.post-2434056796841013673</id><published>2010-03-13T15:41:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2010-03-13T15:42:44.626-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Friday, March 12, 2010</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Nervous Gringos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Driving Guatemala Style:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We made it back to Guatemala City safe : ) but a few of the team members did get a bit nervous about the driving down here. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We only saw one wreck with no injuries-Praise the Lord. Driving in Guatemala-No rules and take no hostages!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your Prayers:&lt;br /&gt;Thank you again for praying. Your prayers have touched the lives of so many. Words cannot express our gratitude. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last Posting:&lt;br /&gt;I have started a final post but much too tired to finish. Hopefully tomorrow. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We fly out at 150p-landing in Atlanta at 630-hoping to be home around mid-night. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks again - Lewis&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7006657568573565401-2434056796841013673?l=whenwillwecry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whenwillwecry.blogspot.com/feeds/2434056796841013673/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7006657568573565401&amp;postID=2434056796841013673&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7006657568573565401/posts/default/2434056796841013673'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7006657568573565401/posts/default/2434056796841013673'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whenwillwecry.blogspot.com/2010/03/friday-march-12-2010.html' title='Friday, March 12, 2010'/><author><name>When Will We Cry?</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01479276223112977024</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E5cWo3i9mPU/S9DxWOTbBeI/AAAAAAAAA80/EHIYlHEuPoQ/S220/WWWCY+Twitter+Profile.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7006657568573565401.post-5385597255304964312</id><published>2010-03-11T17:44:00.007-06:00</published><updated>2010-03-11T19:21:31.574-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Wednesday, March 10,2010-Day three in Paradise!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E5cWo3i9mPU/S5mWta23mrI/AAAAAAAAA3M/j5Ginqmt0Ig/s1600-h/vbs.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E5cWo3i9mPU/S5mWta23mrI/AAAAAAAAA3M/j5Ginqmt0Ig/s200/vbs.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5447550931329063602" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E5cWo3i9mPU/S5mWd7praOI/AAAAAAAAA3E/WAoC86epQgE/s1600-h/IMG00064-20100310-1537.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E5cWo3i9mPU/S5mWd7praOI/AAAAAAAAA3E/WAoC86epQgE/s200/IMG00064-20100310-1537.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5447550665254201570" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;VBS at Santa Teressa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Break of Day:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Five AM must be my biological alarm clock when I'm in Guatemala. It is a good time to pray and collect some thoughts for the day. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Roofing Crew/TV Stars:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The guys left early to finish the roof in Coatepeque. I have heard that TV crews were also back again today.  The rest of us loaded food and drove out to Las Mercedes, a poor village that borders Mexico. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A Bumpy One Hour Ride:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Las Mercedes is a place near to my heart but it's tough getting there. Our first visit, back in 2004, almost cost Ely and me our lives. &lt;br /&gt;Now that's water under the bridge, a church has been planted there for five years and some 22 families are now members.&lt;br /&gt;We had a wonderful time of fellowship and were blessed to share the food provided by Oakland Baptist with these humble people. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bumpy Ride-Part 2;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We returned to Piedra Partida in time for lunch, some work, a few errands and VBS prep. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Final VBS Day:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Around 100 in attendance. It was wild but good-lots of rough and rowdy boys. &lt;br /&gt;Traci did a wonderful job sharing a story and the gospel as all have done each day. Many responded and we trust all to the Lord. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Special Folks: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As you know, since Ely's cancer, his and Rosa's children have stepped up in a big way. Edson handles the construction while Eduardo and Maresa take care of the team. All three are doing a wonderful job. &lt;br /&gt;Ya'll know I love Maresa's cooking, and she and Eduardo are a such a blessing. They are wonderful servants of the Lord. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Weather Report:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Clear to partly cloudy and at 6p the temp is still 90 and humid. Wiping sweat, clearing fogged glasses and thumb typing can prove to be challenging at times. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;News Flash:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just spoke with Edson and they will finish the roof today but need to return tomorrow to collect the tools and such.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Night Cap: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's peaceful here as I sit and swing in the hanging hammock chair. The Lord has given us another wonderful day. Oh how He loves you and me.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God bless you all-Lewis&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7006657568573565401-5385597255304964312?l=whenwillwecry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whenwillwecry.blogspot.com/feeds/5385597255304964312/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7006657568573565401&amp;postID=5385597255304964312&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7006657568573565401/posts/default/5385597255304964312'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7006657568573565401/posts/default/5385597255304964312'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whenwillwecry.blogspot.com/2010/03/wednesday-march-102010-day-three-in.html' title='Wednesday, March 10,2010-Day three in Paradise!'/><author><name>When Will We Cry?</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01479276223112977024</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E5cWo3i9mPU/S9DxWOTbBeI/AAAAAAAAA80/EHIYlHEuPoQ/S220/WWWCY+Twitter+Profile.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E5cWo3i9mPU/S5mWta23mrI/AAAAAAAAA3M/j5Ginqmt0Ig/s72-c/vbs.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7006657568573565401.post-2021566216223414620</id><published>2010-03-10T21:44:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2010-03-10T21:47:11.409-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Widow's House behind the Dorm</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E5cWo3i9mPU/S5hnj0_-cEI/AAAAAAAAA2k/ZrLjdz2PT7w/s1600-h/IMG00059-20100310-0631.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E5cWo3i9mPU/S5hnj0_-cEI/AAAAAAAAA2k/ZrLjdz2PT7w/s200/IMG00059-20100310-0631.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5447217614524674114" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the house we repaired and painted.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7006657568573565401-2021566216223414620?l=whenwillwecry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whenwillwecry.blogspot.com/feeds/2021566216223414620/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7006657568573565401&amp;postID=2021566216223414620&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7006657568573565401/posts/default/2021566216223414620'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7006657568573565401/posts/default/2021566216223414620'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whenwillwecry.blogspot.com/2010/03/widows-house-behind-dorm.html' title='Widow&apos;s House behind the Dorm'/><author><name>When Will We Cry?</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01479276223112977024</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E5cWo3i9mPU/S9DxWOTbBeI/AAAAAAAAA80/EHIYlHEuPoQ/S220/WWWCY+Twitter+Profile.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E5cWo3i9mPU/S5hnj0_-cEI/AAAAAAAAA2k/ZrLjdz2PT7w/s72-c/IMG00059-20100310-0631.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7006657568573565401.post-1877087327467520892</id><published>2010-03-10T21:27:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2010-03-10T21:49:14.857-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Tuesday, March 9, 2010-PM-Day two at the coast</title><content type='html'>Coffee and Oswald Chambers:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mornings are so peaceful here in Piedra Partida. Just before daylight a cup of coffee and Oswald Chambers, both are stimulating. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before Breakfast:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We loaded all the tools and the 24 ft. steel  costaneras onto a truck belonging to one of Edson's cousins, then sat down for breakfast at 7a. Maresa's eggs, black beans and fresh pico are wonderful. The ladies are graciously helping her prepare our meals. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good Job George! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;George Cameron, another new believer and first time missionary, shared his testimony afterward.  Once again we were touched by God's presence and power. What a great time of fellowship we had. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Roofing Crew:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Edson, David Hodges and seven other men were on their way for Coatepeque by 8:00AM  loaded down with everything that was needed, we hoped, to began placing the steel for the new roof. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have Paint, Concrete and Tamales-We'll Travel!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Four guys along with me and the ladies stayed to prepare food bags and VBS, paint and anything else we could find to do.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gee Wizzzz Amigo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I drove all the way to Malacatan for two, five gallon buckets of a special paint sealer. Both said blanco but when I opened the first it was pale green. Perhaps it dries white. Nope! Dried green. Oh well, green looks good. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The guys finished off the first bucket by 10a. They had one and a half coats on the wall  when I opened the second bucket. Now we have white!&lt;br /&gt;Called the paint store and they said sometimes the factory makes mistakes, but they had no more green. Go figure.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unplanned Projects-Seek and ye shall find!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pablo, a special needs guy who lives behind the dorm  was helping with a hand dug well they were lining with concrete blocks. We fell in, no pun intended, and helped them finish and were rewarded with fresh off the tree bananas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;An old woman lives in a shanty shack behind the dorm also. Some of the wood was destroyed by termites, and she was missing plastic that provided protection. In speaking with her we asked if we could paint her house, her tears said yes. "What color would you like," I asked. She wanted an aqua green used a lot in the area. Not my pick but this ain't "Design on a Dime, Curb Appeal" or any of the other buy, sale or fix your home, either.&lt;br /&gt;Family and friends gathered as the team painted. Transformation took place right before our very eyes. Sort of looks like an aquarium with all the vegetation around it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hillbilly's and Hollywood: No offense guys but it has a catchy ring to it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The roofing crew made great progress, was interviewed by local TV and a Christian Magazine, photos and all. I praise God for these multi-talented, high tech red necks! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;VBS Rocked!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This team has brought wonderful crafts and ideas. Seventy in attendance today. Had a wonderful time. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aren't you glad that Jesus loved you enough to die for you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for being -- Lewis&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7006657568573565401-1877087327467520892?l=whenwillwecry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whenwillwecry.blogspot.com/feeds/1877087327467520892/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7006657568573565401&amp;postID=1877087327467520892&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7006657568573565401/posts/default/1877087327467520892'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7006657568573565401/posts/default/1877087327467520892'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whenwillwecry.blogspot.com/2010/03/tuesday-march-9-2010-pm.html' title='Tuesday, March 9, 2010-PM-Day two at the coast'/><author><name>When Will We Cry?</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01479276223112977024</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E5cWo3i9mPU/S9DxWOTbBeI/AAAAAAAAA80/EHIYlHEuPoQ/S220/WWWCY+Twitter+Profile.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7006657568573565401.post-2261904788442096885</id><published>2010-03-09T19:03:00.011-06:00</published><updated>2010-03-09T19:26:35.238-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Tuesday, March 9, 2010</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E5cWo3i9mPU/S5b0UpJgFHI/AAAAAAAAA2U/TAY3yYXuFlw/s1600-h/IMG00052-20100309-0817.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E5cWo3i9mPU/S5b0UpJgFHI/AAAAAAAAA2U/TAY3yYXuFlw/s200/IMG00052-20100309-0817.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5446809434831459442" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Edson and Oakland men, loaded with scaffolding and welders back out of dormitory. They are headed to Coatepeque&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E5cWo3i9mPU/S5bxCWS6HYI/AAAAAAAAA2M/roykRna9ST8/s1600-h/IMG00050-20100309-0816.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E5cWo3i9mPU/S5bxCWS6HYI/AAAAAAAAA2M/roykRna9ST8/s200/IMG00050-20100309-0816.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5446805821998112130" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tools and steel costanera loaded and also headed to the widows house at Coatapeque&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&lt;br /&gt;href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E5cWo3i9mPU/S5bwSJ72oSI/AAAAAAAAA2E/APUfABLTQDw/s1600-h/IMG00048-20100309-0617.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E5cWo3i9mPU/S5bwSJ72oSI/AAAAAAAAA2E/APUfABLTQDw/s200/IMG00048-20100309-0617.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5446804994046468386" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Early morning - In Paradise&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7006657568573565401-2261904788442096885?l=whenwillwecry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whenwillwecry.blogspot.com/feeds/2261904788442096885/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7006657568573565401&amp;postID=2261904788442096885&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7006657568573565401/posts/default/2261904788442096885'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7006657568573565401/posts/default/2261904788442096885'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whenwillwecry.blogspot.com/2010/03/tuesday-march-9-2010.html' title='Tuesday, March 9, 2010'/><author><name>When Will We Cry?</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01479276223112977024</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E5cWo3i9mPU/S9DxWOTbBeI/AAAAAAAAA80/EHIYlHEuPoQ/S220/WWWCY+Twitter+Profile.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E5cWo3i9mPU/S5b0UpJgFHI/AAAAAAAAA2U/TAY3yYXuFlw/s72-c/IMG00052-20100309-0817.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7006657568573565401.post-1757845443165364916</id><published>2010-03-09T18:49:00.006-06:00</published><updated>2010-03-10T21:49:52.942-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Monday , March 8,2010-PM-Day one at the Coast</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E5cWo3i9mPU/S5hmmIpR0lI/AAAAAAAAA2c/3SbnfWJhy7I/s1600-h/IMG00045-20100308-1700.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E5cWo3i9mPU/S5hmmIpR0lI/AAAAAAAAA2c/3SbnfWJhy7I/s200/IMG00045-20100308-1700.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5447216554646295122" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guatemalan Cashew Factory&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Monday in Paradise!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok--it's hot, the roosters crowed most of the night, some are already showing signs of exhaustion, one is down with an apparent stomach virus--a co-worker had it last week, and my  left Trapezius muscle feels like someone has a knife digging around in it.&lt;br /&gt;But God-------enough said. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Basking in His Presence:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God is doing something special in our lives this week. His presence is so strong. I can't speak for everyone but for me it started during the Pastor Stacey's message Sunday morning--Eph. 1:15-23; faith, victory, power, refuge, strength, comfort all found in Christ. Good stuff! And it's true : ). &lt;br /&gt;In my Quiet Time the Lord's love and presence overwhelmed me-Nothing can separate us from the love of God! He loves us! We don't deserve it, can't earn it or unearn it. He loves us regardless of our deeds or blemishes! Somebody say HALLELUIA! Praise Him! He is worthy. &lt;br /&gt;If you don't know His love--you can. Just call out His name right now--tell Him just how much you need Him. Whether you realize it or not---we all need Jesus in our lives. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok---Preaching's Over:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After breakfast, Rich, a believer of only 3 years shared of how God has changed his life in a powerful way. Tears flowed as God showed His presence. We are blessed beyond. &lt;br /&gt;The Heat index tripled--nothing new.  The team worked extremely hard and well-- much accomplished--all steel is welded, cut, painted--ready to go first thing in the morn. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fresh Cashews:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The kids next door had a fire going with something cooking so I went to check it out. They roasted the Cashews-in hull until charred. Dumped them on the ground to cool then broke them open with two rocks. I must admit they were really tasty. &lt;br /&gt;Don is much better--thanks for praying --Lewis&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7006657568573565401-1757845443165364916?l=whenwillwecry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whenwillwecry.blogspot.com/feeds/1757845443165364916/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7006657568573565401&amp;postID=1757845443165364916&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7006657568573565401/posts/default/1757845443165364916'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7006657568573565401/posts/default/1757845443165364916'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whenwillwecry.blogspot.com/2010/03/monday-march-82010-pm.html' title='Monday , March 8,2010-PM-Day one at the Coast'/><author><name>When Will We Cry?</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01479276223112977024</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E5cWo3i9mPU/S9DxWOTbBeI/AAAAAAAAA80/EHIYlHEuPoQ/S220/WWWCY+Twitter+Profile.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E5cWo3i9mPU/S5hmmIpR0lI/AAAAAAAAA2c/3SbnfWJhy7I/s72-c/IMG00045-20100308-1700.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7006657568573565401.post-2398104822872441145</id><published>2010-03-08T21:21:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2010-03-08T21:25:27.923-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Monday , March 8,2010-AM</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E5cWo3i9mPU/S5W_n3SPBXI/AAAAAAAAA18/VpFuG9iiycU/s1600-h/IMG00043-20100308-1218-2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E5cWo3i9mPU/S5W_n3SPBXI/AAAAAAAAA18/VpFuG9iiycU/s200/IMG00043-20100308-1218-2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5446470015950718322" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E5cWo3i9mPU/S5W_O7DrM8I/AAAAAAAAA10/XYIcd_y1oYw/s1600-h/IMG00054-20100307-1519.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E5cWo3i9mPU/S5W_O7DrM8I/AAAAAAAAA10/XYIcd_y1oYw/s200/IMG00054-20100307-1519.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5446469587466662850" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The men looking at the roofing job for a widowed lady in Coatapeque. &lt;br /&gt;David Hodges and Edson work together on the steel costanera to support the long and narrow roof.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7006657568573565401-2398104822872441145?l=whenwillwecry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whenwillwecry.blogspot.com/feeds/2398104822872441145/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7006657568573565401&amp;postID=2398104822872441145&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7006657568573565401/posts/default/2398104822872441145'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7006657568573565401/posts/default/2398104822872441145'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whenwillwecry.blogspot.com/2010/03/monday-march-82010-am_08.html' title='Monday , March 8,2010-AM'/><author><name>When Will We Cry?</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01479276223112977024</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E5cWo3i9mPU/S9DxWOTbBeI/AAAAAAAAA80/EHIYlHEuPoQ/S220/WWWCY+Twitter+Profile.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E5cWo3i9mPU/S5W_n3SPBXI/AAAAAAAAA18/VpFuG9iiycU/s72-c/IMG00043-20100308-1218-2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7006657568573565401.post-6594969567423181693</id><published>2010-03-08T18:40:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2010-03-08T18:54:04.957-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Sunday, March 7, 2010</title><content type='html'>The Landing--If I may expound.  I bet the captain wishes he could have that one over. &lt;br /&gt;After my near death experience last week in CO-notice how that story is growing - the landing in GUA wasn't all that bad. My friend Keith Mattox compares it to hitting a large unexpected pot hole at a high rate of speed.  Today it was all of that plus some. For an instant we thought a Nascar 360 was in order.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do You Have Any Money? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you are going to have dollars to spend while in GUA one must either send a wire or carry it on their person. Normally we wire but this time circumstances didn't allow so the latter was in order. Carrying a small fortune, at least to a poor Guatemalan, for construction material, team ground fee, food, pastor support, etc., made me a bit nervous. &lt;br /&gt;Exiting the plane I thought to myself--self, just get through customs, collect the luggage and walk out the door, be greeted by Edson and Edurardo,-load the trailer and leave- all safe and secure.  &lt;br /&gt;With this large team I had rented an extra van and knew I would need go and do paper work and collect the van. What I didn't know is that I would be walking 5 blocks to get there. All ended well but I must admit I was way out of even my comfort zone. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ely and Rosa:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first week after chemo is the hardest. My heart breaks to watch my brother and friend suffer. Rosa stays by his side and she watches and prays. I ask you to continue to remember them. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's Sunday!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh how we experienced the power and presence of our Lord today. Pastor Stacey preach the Word and God moved in many hearts including mine. The Lord is so very good. &lt;br /&gt;We arrived at the coast by dark and worked until 10p. The team, very diverse talent wise, will start work around day break. We have a challenging week ahead and appreciate your prayers. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for listening-All glory and honor to the Lord. Jesus loves me this I know- that's enough for me.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In His service--Lewis&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7006657568573565401-6594969567423181693?l=whenwillwecry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whenwillwecry.blogspot.com/feeds/6594969567423181693/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7006657568573565401&amp;postID=6594969567423181693&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7006657568573565401/posts/default/6594969567423181693'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7006657568573565401/posts/default/6594969567423181693'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whenwillwecry.blogspot.com/2010/03/sunday-march-7-2010.html' title='Sunday, March 7, 2010'/><author><name>When Will We Cry?</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01479276223112977024</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E5cWo3i9mPU/S9DxWOTbBeI/AAAAAAAAA80/EHIYlHEuPoQ/S220/WWWCY+Twitter+Profile.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7006657568573565401.post-8774928488606572312</id><published>2010-03-06T21:05:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2010-03-06T21:09:37.197-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Oakland Baptist Church-Rutledge,TN</title><content type='html'>March 6, 2010-Saturday&lt;br /&gt;I met up with the team just south of Chattanooga, TN, in north GA at 3:30 AM. They allowed me to hitch a ride on down to Atlanta, thus saving me some drive time and hopefully-swollen legs again. &lt;br /&gt;There are nineteen from Oakland Baptist Church, Rutledge, TN. A diverse bunch headed up by David Hodges--farmers, an engineer, school teachers, students, sales reps, truck driver, contractor, stay at home moms, electrician, mechanic, insurance salesman, etc. All willing to come and serve among the poor in Guatemala.  &lt;br /&gt;We left Atlanta at 10a eastern and should touch down any minute now making our flight time only 3 hrs and 15 minutes. So far an uneventful trip. All is well. Please continue to pray that all we are, do and say bring glory and honor to our Lord. &lt;br /&gt;And like being dropped from the sky we just landed hard and a bit squirmy but we're safe and partially sound. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lewis&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7006657568573565401-8774928488606572312?l=whenwillwecry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whenwillwecry.blogspot.com/feeds/8774928488606572312/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7006657568573565401&amp;postID=8774928488606572312&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7006657568573565401/posts/default/8774928488606572312'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7006657568573565401/posts/default/8774928488606572312'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whenwillwecry.blogspot.com/2010/03/oakland-baptist-church-rutledgetn.html' title='Oakland Baptist Church-Rutledge,TN'/><author><name>When Will We Cry?</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01479276223112977024</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E5cWo3i9mPU/S9DxWOTbBeI/AAAAAAAAA80/EHIYlHEuPoQ/S220/WWWCY+Twitter+Profile.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7006657568573565401.post-2780195666467134840</id><published>2010-02-20T11:37:00.006-06:00</published><updated>2010-02-23T20:49:07.858-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Friday,February 19,2010-Transition Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E5cWo3i9mPU/S4SSGd8XxLI/AAAAAAAAA0o/Zg_ndZeUCWQ/s1600-h/IMG_0930.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E5cWo3i9mPU/S4SSGd8XxLI/AAAAAAAAA0o/Zg_ndZeUCWQ/s200/IMG_0930.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5441634889585116338" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We loaded up and got on the road by 6a. The morning air was cool and felt good once we were going. &lt;br /&gt;Driving is always a challenge, we saw three wrecks involving big trucks and a few near mishaps where Chicken Buses were the issue. I sit and watch in total amazement as the Three Ring Circus unveils act after act for the entire 6 hour journey back. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E5cWo3i9mPU/S4SS0QRawbI/AAAAAAAAA0w/UGZXVhrbBHM/s1600-h/100_3510.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E5cWo3i9mPU/S4SS0QRawbI/AAAAAAAAA0w/UGZXVhrbBHM/s200/100_3510.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5441635676189278642" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We spent a few hours in Antigua before heading back to Ely and Rosa's casa. We were all relieved to see Ely feeling and looking better. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E5cWo3i9mPU/S4Q49YWSoQI/AAAAAAAAA0g/mMirPib4iTc/s1600-h/100_3472.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E5cWo3i9mPU/S4Q49YWSoQI/AAAAAAAAA0g/mMirPib4iTc/s200/100_3472.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5441536876929523970" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The transition day helps with the river of emotions that floods your soul after serving in a poor village for a week. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The team is weary so after supper we called it a night. The ladies stayed at the house and the guys in the church. After many stories and laughs we turned out the lights. &lt;br /&gt;The sound of the city traffic helps buffer the chainsaw running in the bed next to me. It's time to dig out the ear plugs and turn in. &lt;br /&gt;We've had a great week and we know this has happened partly because of your prayers. Once again---Thank You!&lt;br /&gt;Should make it home by midnight tomorrow. &lt;br /&gt;Lewis&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7006657568573565401-2780195666467134840?l=whenwillwecry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whenwillwecry.blogspot.com/feeds/2780195666467134840/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7006657568573565401&amp;postID=2780195666467134840&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7006657568573565401/posts/default/2780195666467134840'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7006657568573565401/posts/default/2780195666467134840'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whenwillwecry.blogspot.com/2010/02/fridayfebruary-192010-transition-day.html' title='Friday,February 19,2010-Transition Day'/><author><name>When Will We Cry?</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01479276223112977024</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E5cWo3i9mPU/S9DxWOTbBeI/AAAAAAAAA80/EHIYlHEuPoQ/S220/WWWCY+Twitter+Profile.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E5cWo3i9mPU/S4SSGd8XxLI/AAAAAAAAA0o/Zg_ndZeUCWQ/s72-c/IMG_0930.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7006657568573565401.post-2394745759261493986</id><published>2010-02-19T18:29:00.005-06:00</published><updated>2010-02-23T21:10:56.988-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Thursday, February 18, 2010, San Antonio Finale</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E5cWo3i9mPU/S38vOUpyxGI/AAAAAAAAAyQ/5OiqakAIghw/s1600-h/IMG00012-20100218-1230.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E5cWo3i9mPU/S38vOUpyxGI/AAAAAAAAAyQ/5OiqakAIghw/s200/IMG00012-20100218-1230.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5440118797995525218" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mas mezcla! (More mud!) More cement! Mas agua porforvor! Hand me a block, hey Lewis what's next?&lt;br /&gt;The ice cream bike screeches to a halt, as does the production. Ice cream! Is it safe to eat? How much? Is that all? Ice cream for everyone! Where did all these kids come from? And such is life on a construction mission in Guatemala. &lt;br /&gt;Oh joy--swollen legs again. A small price to pay for Kingdom service.  Suitcases and backpack piled high on the end of my bed. I got this "legs above the heart" thing down pat.   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E5cWo3i9mPU/S4P_VtTFTtI/AAAAAAAAAzQ/7jEIDWn-4cs/s1600-h/IMG_1485.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E5cWo3i9mPU/S4P_VtTFTtI/AAAAAAAAAzQ/7jEIDWn-4cs/s200/IMG_1485.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5441473523195662034" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We worked our fingers to the bone, or at least to another layer of skin, guzzled water like mad men and shouted Halleluia! every now and then. &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E5cWo3i9mPU/S4MSYodj9AI/AAAAAAAAAyY/Nq3RyNpA_8E/s1600-h/P1010273.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E5cWo3i9mPU/S4MSYodj9AI/AAAAAAAAAyY/Nq3RyNpA_8E/s200/P1010273.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5441212989181260802" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We were busy and pressed to finish but paused every time to give a child, who stopped by, a smile and a thumbs up. After all, why were we really here? To build a wall or to share the love of Jesus. The team shared all they had with the children and adults alike. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E5cWo3i9mPU/S4SUWbzz9QI/AAAAAAAAA04/isj34Tw8lV4/s1600-h/IMG_0904.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 143px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E5cWo3i9mPU/S4SUWbzz9QI/AAAAAAAAA04/isj34Tw8lV4/s200/IMG_0904.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5441637362913506562" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We drove out to the beach to catch the sunset and a group photo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had a great last day, a great week --- tired, exhausted and ready to head home--hoping to arrive by midnight Saturday. &lt;br /&gt;Thanks once  again for all of your prayers, encouraging words and support. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lewis&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7006657568573565401-2394745759261493986?l=whenwillwecry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whenwillwecry.blogspot.com/feeds/2394745759261493986/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7006657568573565401&amp;postID=2394745759261493986&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7006657568573565401/posts/default/2394745759261493986'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7006657568573565401/posts/default/2394745759261493986'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whenwillwecry.blogspot.com/2010/02/thursday-february-18-final-day-at-san.html' title='Thursday, February 18, 2010, San Antonio Finale'/><author><name>When Will We Cry?</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01479276223112977024</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E5cWo3i9mPU/S9DxWOTbBeI/AAAAAAAAA80/EHIYlHEuPoQ/S220/WWWCY+Twitter+Profile.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E5cWo3i9mPU/S38vOUpyxGI/AAAAAAAAAyQ/5OiqakAIghw/s72-c/IMG00012-20100218-1230.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7006657568573565401.post-1064747864128040271</id><published>2010-02-18T20:12:00.007-06:00</published><updated>2010-02-23T21:05:10.306-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Wednesday, February 17,2010-Day three-San Antonio,San Marcos,Guatemala</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E5cWo3i9mPU/S4MahV89uoI/AAAAAAAAAyw/L_qzo0Crr1I/s1600-h/IMG_0797.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E5cWo3i9mPU/S4MahV89uoI/AAAAAAAAAyw/L_qzo0Crr1I/s200/IMG_0797.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5441221934924544642" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guatemalan Toilet Seats:&lt;br /&gt;First of all let me say how much I enjoy having one, but they're just not made for our super sized bodies.&lt;br /&gt;Often one may become cracked or broken and the next in line becomes the victim of a vicious pinch on the leg, and at 5AM, in the dark, that pinch can cause one to think a large Iguana slipped in during the night.    &lt;br /&gt;The Heat:&lt;br /&gt;Between 11a and 2p the sun is intense. The heat took much of our energy and production in the morning but by 3p there were clouds and a breeze. This rejuvenated body and soul.&lt;br /&gt;We found our second, third and fourth wind and ended the day with much progress and limited collateral damage.&lt;br /&gt;The women are now feeling sorry for the guys and have volunteered to help us tomorrow. They will be a huge help shoveling rock and sand, carrying blocks and such. In their honor we will start our day one hour early. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E5cWo3i9mPU/S4SWK0UeQqI/AAAAAAAAA1I/IwZ4Felvazg/s1600-h/IMGP0548.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 186px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E5cWo3i9mPU/S4SWK0UeQqI/AAAAAAAAA1I/IwZ4Felvazg/s200/IMGP0548.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5441639362357772962" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bible School:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E5cWo3i9mPU/S4MWjPnMJXI/AAAAAAAAAyo/lnXHH0UH5QQ/s1600-h/100_4407.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 133px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E5cWo3i9mPU/S4MWjPnMJXI/AAAAAAAAAyo/lnXHH0UH5QQ/s200/100_4407.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5441217569535829362" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;200 kids came to Bible School and the ladies did an outstanding job.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E5cWo3i9mPU/S4MdJmdF_iI/AAAAAAAAAy4/gpNIBQ2LMkw/s1600-h/IMG_0851.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E5cWo3i9mPU/S4MdJmdF_iI/AAAAAAAAAy4/gpNIBQ2LMkw/s200/IMG_0851.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5441224825572294178" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E5cWo3i9mPU/S4SVUu5x2GI/AAAAAAAAA1A/13X65e2J7SM/s1600-h/100_4428.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 155px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E5cWo3i9mPU/S4SVUu5x2GI/AAAAAAAAA1A/13X65e2J7SM/s200/100_4428.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5441638433190697058" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt; I had the opportunity to share the gospel and 31 children came forward to receive Christ as their personal Lord and Savior. We praise God for all! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E5cWo3i9mPU/S4Md0KTHoFI/AAAAAAAAAzA/gm1yt3Kt9-E/s1600-h/IMG_0853.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E5cWo3i9mPU/S4Md0KTHoFI/AAAAAAAAAzA/gm1yt3Kt9-E/s200/IMG_0853.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5441225556748640338" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I'm nodding off writing and you're probably tired of listening. These new beds are really spoiling me. &lt;br /&gt;Thanks for your prayers--another day in Paradise is in the books. God bless you and keep you. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lewis&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7006657568573565401-1064747864128040271?l=whenwillwecry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whenwillwecry.blogspot.com/feeds/1064747864128040271/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7006657568573565401&amp;postID=1064747864128040271&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7006657568573565401/posts/default/1064747864128040271'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7006657568573565401/posts/default/1064747864128040271'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whenwillwecry.blogspot.com/2010/02/wednesday-february-172010-day-three-san.html' title='Wednesday, February 17,2010-Day three-San Antonio,San Marcos,Guatemala'/><author><name>When Will We Cry?</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01479276223112977024</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E5cWo3i9mPU/S9DxWOTbBeI/AAAAAAAAA80/EHIYlHEuPoQ/S220/WWWCY+Twitter+Profile.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E5cWo3i9mPU/S4MahV89uoI/AAAAAAAAAyw/L_qzo0Crr1I/s72-c/IMG_0797.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7006657568573565401.post-8810346970166563363</id><published>2010-02-17T19:51:00.005-06:00</published><updated>2010-02-23T10:25:51.328-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 2-Part two</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E5cWo3i9mPU/S4QBGyaR_1I/AAAAAAAAAzg/jnxED0T7pT8/s1600-h/IMG_1334.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 185px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E5cWo3i9mPU/S4QBGyaR_1I/AAAAAAAAAzg/jnxED0T7pT8/s200/IMG_1334.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5441475465893248850" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks again for praying. The Lord answered and a gentle breeze graced us all afternoon. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The heat exhausted are better, &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E5cWo3i9mPU/S4QAOmsnaxI/AAAAAAAAAzY/fBPhE1zU_VQ/s1600-h/DSCN0241.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 185px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E5cWo3i9mPU/S4QAOmsnaxI/AAAAAAAAAzY/fBPhE1zU_VQ/s200/DSCN0241.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5441474500676250386" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Bible School had 120 kids, lot's of concrete poured and blocks laid. &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E5cWo3i9mPU/S4MUMNaYsSI/AAAAAAAAAyg/oYpMhL_Z95I/s1600-h/DSCN0224.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E5cWo3i9mPU/S4MUMNaYsSI/AAAAAAAAAyg/oYpMhL_Z95I/s200/DSCN0224.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5441214974785007906" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's hot and humid here but that sure beats 20 degrees and snow at home. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The doc said that if I live till Friday--I will have lived all week long. : )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day 2 is in the books. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lewis&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7006657568573565401-8810346970166563363?l=whenwillwecry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whenwillwecry.blogspot.com/feeds/8810346970166563363/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7006657568573565401&amp;postID=8810346970166563363&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7006657568573565401/posts/default/8810346970166563363'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7006657568573565401/posts/default/8810346970166563363'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whenwillwecry.blogspot.com/2010/02/day-2-part-two.html' title='Day 2-Part two'/><author><name>When Will We Cry?</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01479276223112977024</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E5cWo3i9mPU/S9DxWOTbBeI/AAAAAAAAA80/EHIYlHEuPoQ/S220/WWWCY+Twitter+Profile.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E5cWo3i9mPU/S4QBGyaR_1I/AAAAAAAAAzg/jnxED0T7pT8/s72-c/IMG_1334.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7006657568573565401.post-8410591204588810398</id><published>2010-02-17T19:48:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2010-02-17T20:03:30.341-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Construction Site-Day 2, San Antonio</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E5cWo3i9mPU/S3yfdX3So9I/AAAAAAAAAyI/uz85pIik7NM/s1600-h/IMG00007-20100216-1109.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E5cWo3i9mPU/S3yfdX3So9I/AAAAAAAAAyI/uz85pIik7NM/s200/IMG00007-20100216-1109.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5439397776927663058" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the construction site. Today the heat took casualties in spite of all precautions taken, please continue to pray. &lt;br /&gt;The well where we get all of our water for concrete ran dry about 1p. We are trying to find more water now. &lt;br /&gt;Thank you once again in helping us share the love of Christ here in Guatemala. &lt;br /&gt;Lewis&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7006657568573565401-8410591204588810398?l=whenwillwecry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whenwillwecry.blogspot.com/feeds/8410591204588810398/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7006657568573565401&amp;postID=8410591204588810398&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7006657568573565401/posts/default/8410591204588810398'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7006657568573565401/posts/default/8410591204588810398'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whenwillwecry.blogspot.com/2010/02/construction.html' title='Construction Site-Day 2, San Antonio'/><author><name>When Will We Cry?</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01479276223112977024</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E5cWo3i9mPU/S9DxWOTbBeI/AAAAAAAAA80/EHIYlHEuPoQ/S220/WWWCY+Twitter+Profile.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E5cWo3i9mPU/S3yfdX3So9I/AAAAAAAAAyI/uz85pIik7NM/s72-c/IMG00007-20100216-1109.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7006657568573565401.post-4659898137529014789</id><published>2010-02-17T07:04:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2010-02-23T11:55:22.277-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 2-San Antonio- Tuesday, February 16, 2010</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E5cWo3i9mPU/S4QVSMtN30I/AAAAAAAAA0Q/FLZ0TNdF6Wc/s1600-h/IMG_0757.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E5cWo3i9mPU/S4QVSMtN30I/AAAAAAAAA0Q/FLZ0TNdF6Wc/s200/IMG_0757.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5441497652163108674" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last night we pumped more water into the storage tank to help make our shower water colder. The night air wasn't as cool as it was on Sunday and the cooler showers were refreshing. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E5cWo3i9mPU/S4QWM5LGNyI/AAAAAAAAA0Y/qR3u89h6xTc/s1600-h/CIMG2063.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E5cWo3i9mPU/S4QWM5LGNyI/AAAAAAAAA0Y/qR3u89h6xTc/s200/CIMG2063.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5441498660532008738" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My legs swelled again but not as bad as last time. I had an Ultra Sound last week and there was no blood clot--perhaps I'm pregnant-won"t Donna be surprised, and the guys at the gym! Yikes!! What will people say. Sorry-perhaps it's the heat. &lt;br /&gt;Day 2 in Paradise is under way! We praise God for strength, endurance and a breeze that comes our way every now and then. To Him be all glory!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for being -- Lewis&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7006657568573565401-4659898137529014789?l=whenwillwecry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whenwillwecry.blogspot.com/feeds/4659898137529014789/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7006657568573565401&amp;postID=4659898137529014789&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7006657568573565401/posts/default/4659898137529014789'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7006657568573565401/posts/default/4659898137529014789'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whenwillwecry.blogspot.com/2010/02/day-2-san-antonio.html' title='Day 2-San Antonio- Tuesday, February 16, 2010'/><author><name>When Will We Cry?</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01479276223112977024</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E5cWo3i9mPU/S9DxWOTbBeI/AAAAAAAAA80/EHIYlHEuPoQ/S220/WWWCY+Twitter+Profile.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E5cWo3i9mPU/S4QVSMtN30I/AAAAAAAAA0Q/FLZ0TNdF6Wc/s72-c/IMG_0757.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7006657568573565401.post-4412976192784848883</id><published>2010-02-16T18:53:00.007-06:00</published><updated>2010-02-23T21:19:37.912-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Monday-Day 1 at San Antonio, Guatemala</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E5cWo3i9mPU/S4QCdhD31HI/AAAAAAAAAzo/oWKISCFOAOE/s1600-h/IMG_1456.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E5cWo3i9mPU/S4QCdhD31HI/AAAAAAAAAzo/oWKISCFOAOE/s200/IMG_1456.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5441476955884475506" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The roar of the fans almost sounded like rain early this morning-it made for good sleeping. &lt;br /&gt;We rolled out of our beds at 5a  to began the construction work. The women stayed to do some cleaning on the dorm and prepared the food to be distributed. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Donna called and said it was 22 degrees and snowing at home. All of a sudden 98 in the shade doesn't feel so bad. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E5cWo3i9mPU/S4QDDK6nv7I/AAAAAAAAAzw/hU4MgQDlA9Y/s1600-h/IMG_0759.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E5cWo3i9mPU/S4QDDK6nv7I/AAAAAAAAAzw/hU4MgQDlA9Y/s200/IMG_0759.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5441477602775121842" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The team accomplished much but the heat took it's toll. No matter what precautions we take the heat and humidity sometimes just wears on the body.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E5cWo3i9mPU/S4SaolR2DPI/AAAAAAAAA1Y/UmMbpg0bHnQ/s1600-h/IMG_1466.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E5cWo3i9mPU/S4SaolR2DPI/AAAAAAAAA1Y/UmMbpg0bHnQ/s200/IMG_1466.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5441644271762803954" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E5cWo3i9mPU/S4SaB93Av9I/AAAAAAAAA1Q/c89JiOLL0fY/s1600-h/IMG_1325.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E5cWo3i9mPU/S4SaB93Av9I/AAAAAAAAA1Q/c89JiOLL0fY/s200/IMG_1325.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5441643608346247122" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Bible School was small-around 50 kids. The ladies did a wonderful job as well as the guys. &lt;br /&gt;We're going to distribute some of the food here in a bit-have some black beans and rice for supper-cold refreshing shower-hit the sack. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks again for being you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lewis&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7006657568573565401-4412976192784848883?l=whenwillwecry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whenwillwecry.blogspot.com/feeds/4412976192784848883/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7006657568573565401&amp;postID=4412976192784848883&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7006657568573565401/posts/default/4412976192784848883'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7006657568573565401/posts/default/4412976192784848883'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whenwillwecry.blogspot.com/2010/02/momday-day-1-at-san-antonio-guatemala.html' title='Monday-Day 1 at San Antonio, Guatemala'/><author><name>When Will We Cry?</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01479276223112977024</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E5cWo3i9mPU/S9DxWOTbBeI/AAAAAAAAA80/EHIYlHEuPoQ/S220/WWWCY+Twitter+Profile.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E5cWo3i9mPU/S4QCdhD31HI/AAAAAAAAAzo/oWKISCFOAOE/s72-c/IMG_1456.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7006657568573565401.post-3752035499094336868</id><published>2010-02-16T10:32:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2010-02-23T11:45:29.286-06:00</updated><title type='text'>February 14, 2010-Sunday</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E5cWo3i9mPU/S4QUD6c5gBI/AAAAAAAAA0I/pq8NVFkPDgE/s1600-h/IMG_1663.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E5cWo3i9mPU/S4QUD6c5gBI/AAAAAAAAA0I/pq8NVFkPDgE/s200/IMG_1663.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5441496307233030162" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;While in Guatemala drive as  Guatemalans do -- or at least close.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Driving Rules:&lt;br /&gt;1. Drive as fast as the road allows you or you will get run over. &lt;br /&gt;2. Don't get mad--tail-gating, being cut off,being passed on double yellows--on both sides at the same time-- no worry--but my biggest pet peeve-- is no tail lights/brake lights. Perhaps that's why they all drive so fast!&lt;br /&gt;3. Be courteous-- it will get you no where but is the right thing to do. &lt;br /&gt;4. Remember-BIGGER means they win--always--end of story. The LARGE bus will squash you and keep going. &lt;br /&gt;This trip to the coast went well, a few near scrapes but nothing major. The weather was beautiful-we arrived safely once again. &lt;br /&gt;Those who are here for the first time comment on how blessed we are and how little the people here have. &lt;br /&gt;Our day will start early tomorrow. Better get some sleep. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for your prayers and support--Forever gripped by Him. &lt;br /&gt;Lewis&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7006657568573565401-3752035499094336868?l=whenwillwecry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whenwillwecry.blogspot.com/feeds/3752035499094336868/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7006657568573565401&amp;postID=3752035499094336868&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7006657568573565401/posts/default/3752035499094336868'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7006657568573565401/posts/default/3752035499094336868'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whenwillwecry.blogspot.com/2010/02/february-14-2010-sunday.html' title='February 14, 2010-Sunday'/><author><name>When Will We Cry?</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01479276223112977024</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E5cWo3i9mPU/S9DxWOTbBeI/AAAAAAAAA80/EHIYlHEuPoQ/S220/WWWCY+Twitter+Profile.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E5cWo3i9mPU/S4QUD6c5gBI/AAAAAAAAA0I/pq8NVFkPDgE/s72-c/IMG_1663.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7006657568573565401.post-623061997215757907</id><published>2010-02-15T19:36:00.006-06:00</published><updated>2010-02-23T11:40:41.220-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Saturday, February 13, 2010-We Made It!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E5cWo3i9mPU/S4QNeOQ3EgI/AAAAAAAAAz4/FzBvZBuQ-7o/s1600-h/100_3137.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E5cWo3i9mPU/S4QNeOQ3EgI/AAAAAAAAAz4/FzBvZBuQ-7o/s200/100_3137.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5441489062646452738" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;That is to Atlanta!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The final miles were treacherous but we arrived safe and partially sound around 2a.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E5cWo3i9mPU/S4QS_TYOEwI/AAAAAAAAA0A/sMYMueIXknY/s1600-h/100_3133.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E5cWo3i9mPU/S4QS_TYOEwI/AAAAAAAAA0A/sMYMueIXknY/s200/100_3133.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5441495128513319682" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The only problem is we still have no plane and it is after noon. Being the optimistic, full of faith folks we are, we still plan on getting out of here some time today.  I rubbed all the hair off my favorite rabbit's foot, stood on 1 leg and counted to 100 (out loud), bought 3 kids ice cream and still no plane. &lt;br /&gt;$7.00 food vouchers are now being handed out --I better find another rabbit's foot quick. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For all my super spiritual amigos out there - yes, God is still in control. No one is panicking--yet, except the rabbits. &lt;br /&gt;Sorry-no sleep equals silliness and hallucinations--- I think I see a plane.... Perhaps a mirage--or he's just turning around. Nope I think it's ours. Rabbits relax for now. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lewis&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7006657568573565401-623061997215757907?l=whenwillwecry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whenwillwecry.blogspot.com/feeds/623061997215757907/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7006657568573565401&amp;postID=623061997215757907&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7006657568573565401/posts/default/623061997215757907'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7006657568573565401/posts/default/623061997215757907'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whenwillwecry.blogspot.com/2010/02/saturday-february-13-2010-we-made-it.html' title='Saturday, February 13, 2010-We Made It!'/><author><name>When Will We Cry?</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01479276223112977024</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E5cWo3i9mPU/S9DxWOTbBeI/AAAAAAAAA80/EHIYlHEuPoQ/S220/WWWCY+Twitter+Profile.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E5cWo3i9mPU/S4QNeOQ3EgI/AAAAAAAAAz4/FzBvZBuQ-7o/s72-c/100_3137.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7006657568573565401.post-2197515752085891229</id><published>2010-02-14T20:59:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2010-02-14T21:07:18.302-06:00</updated><title type='text'>February 13, 2010-Mars Hill and Sharon Baptist Churches</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;We're at it again!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Snow and ice are tricky but the real problem, here in the south, as I see it is this thang we call -  "hey yawl, watch this." Now that'll cause a 50 mile, four hour traffic jam nearly every time. One stands in silence, to my left, on I-75 north just south of Chatanooga,TN.  Praise the Lord we're in the south bound lanes.   &lt;br /&gt;Though there is 3 to 4 inches of snow on the shoulders the interstate is clear so far. &lt;br /&gt;Once again we're out on midnight cruise down to Atlanta. We could call this one - The Valentine Run. The problem with that is most of our sweethearts &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;ain't&lt;/span&gt; here. &lt;br /&gt;Seventeen brave souls have once again, placed their lives in my hands, and given their time and talents to go and serve in Guatemala. &lt;br /&gt;One of this years perks is getting away from all of this cold, nasty weather here in the south. &lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow, if all goes as planned, we'll enjoy the 70 degree temps in the city before heading out to, triple digit coastal weather, where we will spend next week. No heat or hot water required. &lt;br /&gt;God bless you for your prayers and support. &lt;br /&gt;Construction, Bible School and Food distribution are on the agenda. We're prayed up and ready to serve. Now   &lt;br /&gt;the Interstate is much worse as is the snow. We're 40 miles out from Atlanta. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Ely and Rosa:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ely's report was not great this time. The tumor in his lung had grown so the doctor changed his chemo. He is on a more conventional treatment now. Please continue to pray. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Bruce Myers' dad passed away:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pastor Myers had preached more than 60 years. He was serving as pastor at New Covenant Baptist in Mill Port, AL. Please pray for this family. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's 12:20a eastern time and traffic has come to a halt on 75 south. We're 30 miles from Atlanta - Another "hey yawl, watch this" perhaps. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Buenas noches mi amigos,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lewis&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7006657568573565401-2197515752085891229?l=whenwillwecry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whenwillwecry.blogspot.com/feeds/2197515752085891229/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7006657568573565401&amp;postID=2197515752085891229&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7006657568573565401/posts/default/2197515752085891229'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7006657568573565401/posts/default/2197515752085891229'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whenwillwecry.blogspot.com/2010/02/february-13-2010-mars-hill-and-sharon.html' title='February 13, 2010-Mars Hill and Sharon Baptist Churches'/><author><name>When Will We Cry?</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01479276223112977024</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E5cWo3i9mPU/S9DxWOTbBeI/AAAAAAAAA80/EHIYlHEuPoQ/S220/WWWCY+Twitter+Profile.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7006657568573565401.post-2894736930318592406</id><published>2010-02-14T20:47:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2010-02-14T20:54:24.601-06:00</updated><title type='text'>January 16, 2010-Alabama Team</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;It's 2010 and we're off!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;The Journey:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cruising down to Atlanta at midnight sounded like a barrel of fun- uh - once upon a time.  But when you throw in the 2am pit stop at the Waffle House -- there's nothing really like it to get a mission trip started.&lt;br /&gt;Donna suggested the guys and I leave early-getting a hotel but I'm too cheap for that. &lt;br /&gt;Our flight was leaving  Atlanta at 9:50 Saturday morning so we wanted to arrive at the airport by 7a. No problem -- except for the over indulgence at the Waffle House. &lt;br /&gt;On the plane, we ran into a storm somewhere over the Gulf of MX around 11a-one of the worst turbulences I had ever experienced. Yippie Ky Yea! We'll either be in Guatemala or Heaven very soon! &lt;br /&gt;What an adventure! And at no extra cost. &lt;br /&gt;Dramamine and barf bags were being passed around like candy and I praise the Lord that I had no need for either--yet-that is.   &lt;br /&gt;The captain charted east soon to find calmer skies and after a few minutes we were safe and secure  at 39,000 feet.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Landing in Guatemala: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Something everyone needs to experience at least once in a life time. Mountains surround the carved out peanut size runway so finesse and experience are required, but mostly just good brakes. The tires produce a blue smoke while engines roar in reverse. No matter how many times I land here I still catch myself holding my breath a few seconds every time. &lt;br /&gt;Well we made it!  Spent Saturday night at Ely and Rosa's in the city and made the journey  out to the coast and are here now (Sunday night). It's hot, beautiful and peaceful. The team will be doing construction work at El Tecamante this week. So much fun in the sun/Son. What a life!&lt;br /&gt;Ely and Rosa are doing well but still a bit weary.  They stayed behind, in the city keeping grand kids and getting much needed rest. &lt;br /&gt;We pray you are blessed.  &lt;br /&gt;May you walk with God and be found faithful. To Him all glory and praise!&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for prayers and support. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lewis&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7006657568573565401-2894736930318592406?l=whenwillwecry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whenwillwecry.blogspot.com/feeds/2894736930318592406/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7006657568573565401&amp;postID=2894736930318592406&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7006657568573565401/posts/default/2894736930318592406'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7006657568573565401/posts/default/2894736930318592406'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whenwillwecry.blogspot.com/2010/02/january-16-2010-alabama-team.html' title='January 16, 2010-Alabama Team'/><author><name>When Will We Cry?</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01479276223112977024</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E5cWo3i9mPU/S9DxWOTbBeI/AAAAAAAAA80/EHIYlHEuPoQ/S220/WWWCY+Twitter+Profile.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7006657568573565401.post-5269248492862520701</id><published>2010-02-14T20:43:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2010-02-14T20:46:37.364-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 1 at El Tecamante, San Marcos, Guatemala</title><content type='html'>Ok....here's the facts. On the plane we ran into Clear Air Turbulence. No storm and no warning, just sudden unstable air. Guess this explains the clear skies as we bounced and shook on our flight down.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;arth quake hit Guatemala!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was only a 6.0 causing no problem for us. The only rumble here is a stomach or two.  Thanks though for concern and prayers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;New Beds for Dorms:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wonderful comfortable beds! Thank you Ely and family for this wonderful blessing!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Day 1- Construction Project:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Typical construction day-wake at 5a -  get to the job site by 7 and work till dark- around 6p. No one badly injured, just a scrape or two, no one suffered heat exhaustion - perhaps a little dehydration but  all in all it was a really great first day......,Now if I can only get out of bed tomorrow. : )&lt;br /&gt;The team accomplished much and we praise God for the strength to work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Supper:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Black beans and rice with a side of hot peppers. It just doesn't get any better than this. &lt;br /&gt;Triple digit temps, long hard days and refreshing showers - this is life! &lt;br /&gt;Lord bless you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lewis&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7006657568573565401-5269248492862520701?l=whenwillwecry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whenwillwecry.blogspot.com/feeds/5269248492862520701/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7006657568573565401&amp;postID=5269248492862520701&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7006657568573565401/posts/default/5269248492862520701'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7006657568573565401/posts/default/5269248492862520701'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whenwillwecry.blogspot.com/2010/02/day-1-at-el-tecamante-san-marcos.html' title='Day 1 at El Tecamante, San Marcos, Guatemala'/><author><name>When Will We Cry?</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01479276223112977024</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E5cWo3i9mPU/S9DxWOTbBeI/AAAAAAAAA80/EHIYlHEuPoQ/S220/WWWCY+Twitter+Profile.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7006657568573565401.post-291014109275921651</id><published>2010-02-14T20:39:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2010-02-14T20:42:08.938-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 2 at El Tecamante</title><content type='html'>Some of the best  breakfast's around are served up here in Guatemala - black beans, eggs, fresh pico and tortillas. Marresa is a wonderful cook. &lt;br /&gt;Tuesday was a tough day with the heat and working conditions. River rocks, concrete blocks and old wood served as scaffolding. The sun showed little mercy and except for an occasional breeze, it was hot and muggy. In spite of a slight hiccup one wall was finished by 5p. &lt;br /&gt;Thanks for praying. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lewis&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7006657568573565401-291014109275921651?l=whenwillwecry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whenwillwecry.blogspot.com/feeds/291014109275921651/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7006657568573565401&amp;postID=291014109275921651&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7006657568573565401/posts/default/291014109275921651'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7006657568573565401/posts/default/291014109275921651'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whenwillwecry.blogspot.com/2010/02/day-2-at-el-tecamante_14.html' title='Day 2 at El Tecamante'/><author><name>When Will We Cry?</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01479276223112977024</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E5cWo3i9mPU/S9DxWOTbBeI/AAAAAAAAA80/EHIYlHEuPoQ/S220/WWWCY+Twitter+Profile.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7006657568573565401.post-7690991635933440565</id><published>2010-02-14T20:34:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2010-02-14T20:38:07.711-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 3 at El Tecamante</title><content type='html'>A World of Nothing:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In El Tecamante there is no store to buy a snack, no restaurant to sit and enjoy a meal-the closest fast food joint, Pollo Campero's, is at least an hour and a half away by car-but who has one? There's no medical clinic, pharmacy or doctor.  &lt;br /&gt;It's a world where power tools don't exist, and everything is done the hardest way possible-at least it appears as such.&lt;br /&gt;There is no air conditioned homes, no families leaving on vacation, no bank accounts, health insurance, benefits or retirement.&lt;br /&gt;Most walk everywhere they go, carrying loads we can't even began to imagine. &lt;br /&gt;The believers are humble and gracious. They have nothing, but give everything.  They love the Lord and I know that He loves them just as much as He loves me. &lt;br /&gt;This truly is a world of nothing, but in this world of "nothing" there is something --- there's peace. Something many who have everything never find. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Heat and Hard Work:&lt;br /&gt;The team shows signs of weariness but they are still willing to do whatever it takes. &lt;br /&gt;Today I'm feeling my age,54 going on 70. My calves are swollen double and this heat isn't helping. I don't mean to complain, but as I look down at these elevated limbs I try and figure out whose legs are attached to my body. A bit uncomfortable but a mild thing to suffer. Perhaps they will be better by tomorrow. &lt;br /&gt;Most of our work is completed. Most likely we will work a shorter day tomorrow, Thursday, and prepare to head back into the city Friday morning. It's been a good week.  &lt;br /&gt;Thanks again for your prayers. Lord bless you and keep you. May you choose to follow Him all the days of your life. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lewis&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7006657568573565401-7690991635933440565?l=whenwillwecry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whenwillwecry.blogspot.com/feeds/7690991635933440565/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7006657568573565401&amp;postID=7690991635933440565&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7006657568573565401/posts/default/7690991635933440565'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7006657568573565401/posts/default/7690991635933440565'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whenwillwecry.blogspot.com/2010/02/day-3-at-el-tecamante.html' title='Day 3 at El Tecamante'/><author><name>When Will We Cry?</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01479276223112977024</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E5cWo3i9mPU/S9DxWOTbBeI/AAAAAAAAA80/EHIYlHEuPoQ/S220/WWWCY+Twitter+Profile.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7006657568573565401.post-2415735544671671613</id><published>2010-02-11T20:35:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2010-02-11T20:41:43.849-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Last Day in El Tecamante</title><content type='html'>We circled together and prayed  for the last time today. Already our brothers in Christ, these now are friends also. One by one they thanked us for coming to help them.  We returned our gratitude as it was our privilege to serve beside these humble servants of God. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In two short days we will be back in our home towns. Small, cozy places in the world where excess and missed opportunities abound.  Our new friends, all men of God, will continue their survival of difficult struggles in rural Guatemala. Perhaps our presence brought them hope ---- perhaps it helped us get a grip on reality.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We tested our physical strength daily as we strained and sweated, elbow to elbow, cheek to cheek, with these brothers. Their strength, however, is tested in a greater way than ours. For day by day and month by month they must fight to survive just to  afford life's basic necessities like food and clean drinking water.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I pray that your heart will be stirred by these words, and if you are not already doing so, perhaps you will began to pray for those who  suffer physical and spiritual impoverishment through out our world. A condition of many who are the poorest of the poor in our world population. &lt;br /&gt;Perhaps you may examine your  heart and your relationship, or lack of a relationship, to God. He loves you very much. &lt;br /&gt;If nothing else may we at least return to thanking Him for  what we're afforded each day. Sincerely thanking God for what we have. We are truly a blessed people. Much has been given to you and to me my friend. &lt;br /&gt;Forgive me  for I mean no offense but my heart is torn and my spirit weeps at our complacency. &lt;br /&gt;If you are still there -- thank you for listening. &lt;br /&gt;Ely and Rosa: &lt;br /&gt;Ely stayed in the city this week. I spoke with him and he is doing better. Please continue to pray for he and Rosa. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With all our hearts Donna and I want to  thank you. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God's grace to you,&lt;br /&gt;Lewis&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7006657568573565401-2415735544671671613?l=whenwillwecry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whenwillwecry.blogspot.com/feeds/2415735544671671613/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7006657568573565401&amp;postID=2415735544671671613&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7006657568573565401/posts/default/2415735544671671613'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7006657568573565401/posts/default/2415735544671671613'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whenwillwecry.blogspot.com/2010/02/last-day-in-el-tacomante.html' title='Last Day in El Tecamante'/><author><name>When Will We Cry?</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01479276223112977024</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E5cWo3i9mPU/S9DxWOTbBeI/AAAAAAAAA80/EHIYlHEuPoQ/S220/WWWCY+Twitter+Profile.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7006657568573565401.post-2096807858812599452</id><published>2010-02-11T20:32:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2010-02-11T20:34:46.857-06:00</updated><title type='text'>January 23, 2010-Heading Home</title><content type='html'>We're back at the Aeropurto in GUA City. After two years of being under construction things are shaping up nicely here. AC and toilet seats are a big improvement.  &lt;br /&gt;We fly out at 2p, land in Atlanta around six - should make it home before midnight. I bought some diuretics at a pharmacy- they tried to sell me blood pressure meds but finally was able to explain. I may have needed the blood pressure med too by the time we were finished. Diuretics helped the swelling in my legs. Praise the Lord! &lt;br /&gt;We had a great week over all. Glad to be home tonight. &lt;br /&gt;Please continue to remember Ely and family. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for praying - Lewis&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7006657568573565401-2096807858812599452?l=whenwillwecry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whenwillwecry.blogspot.com/feeds/2096807858812599452/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7006657568573565401&amp;postID=2096807858812599452&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7006657568573565401/posts/default/2096807858812599452'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7006657568573565401/posts/default/2096807858812599452'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whenwillwecry.blogspot.com/2010/02/january-23-2010-heading-home.html' title='January 23, 2010-Heading Home'/><author><name>When Will We Cry?</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01479276223112977024</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E5cWo3i9mPU/S9DxWOTbBeI/AAAAAAAAA80/EHIYlHEuPoQ/S220/WWWCY+Twitter+Profile.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7006657568573565401.post-5047289964899382740</id><published>2009-11-13T08:16:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-11-13T10:21:58.552-06:00</updated><title type='text'>We're Gearing Up For 2010</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E5cWo3i9mPU/Sv1qv4HNEfI/AAAAAAAAAxY/_TjVo5tpmSg/s1600-h/SCAN0027.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 120px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E5cWo3i9mPU/Sv1qv4HNEfI/AAAAAAAAAxY/_TjVo5tpmSg/s200/SCAN0027.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5403592498663461362" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In John 6, the Word of God says that Jesus went up on a mountain side, and sat down with His disciples, and when He looked up He saw a large crowd of people coming toward Him.&lt;br /&gt;As I was reading this one day I felt the Holy Spirit speak to my heart saying, "Just as Jesus repositioned Himself, by going up the side of the mountain, we must also reposition our lives, our plans, and yes even our finances, so the we to may really see the people who need Jesus."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We praise God, that even in the midst of uncertain times, many are repositioning their lives, their plans and their finances to come and share the gospel of Christ in Guatemala for 2010. This looks to be our largest volunteer team year since our beginning, and we praise God for His provisions. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Here's the Schedule that we have so far for 2010:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;January - Take a trailer and supplies down by truck.&lt;br /&gt;January 16-23 The boys from Alabama/Mississippi are coming for a week of construction/evangelism as we began a second story on the dormitory.&lt;br /&gt;The dormitory gets alot of use as seminary classes are held there as well as pastor training and other events, including housing teams when they come. One day we hope it will become the first high school in the Piedra Partida area.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;February 13 - 20 Mars Hill Baptist along with a few folks from Sharon Baptist will come with a team of 18 to do a variety of things with their gifts and talents.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;March 6-13 Oakland Baptist, Rutledge,TN, will bring a team of 20 who will also serve in a variety of areas. This will be Oakland's 5th or 6th year in a row to come to Guatemala.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;March 22 - 29 The ministry staff of Mars Hill Baptist will come and visit several areas, praying for and encouraging the pastors while holding services in the villages.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;April 3 - 10 The Bridge Church is going high in the mountains to Choanla, a mountain village 12,000 feet above sea level. We will have a VBS in the church building that their congregation helped build this past year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;April 17-29 Wynne Baptist will come with their medical team, holding clinics in Las Mercedes, La Montanita and Limoncitos. Last year some 1800 people were seen and heard the gospel of our Lord.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;May 8 - 15 We are changing gears and heading to Mexico to start construction on the first Baptist Church in Guasave, Sinaloa, with pastors David and Marco.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;June 5 - 12 FBC Shreveport will be returning to serve again with medical and construction.&lt;br /&gt;June 12-19 FBC Groves, TX is bringing a team of youth. This will be a first experience for many coming on this trip.&lt;br /&gt;June 19 - 26 We are back in Mexico with Mars Hill Baptist for their Sport's Clinics held in and around Guasave.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;July 3- 10 FBC Pulaski, TN will be back for their fourth annual mission trip to Guatemala.&lt;br /&gt;July 24 - 31 Wynne Baptist will return with their second team of the year to do evangelism in the villages.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I pray that this news finds you well and that you are serving the Lord with ALL your heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lewis and Donna&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7006657568573565401-5047289964899382740?l=whenwillwecry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whenwillwecry.blogspot.com/feeds/5047289964899382740/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7006657568573565401&amp;postID=5047289964899382740&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7006657568573565401/posts/default/5047289964899382740'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7006657568573565401/posts/default/5047289964899382740'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whenwillwecry.blogspot.com/2009/11/were-gearing-up-for-2010.html' title='We&apos;re Gearing Up For 2010'/><author><name>When Will We Cry?</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01479276223112977024</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E5cWo3i9mPU/S9DxWOTbBeI/AAAAAAAAA80/EHIYlHEuPoQ/S220/WWWCY+Twitter+Profile.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E5cWo3i9mPU/Sv1qv4HNEfI/AAAAAAAAAxY/_TjVo5tpmSg/s72-c/SCAN0027.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7006657568573565401.post-7242974168742835011</id><published>2009-10-14T07:57:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-10-14T07:59:32.224-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E5cWo3i9mPU/StXLCCpCs1I/AAAAAAAAAxQ/H4oIFYWXx8M/s1600-h/100_2889.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 183px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E5cWo3i9mPU/StXLCCpCs1I/AAAAAAAAAxQ/H4oIFYWXx8M/s200/100_2889.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392439364775228242" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have waited a few days before sending out an update because I wanted to make sure all of the facts were in concerning Ely's diagnosis. He has been diagnosed with non small cell carcinoma, Stage IV-Lung Cancer, which started in his lung and has spread to his spine. Earlier we had said that the tumor on his spine was not malignant but the biopsy was misdiagnosed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Wednesday, October 7, we went to the Vanderbilt Cancer Research Center in Nashville, TN. We met with Dr. Leora Horn, a medical oncologist, who specializes in lung cancer. She shared the available options, as well as her professional opinion concerning Ely and his type of cancer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The only cure for this Lung Cancer is the divine intervention of our Lord, which we continue to pray for. The other best available option appears to be for Ely to enter into a Clinical Trial, at Vanderbilt, using a drug called Tarceva. Tarceva is taken orally and has a few common side effects such as a skin rash, diarrhea and sun sensitivity. Though there are many other possible side effects they are rare. Tarceva will seek out and attack cancer anywhere in the body and is considered a relatively low risk cancer treatment drug.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With all of that said, Ely and Rosa will leave for Guatemala this Friday and return in a few weeks to begin the clinical trial. Please continue to pray for Ely, Rosa and family. Thanks so much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God bless you,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lewis and Donna&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7006657568573565401-7242974168742835011?l=whenwillwecry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whenwillwecry.blogspot.com/feeds/7242974168742835011/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7006657568573565401&amp;postID=7242974168742835011&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7006657568573565401/posts/default/7242974168742835011'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7006657568573565401/posts/default/7242974168742835011'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whenwillwecry.blogspot.com/2009/10/i-have-waited-few-days-before-sending.html' title=''/><author><name>When Will We Cry?</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01479276223112977024</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E5cWo3i9mPU/S9DxWOTbBeI/AAAAAAAAA80/EHIYlHEuPoQ/S220/WWWCY+Twitter+Profile.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E5cWo3i9mPU/StXLCCpCs1I/AAAAAAAAAxQ/H4oIFYWXx8M/s72-c/100_2889.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7006657568573565401.post-9071595437613913956</id><published>2009-09-09T11:31:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-09-09T12:12:47.823-05:00</updated><title type='text'>A Great Story of God at Work</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E5cWo3i9mPU/SqfY63bZUgI/AAAAAAAAAxI/h1-dkQmnPMI/s1600-h/SCAN0027.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 120px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E5cWo3i9mPU/SqfY63bZUgI/AAAAAAAAAxI/h1-dkQmnPMI/s200/SCAN0027.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379506785740214786" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God is moving in His mercy, grace and power, and we are so very blessed to witness all that He is doing. To God be ALL glory forever and ever A-men!&lt;br /&gt;Lawrenceburg, TN is a small rural town in south central Tennessee much like many small towns across our nation. Religion and religious activity has exsisted  here for many years as well as most "Christian" denominations, but I have never seen a movement of God's Spirit here like this before.&lt;br /&gt;Mars Hill Baptist Church is located off the beaten path. A country, mostly blue collar congregation has been it's make up over the last 80 years since it was founded. For quite sometime now, each week, God "shows up" and pours out His Spirit and many lives are being changed in the process. It is truly a wonderful place to worship.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Recently a woman called Pastor Mickey Brackin to enquire about her son speaking in one of our services. She said that her son was a missionary to China through the Church of God. Mickey asked her to have her son call him when he came into town. He told the deacons and the church staff about the possibilities, and that we also would be having Marco Vaello, a Mexican missionary whom we support, on the same Sunday.&lt;br /&gt;On Thursday, before the SUnday of this event, Mickey spoke with the missionary from China and felt the Lord's leadership to have him come and speak during our early service. This brother did a good job telling us of his work in &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;ShenZhen,&lt;/span&gt; China and sharing the Word of God in the service.&lt;br /&gt;After the service and young mother came up to me. With tears in her eyes she began to tell me her story. She and her husband had been in a process of adopting a child from China and things had not gone well to say the least. That morning, while in the shower, she began to cry out to God asking Him for a sign, something to give her strength and wisdom to continue with this adoption in China. &lt;br /&gt;When she arrived at church she heard there was a missionary from China that would be speaking. She thought, this is good but with China being such a large country with over a billion people, what kind of odds would it be that this missionary would even know of the town her child was in.&lt;br /&gt;As the missionary began to speak he said that he and his wife, who is Chineese, live in the small town od &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;ShenZen&lt;/span&gt;,. The young mother told me that she literally gasp! She knew God had sent her a sign and what a sign it was. By the next day the missionaries wife, who was still in China, had gone to the orphanage where the child is and had helped clear up a thing or two also, and with in nine days the young American couple would board a plane and fly to China to bring this child home. We are now prayerfully awaiting their arrival home!&lt;br /&gt;Talk about "A needle in a haystack!" ALL things are possible in Christ!&lt;br /&gt;I will update more later. To God be the glory! Thank you Jesus!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lewis&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7006657568573565401-9071595437613913956?l=whenwillwecry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whenwillwecry.blogspot.com/feeds/9071595437613913956/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7006657568573565401&amp;postID=9071595437613913956&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7006657568573565401/posts/default/9071595437613913956'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7006657568573565401/posts/default/9071595437613913956'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whenwillwecry.blogspot.com/2009/09/great-story-of-god-at-work.html' title='A Great Story of God at Work'/><author><name>When Will We Cry?</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01479276223112977024</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E5cWo3i9mPU/S9DxWOTbBeI/AAAAAAAAA80/EHIYlHEuPoQ/S220/WWWCY+Twitter+Profile.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E5cWo3i9mPU/SqfY63bZUgI/AAAAAAAAAxI/h1-dkQmnPMI/s72-c/SCAN0027.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7006657568573565401.post-826063667838268688</id><published>2009-09-05T20:44:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-09-05T20:53:06.770-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Ely and Rosa</title><content type='html'>Ely and Rosa are in California visiting Rosa's brother. I spoke with Ely today and he seemed to be feeling better than he before, and sounded more like himself.&lt;br /&gt; He has a Pet Scan set up for this Friday so please continue to pray for his body to heal. I will keep you updated as we know more.&lt;br /&gt;Thanks again so very much,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lewis and Donna&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7006657568573565401-826063667838268688?l=whenwillwecry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whenwillwecry.blogspot.com/feeds/826063667838268688/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7006657568573565401&amp;postID=826063667838268688&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7006657568573565401/posts/default/826063667838268688'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7006657568573565401/posts/default/826063667838268688'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whenwillwecry.blogspot.com/2009/09/ely-and-rosa.html' title='Ely and Rosa'/><author><name>When Will We Cry?</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01479276223112977024</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E5cWo3i9mPU/S9DxWOTbBeI/AAAAAAAAA80/EHIYlHEuPoQ/S220/WWWCY+Twitter+Profile.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7006657568573565401.post-2079382557540108766</id><published>2009-08-31T09:17:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2009-08-31T09:36:27.558-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Ely</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E5cWo3i9mPU/Spvb1akElBI/AAAAAAAAAxA/4ClvxsGX7VQ/s1600-h/100_2889.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 183px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E5cWo3i9mPU/Spvb1akElBI/AAAAAAAAAxA/4ClvxsGX7VQ/s200/100_2889.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376132290906985490" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For those of you who know Ely and Rosa, you understand when I say, to know them is to love them. I have never met a kinder, more gentler spirit than Ely. He has taught me much in the few years we have worked together.&lt;br /&gt;I have had privilege to serve along side of Ely since 2004. We have become closer than brothers for there is a kinship that only our Lord can place in the hearts of man. Together we have seen God do great and mighty  things and we give Him all glory, honor and praise. &lt;br /&gt;Ely, a man with limited education, has taught me more than any other human who has walked the face of this earth. He is clothed in humility, and has tremendous faith in our Lord. He has exhibited patience, love, long suffering and grace over and over, again and again, even when others are in the wrong.&lt;br /&gt;Today, I simply ask you to pray for Ely, Rosa and their family. He has been diagnosed with lung cancer and needs our prayers. Thank you for your faithfulness and friendship.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To our Lord's glory,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lewis&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7006657568573565401-2079382557540108766?l=whenwillwecry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whenwillwecry.blogspot.com/feeds/2079382557540108766/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7006657568573565401&amp;postID=2079382557540108766&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7006657568573565401/posts/default/2079382557540108766'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7006657568573565401/posts/default/2079382557540108766'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whenwillwecry.blogspot.com/2009/08/ely.html' title='Ely'/><author><name>When Will We Cry?</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01479276223112977024</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E5cWo3i9mPU/S9DxWOTbBeI/AAAAAAAAA80/EHIYlHEuPoQ/S220/WWWCY+Twitter+Profile.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E5cWo3i9mPU/Spvb1akElBI/AAAAAAAAAxA/4ClvxsGX7VQ/s72-c/100_2889.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7006657568573565401.post-1992353859358478242</id><published>2009-08-30T20:44:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-08-31T09:12:17.655-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Lawrenceburg Blitz - 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Eva Howard catches a few beautiful shots on our last trip there.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7006657568573565401-5763622017196633344?l=whenwillwecry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whenwillwecry.blogspot.com/feeds/5763622017196633344/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7006657568573565401&amp;postID=5763622017196633344&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7006657568573565401/posts/default/5763622017196633344'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7006657568573565401/posts/default/5763622017196633344'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whenwillwecry.blogspot.com/2009/08/surfs-up-part-2.html' title='Surf&apos;s Up -- Part 2'/><author><name>When Will We Cry?</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01479276223112977024</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E5cWo3i9mPU/S9DxWOTbBeI/AAAAAAAAA80/EHIYlHEuPoQ/S220/WWWCY+Twitter+Profile.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E5cWo3i9mPU/SpGcgLFPfwI/AAAAAAAAAw4/NSwMPDtaH00/s72-c/DSC09286.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7006657568573565401.post-6892919198958762070</id><published>2009-08-22T09:47:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2009-08-23T14:29:42.305-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Surf's Up!</title><content type='html'>Going to the beach at Puerto Ocos is not like anything we have here at home. In the "winter time," rainy season, there is little action and the beach is littered with trash and such. Not where you'd pick for a vacation but we get to see some great sunsets.&lt;br /&gt;I thought I'd share some photos of our last visit there. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E5cWo3i9mPU/SpAIM5FzAwI/AAAAAAAAAwQ/tgmsUkqxm-M/s1600-h/DSC09251.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 158px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E5cWo3i9mPU/SpAIM5FzAwI/AAAAAAAAAwQ/tgmsUkqxm-M/s200/DSC09251.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372803373029589762" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If a picture could speak a thousand words.....I guess this is one of those. Josh and I seem to fit right in to the land scape. It had been a long hot day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E5cWo3i9mPU/SpAJk--XUWI/AAAAAAAAAwY/nnPIUMELJgY/s1600-h/IMG_1704.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 134px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E5cWo3i9mPU/SpAJk--XUWI/AAAAAAAAAwY/nnPIUMELJgY/s200/IMG_1704.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372804886437515618" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Austin Burger takes time to watch the large waves of the Pacific and reflect.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E5cWo3i9mPU/SpGXc450CaI/AAAAAAAAAwg/sDB0lwIKb9I/s1600-h/DSC09232.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 199px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E5cWo3i9mPU/SpGXc450CaI/AAAAAAAAAwg/sDB0lwIKb9I/s200/DSC09232.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373242352996714914" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Friday, they were strangers but now John Howard, left and Buddy Baumann are friends for life.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7006657568573565401-6892919198958762070?l=whenwillwecry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whenwillwecry.blogspot.com/feeds/6892919198958762070/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7006657568573565401&amp;postID=6892919198958762070&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7006657568573565401/posts/default/6892919198958762070'/><link rel='self' 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src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E5cWo3i9mPU/S9DxWOTbBeI/AAAAAAAAA80/EHIYlHEuPoQ/S220/WWWCY+Twitter+Profile.png'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7006657568573565401.post-7194517196991047353</id><published>2009-08-18T08:55:00.017-05:00</published><updated>2009-08-22T09:45:38.267-05:00</updated><title type='text'>We Wrapped Up the Week in Guatemala .....</title><content type='html'>with our good friends from Mars Hill Baptist, Lawrenceburg,TN and The Bridge, Spring Hill,TN, I want to express my deepest gratitude to all who have come and served with us in Guatemala this year. This has been perhaps our greatest year in ministry since When Will We Cry was founded in 2002. Praise be to our Lord! &lt;br /&gt;THANK YOU all who have partnered with us with your prayers, going and giving!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E5cWo3i9mPU/Soq5d7zTLeI/AAAAAAAAAvI/r2sxZSMMtu4/s1600-h/DSC04925.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 170px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E5cWo3i9mPU/Soq5d7zTLeI/AAAAAAAAAvI/r2sxZSMMtu4/s200/DSC04925.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371309429512941026" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;John Howard, WWWC board member, and his wife Eva are mission veterans, and members of The Bridge, a new church plant in Spring Hill, TN. They are two very dear friends who have been faithfully committed to the ministry of When Will We Cry? and the work in Guatemala for more than five years. Their love and sacrifice has touched the hearts of many and we are forever grateful for their love, friendship and service. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E5cWo3i9mPU/SosEatW7aKI/AAAAAAAAAvQ/H1M3rHH65a4/s1600-h/DSC09499.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 144px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E5cWo3i9mPU/SosEatW7aKI/AAAAAAAAAvQ/H1M3rHH65a4/s200/DSC09499.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371391837468321954" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's been a  privilege having AJ Burger, Eva's eldest son, with us on trips over the past five years. AJ is always willing to serve where ever he is needed without hesitation or question. He brings a vast technical knowledge with him and I do my best to  grasp what I can with limited understanding. AJ, THANK YOU! for coming and serving the people in Guatemala.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E5cWo3i9mPU/Soss76kjdYI/AAAAAAAAAvY/SHCWKmKIZtM/s1600-h/DSC09481.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E5cWo3i9mPU/Soss76kjdYI/AAAAAAAAAvY/SHCWKmKIZtM/s200/DSC09481.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371436388415927682" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Austin Burger, right front, is also a five year veteran in coming to Guatemala. Austin, like his older brother AJ has grown into a mature young man, and has a heart to serve. It's always great to have "young blood" on a team because there are always children looking for a game of soccer, and after a day in the heat us old timers just don't have the energy. Austin, THANKS for coming!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E5cWo3i9mPU/SoswOzv1txI/AAAAAAAAAvg/mk-XP-94Zk4/s1600-h/DSC09567.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 194px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E5cWo3i9mPU/SoswOzv1txI/AAAAAAAAAvg/mk-XP-94Zk4/s200/DSC09567.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371440011536611090" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oldest team member, Solomon Baumann, Buddy, and the youngest, Reyn Haun didn't know one another before the trip. We found out they both liked to horse around though. &lt;br /&gt;This was Buddy's first mission trip and at 78 years young he jumped into anything that needed doing. Reyn is on his second trip to Guatemala but had been to Mexico earlier in the summer. Like the others, I can't say enough about these guys and how they were such a blessing to be around. THANKS! Buddy and Reyn for coming to Guatemala.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E5cWo3i9mPU/Sos1VLs7iHI/AAAAAAAAAvo/q5RJzVSkMSY/s1600-h/DSC09446.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E5cWo3i9mPU/Sos1VLs7iHI/AAAAAAAAAvo/q5RJzVSkMSY/s200/DSC09446.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371445618604214386" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Josh Fowler, an officer in the United States Air Force, is married to one of my former youth, John's daughter Whitney. Josh who recently returned from Iraq, gave up another week away from his family to come and serve on the team. Josh, an electrical engineer, helped on several projects during the week. Josh, THANK YOU for your service to our country and our Lord!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E5cWo3i9mPU/SotQ1nkVoeI/AAAAAAAAAwA/Ziu2D2h1Cb0/s1600-h/IMG_1694.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 156px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E5cWo3i9mPU/SotQ1nkVoeI/AAAAAAAAAwA/Ziu2D2h1Cb0/s200/IMG_1694.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371475862654132706" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jim Brewer, who is also a WWWC board member, made his first trip to Guatemala August 1. Jim's heart was touched deeply by what he saw and experienced while on the trip. I praise God for all that he is doing. &lt;br /&gt;Jim and his wife Betsy are  long time dear friends to Donna and me, and members at Mars Hill Baptist Church. I am so very grateful to  Jim and Betsy, and for all our Lord is doing in their lives. THANK YOU Jim, for coming to Guatemala.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E5cWo3i9mPU/SotGDxkx_hI/AAAAAAAAAvw/lmVINXTnnNY/s1600-h/DSC09381.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 124px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E5cWo3i9mPU/SotGDxkx_hI/AAAAAAAAAvw/lmVINXTnnNY/s200/DSC09381.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371464011230608914" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shelby Bonner, from Mars Hill Baptist, made her first trip to Guatemala on August 1. Shelby, like the other team members, faired the heat as well as the cold showers to help make a difference in the lives of the people there. THANK YOU! Shelby for your service.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7006657568573565401-7194517196991047353?l=whenwillwecry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whenwillwecry.blogspot.com/feeds/7194517196991047353/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7006657568573565401&amp;postID=7194517196991047353&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7006657568573565401/posts/default/7194517196991047353'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7006657568573565401/posts/default/7194517196991047353'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whenwillwecry.blogspot.com/2009/08/to-wrap-week-in-guatemala.html' title='We Wrapped Up the Week in Guatemala .....'/><author><name>When Will We Cry?</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01479276223112977024</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E5cWo3i9mPU/S9DxWOTbBeI/AAAAAAAAA80/EHIYlHEuPoQ/S220/WWWCY+Twitter+Profile.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E5cWo3i9mPU/Soq5d7zTLeI/AAAAAAAAAvI/r2sxZSMMtu4/s72-c/DSC04925.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7006657568573565401.post-7194405100230769873</id><published>2009-08-07T11:08:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-08-07T11:20:39.047-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Guatemala Missions with The Bridge-Springhill, TN and Mars Hill-Lawrenceburg,TN</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;August 6, 2009-Thursday&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Early this morning I sat musing over a can of tuna,and listening to the day come to life. &lt;br /&gt;There is no hustle or bustle here, only the sound of the choir of roosters, water dripping from last nights rain and a few gringos starting to stir. &lt;br /&gt;I began to think about all the events of the week and how a building, as well as many lives have been wonderfully transformed. I praise God for all He is doing. &lt;br /&gt;My peaceful meditation is interrupted by a loud speaker, a truck selling pan (bread) blasted the airways. &lt;br /&gt;My thoughts quickly turned to the day before us, and some things we could finish this evening, when we return from the mountains.    &lt;br /&gt;The mountain air is fresh but something has my allergies stirred. As always, blessing the pastors with some basic needs returns much more than is given.&lt;br /&gt;After lunch we headed back down the mountains. The temperature was rising as we headed down. &lt;br /&gt;Arriving back at the dorm the team went to work. No rain had come today and the heat is intense. By 8PM we had finished all that we had started the first of the week.&lt;br /&gt;Eva Howard brought new shower curtains for the dorms and she cleaned while others painted. They look fantastic and completely seal the openings. : ) The new ceiling fans we hung move lots of air and right now 86 degrees feels kinda pleasant. &lt;br /&gt;All in all it's been a great week here in Paradise.  Thanks for your prayers!&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow we'll drive back to the city at 6AM and have some down time before flying out Saturday at noon. We land in Atlanta around 6PM and hope to be home around midnight. &lt;br /&gt;Thanks again for everything!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Go God!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lewis&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7006657568573565401-7194405100230769873?l=whenwillwecry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whenwillwecry.blogspot.com/feeds/7194405100230769873/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7006657568573565401&amp;postID=7194405100230769873&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7006657568573565401/posts/default/7194405100230769873'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7006657568573565401/posts/default/7194405100230769873'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whenwillwecry.blogspot.com/2009/08/guatemal-missions-with-bridge.html' title='Guatemala Missions with The Bridge-Springhill, TN and Mars Hill-Lawrenceburg,TN'/><author><name>When Will We Cry?</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01479276223112977024</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E5cWo3i9mPU/S9DxWOTbBeI/AAAAAAAAA80/EHIYlHEuPoQ/S220/WWWCY+Twitter+Profile.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7006657568573565401.post-2097708381095922944</id><published>2009-08-05T21:13:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-08-05T21:16:21.321-05:00</updated><title type='text'>August 5, 2009-Wed</title><content type='html'>Obed is the teenage nephew of Pastor Epifanio in La Mountanita. When the medical team was here in April one of the doctors, Dr. Conners I believe, discovered he had a large tumor in his hip area. Ely has been taking him back and forth to the hospital for test. He is supposed to have surgery tomorrow. His blood count is low so he needs a transfusion today. Pray for Obed. Some have asked me about the cost, Ely told me it will be around $800.&lt;br /&gt;**Blessing Pastors!&lt;br /&gt;With money given from The Bridge and Mars Hill Churches we were able to bless 12 pastors today with food and supplies we purchased. Afterwards we prayed together and God's glory fell.  This experience touched the hearts of all of us deeply.  &lt;br /&gt;**VBS&lt;br /&gt;Around 125 showed up at the Bible School today. They listened intently to the Bible story of Christ, His life, death and resurrection. Ten children prayed to receive Christ. We praise God for the opportunity. &lt;br /&gt;**Weather!  &lt;br /&gt;It's at least 100 with high humidity. Maybe the ran will come soon and cool things off a bit.  &lt;br /&gt;**Mexican Taco Night!&lt;br /&gt;When we finish  today we need to pick up supplies in Malacatan so I suggested Mx tacos. : ) I'm so ready, let's hope my stomach is too. You better pray for the gringos though, this is defiantly a new experience.   &lt;br /&gt;**Tomorrow&lt;br /&gt;We'll head to the mountains to bless more pastors there. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks again for your prayers!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lewis&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7006657568573565401-2097708381095922944?l=whenwillwecry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whenwillwecry.blogspot.com/feeds/2097708381095922944/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7006657568573565401&amp;postID=2097708381095922944&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7006657568573565401/posts/default/2097708381095922944'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7006657568573565401/posts/default/2097708381095922944'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whenwillwecry.blogspot.com/2009/08/august-5-2009-wed.html' title='August 5, 2009-Wed'/><author><name>When Will We Cry?</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01479276223112977024</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E5cWo3i9mPU/S9DxWOTbBeI/AAAAAAAAA80/EHIYlHEuPoQ/S220/WWWCY+Twitter+Profile.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7006657568573565401.post-3519260129191896870</id><published>2009-08-05T20:33:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-08-05T20:38:45.654-05:00</updated><title type='text'>August 4,2009 Tues PM</title><content type='html'>It's late so I will make this short and sweet. &lt;br /&gt;Fatigue is a good thing when it comes to getting a good nights rest. We should rest well tonight. One hundred children came to VBS today, about all we could squeeze in. The team continues to do wonderful and the children come ready to listen and learn.  Tomorrow we will finish the VBS and have our last day with the kids at Nueva Florida. &lt;br /&gt;Projects:&lt;br /&gt;All of the projects are coming along very well. Tomorrow we will wrap everything up and try and finish by noon. &lt;br /&gt;The pastors in this area will come here, and receive their portions of food and supplies in the morning around 10. On Thursday we will drive up a mountain and bless pastors there with food and supplies. This is always a very special time for us. &lt;br /&gt;Thanks for praying. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lewis&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7006657568573565401-3519260129191896870?l=whenwillwecry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whenwillwecry.blogspot.com/feeds/3519260129191896870/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7006657568573565401&amp;postID=3519260129191896870&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7006657568573565401/posts/default/3519260129191896870'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7006657568573565401/posts/default/3519260129191896870'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whenwillwecry.blogspot.com/2009/08/tues-pm.html' title='August 4,2009 Tues PM'/><author><name>When Will We Cry?</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01479276223112977024</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E5cWo3i9mPU/S9DxWOTbBeI/AAAAAAAAA80/EHIYlHEuPoQ/S220/WWWCY+Twitter+Profile.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7006657568573565401.post-6020982563455825121</id><published>2009-08-05T07:00:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-08-05T20:33:52.370-05:00</updated><title type='text'>August 4 2009, Tues AM</title><content type='html'>Experiencing the impoverished first hand has a definite effect on your life. Walking and working among the impoverished here in San Marcos, Guatemala is no exception. Though I have seen much, I pray I never become calloused or acceptant to that which we witness. &lt;br /&gt;I aways wonder how coming will effect others, especially those who come for the first time.&lt;br /&gt;Jim Brewer, long time friend, accountant, and WWWC board member, has heard me speak of our work here more than any. He is here with us this week for the first time. &lt;br /&gt;Though I know Jim well, he has one of those poker faces.He can be hard to read. I over heard him telling his wife Betsy, by phone, saying "this place is breaking my heart." Thus is life here in Paradise. Later, with me, he gave me this comparison-- &lt;br /&gt;"If I told you about a candy bar and showed you pictures of it, you would feel like you had an idea about it. But until you actually tasted it you really had no idea. &lt;br /&gt;This team is diverse in many ways but God is using each individual to touch hearts. He is also touching our hearts, as He does over and over again. &lt;br /&gt;We are just beginning our day. May all we do bring glory to our Lord. &lt;br /&gt;Thanks for praying,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lewis&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7006657568573565401-6020982563455825121?l=whenwillwecry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whenwillwecry.blogspot.com/feeds/6020982563455825121/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7006657568573565401&amp;postID=6020982563455825121&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7006657568573565401/posts/default/6020982563455825121'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7006657568573565401/posts/default/6020982563455825121'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whenwillwecry.blogspot.com/2009/08/august-4-2009-wed.html' title='August 4 2009, Tues AM'/><author><name>When Will We Cry?</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01479276223112977024</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E5cWo3i9mPU/S9DxWOTbBeI/AAAAAAAAA80/EHIYlHEuPoQ/S220/WWWCY+Twitter+Profile.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7006657568573565401.post-9006784385001487380</id><published>2009-08-05T06:53:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-08-05T06:56:15.957-05:00</updated><title type='text'>August 3,2009-Mon PM</title><content type='html'>I fell asleep last night, with my Shure ear buds in, listening to some Christian instrumental music that was soothing to my soul. Ipods sure help drowned out the roosters, dogs, and snores that go on all night here in paradise. &lt;br /&gt;Only problem was that I woke at 2AM to Stevie Ray Vaughn cranking out Pride and Joy. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The team did some spring cleaning at the dorm, painting, electrical wiring and we got two ceiling fans changed out. These new commercial ceiling fans are going to be a blessing in the dorm. &lt;br /&gt;After lunch we headed to Nueva Florida, a small village not far from Piedra Partida, where the dorm is located. &lt;br /&gt;First Americans to come to this village, they said.  Ely said that we had not come before because the road used to be really bad. I laughed to myself and thought "used to be?!" We Americans sure are spoiled. &lt;br /&gt;These must be some of the most well behaved kids I have ever seen. Maybe they're just scared of us gringos. :-) Eva shared a Bible story and a craft for around 50 children. By 4:30 the sky began to rumble and the rain was not far behind. It didn't take long for the roads to become rivers and yards small ponds.&lt;br /&gt;We take for granted so much, like a cozy dry house and a roof that doesn't leak. &lt;br /&gt;The heat had exhausted all of us. We returned to the dorm and continued our work until supper. Rosa had fixed one of my favorite meals, steak, black beans, potatoes and tortillas.  It had been a good Monday.  &lt;br /&gt;Thanks once again for remembering us in your prayers. Pray for the poor, the lost, our men and women in harms way and please pray for Rob Nelson and family. He continues to battle for his life. We thank you greatly. &lt;br /&gt;All glory to our Lord,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lewis&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7006657568573565401-9006784385001487380?l=whenwillwecry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whenwillwecry.blogspot.com/feeds/9006784385001487380/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7006657568573565401&amp;postID=9006784385001487380&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7006657568573565401/posts/default/9006784385001487380'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7006657568573565401/posts/default/9006784385001487380'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whenwillwecry.blogspot.com/2009/08/august-32009-mon-pm.html' title='August 3,2009-Mon PM'/><author><name>When Will We Cry?</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01479276223112977024</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E5cWo3i9mPU/S9DxWOTbBeI/AAAAAAAAA80/EHIYlHEuPoQ/S220/WWWCY+Twitter+Profile.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7006657568573565401.post-5434823272530107039</id><published>2009-08-03T18:20:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-08-03T18:24:57.581-05:00</updated><title type='text'>August 3,2009-Mon AM</title><content type='html'>Our journey to the coast was pretty much uneventful. Jim Brewer can't get over how they drive here. The most important rule and perhaps the only rule of the road is pay attention! There is wild, unpredictable driving on roads with pot holes large enough to loose a small car in.  He said he'd never complain about my driving again. It must be God!  &lt;br /&gt;The rain cooled the temp a bit and once we got settled in the dorm it was comfortable under the fans. &lt;br /&gt;"Lawrenceburg Blitz"&lt;br /&gt;They had a blessed time! Six people prayed to receive Christ! And many were ministered to and prayed with. Somewhere around 175 to 200 people from Mars Hill Baptist hit the streets. To God we give all glory!&lt;br /&gt;"Rob Nelson"&lt;br /&gt;I heard Rob has had another set back. He is back on full vent again. Please continue to pray for Rob--Arno, Joni and Elizabeth Nelson.  &lt;br /&gt;Blessings to you all. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lewis&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7006657568573565401-5434823272530107039?l=whenwillwecry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whenwillwecry.blogspot.com/feeds/5434823272530107039/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7006657568573565401&amp;postID=5434823272530107039&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7006657568573565401/posts/default/5434823272530107039'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7006657568573565401/posts/default/5434823272530107039'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whenwillwecry.blogspot.com/2009/08/august-32009-mon-am.html' title='August 3,2009-Mon AM'/><author><name>When Will We Cry?</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01479276223112977024</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E5cWo3i9mPU/S9DxWOTbBeI/AAAAAAAAA80/EHIYlHEuPoQ/S220/WWWCY+Twitter+Profile.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7006657568573565401.post-7303246990324970853</id><published>2009-08-02T20:34:00.009-05:00</published><updated>2009-08-07T11:22:45.656-05:00</updated><title type='text'>August 2, 2009-Sunday</title><content type='html'>We headed south Friday night so we could catch an early flight out of Atlanta Saturday morning.&lt;br /&gt;John Howard, long time friend and WWWC board member, graciously drove us down. This was a joint trip with The Bridge Church in Spring Hill, TN and Mars Hill Baptist.&lt;br /&gt;Saturday AM &lt;br /&gt;A computer glitch in seating assignments caused an hour and a half delay. While frantic Delta employees scrambled and scratched, we sat patiently, plotting our price if there was a need to give up our seats.  &lt;br /&gt;A strong tail wind shortened our flight helping our arrival time in GUA. Soon we were at Ely and Rosa's enjoying a bowl of black beans and rice. &lt;br /&gt;I needed to go to a store and buy a walker for the young mother's baby, at the coast, that we are helping. A simple task it would seem. Four stores and three hours later we headed back to the house with our find. This kind of mission work just wears me out. &lt;br /&gt;Sunday AM&lt;br /&gt;Waking, Jim Brewer commented on the powerful storm that came during the night. Storm? I asked. I never heard a thing. &lt;br /&gt;As always the church service was wonderful even if only a small portion was comprehended. &lt;br /&gt;At noon we are off to the coast. I pray that somewhere along the way my phone will find service and this message will be sent out to you. &lt;br /&gt;Thanks so much for your prayers and support. &lt;br /&gt;At 4PM today my church family, Mars Hill, will embark on a city wide, door to door, blitz. Please lift them up as they go sharing the gospel in Lawrenceburg. &lt;br /&gt;To God be all glory!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Go God!&lt;br /&gt;Lewis&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7006657568573565401-7303246990324970853?l=whenwillwecry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whenwillwecry.blogspot.com/feeds/7303246990324970853/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7006657568573565401&amp;postID=7303246990324970853&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7006657568573565401/posts/default/7303246990324970853'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7006657568573565401/posts/default/7303246990324970853'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whenwillwecry.blogspot.com/2009/08/guatemala-mission-with-bridge-of-spring.html' title='August 2, 2009-Sunday'/><author><name>When Will We Cry?</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01479276223112977024</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E5cWo3i9mPU/S9DxWOTbBeI/AAAAAAAAA80/EHIYlHEuPoQ/S220/WWWCY+Twitter+Profile.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7006657568573565401.post-6027761960500900264</id><published>2009-06-26T20:40:00.008-05:00</published><updated>2009-07-02T20:34:26.750-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Guasave,MX-Mars Hill Baptist Church</title><content type='html'>I need to apologize if I told you that we were leaving on Saturday for Mexico. I'm a creature of habit I guess. We're pulling out at 3a tomorrow and after a series of planes, trains and automobiles hopefully we will arrive in Los Mochis, MX by 6p.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did I hear someone mention vacation? That would have to be one who has never participated in such an event we call a mission trip.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We will be traveling to the lovely Guasave, MX where the heat index, in the sun, is a pleasant 115 degrees. We'll spend our mornings serving in a neighborhood school and going door to door sharing the gospel. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After a late lunch and a short time to refresh, reflect and refuel we'll head back for our Sports Clinic and VBS in the late afternoon. Hopefully we'll catch supper around 8p and call it a day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Prayer Concerns:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Property is needed for new church plant in Guasave.&lt;br /&gt;Hearts will be open to receive the gospel.&lt;br /&gt;Courage and wisdom in sharing with the people. (We have a pretty young team going.)&lt;br /&gt;A harvest of souls, Lord willing.&lt;br /&gt;Safety and health.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gusave, MX - Mars Hill Baptist Mission Team:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jase Duke&lt;br /&gt;Caroline Carter&lt;br /&gt;Anna Shelton&lt;br /&gt;Heather Bonner&lt;br /&gt;Megan White&lt;br /&gt;Arleigh Brackin&lt;br /&gt;Brady Hutton&lt;br /&gt;Cindy Brackin&lt;br /&gt;Daniel Brackin&lt;br /&gt;Kelesy King&lt;br /&gt;Lynn King&lt;br /&gt;Nathan Hartsfield&lt;br /&gt;Pam Davis&lt;br /&gt;Ben Gooch&lt;br /&gt;Ashton White&lt;br /&gt;Mike Rochelle&lt;br /&gt;Josh Duke&lt;br /&gt;Katie Carter&lt;br /&gt;Jason Scott&lt;br /&gt;Lewis Thomas&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Words cannot express just how important it is to have you praying for us. Please keep our prayer bowls full as we go and spread the gospel in Guasave, MX this week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, remember Ely and family in Guatemala. Ely and Edson have been quite sick and schools have closed there for two weeks because of the swine flu concerns.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All for His glory,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lewis&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Tuesday, June 23,2009&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E5cWo3i9mPU/Sk1bAfoLalI/AAAAAAAAAu4/JEY-C-GqsVc/s1600-h/IMG_1115.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 134px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E5cWo3i9mPU/Sk1bAfoLalI/AAAAAAAAAu4/JEY-C-GqsVc/s200/IMG_1115.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354035596061534802" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We rested well last night. The team is focused and ready for the day. We are on the road to an elementary school where we will work with 4th graders for an hour. Afterwards we are going door to door sharing the gospel in some neighborhoods near the area the church has been planted. &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E5cWo3i9mPU/Sk1dIJTgS2I/AAAAAAAAAvA/uCcOE9x3mvw/s1600-h/IMG_1138.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 134px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E5cWo3i9mPU/Sk1dIJTgS2I/AAAAAAAAAvA/uCcOE9x3mvw/s200/IMG_1138.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354037926531451746" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A group of young MX Christian adults are with us. They are such a wonderful blessing. God is working in the hearts of these young people.  &lt;br /&gt;Pastors David, and Marcos and his daughters are interpreting for us. The school session went well. For 1 hour the team taught basketball, soccer, volley ball and American football. No strength training but -- my wheels are turning. &lt;br /&gt;At the end around 80 4th graders sat and listened as we shared about the love of God and the gospel of Christ. We trust God with the seeds that were sown. May they grow in Him.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Door to Door Evangelism:&lt;br /&gt;Never a dull moment," boy it's hot, let's find some shade, my feet are swelling, I'm thirsty,-------She said YES! This lady wants Jesus in her life! Praise God!" A nugget from Heaven fell and we rejoice.&lt;br /&gt;"Come on! Let's go! We can do a few more houses. It's not that hot, no longer thirsty........"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LUNCH!! Mrs. Vicki's cooking!&lt;br /&gt;It's 1p, thought you'd never ask. Last night we had homemade tamales that were delicious, Lunch today--fried ck, beans and veggies. We're eating high on the hog or ck I suppose. Whatever--it's all good.&lt;br /&gt;We'll have about and hour to relax and refuel. It's 100 in the shade, no complaints, just a fact.  &lt;br /&gt;3p and we are on the road back to Guasave. The team is well and doing a great job&lt;br /&gt;We will have another hour session at 4p at the school.&lt;br /&gt;We worked and shared with more than 125 children at the school this afternoon. While there two  principals of other schools dropped by. They liked what they saw and invited us to come to their schools. &lt;br /&gt;With a schedule already full we looked for time slots. After some rearranging we set up times to go to their schools.&lt;br /&gt;Looks like we're going to need some more equipment. This will mean that we will have the opportunity to share with another 300 plus kids.&lt;br /&gt;At the beginning we thought getting into one school was a miracle! Now we're in three! It must be God! Keep praying saints of God for He is working!  At 5:30 we set up at the park for the Sports Clinic and VBS and had a great crowd. We shared the gospel with around 50 children and many adults. &lt;br /&gt;It's 8p now and we are going for supper. This day is nearly gone but what a day it has been. &lt;br /&gt;Thanks for your prayers and support! God bless you. &lt;br /&gt;Your kind words are always encouraging and your prayers sustain us. &lt;br /&gt;All for His glory,&lt;br /&gt;Lewis&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Tuesday, June 23 PM-Prayer Makes the difference&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How many times have you told someone that you would pray for them, and you just never got around to it.&lt;br /&gt;Have we become so self-sufficiently self-centered, that our prayer life is only reflected by if and when a crisis comes our way?&lt;br /&gt;What a tragic indictment against the church, but I fear this has become the norm. &lt;br /&gt;Praise God! That my home church, Mars Hill Baptist isn't normal.&lt;br /&gt;It's not normal to hold a prayer meeting on a Tuesday night and it's certainly not normal for 75 people to show up and pray at such an event. No catastrophe has occurred and no one is at death's door.&lt;br /&gt;There's only the mission team serving, with yours truly, down in MX. &lt;br /&gt;Oops! That could be the reason. No comments please. &lt;br /&gt;All kidding aside, prayer works! &lt;br /&gt;THANKS! Dear church family for not being normal. God answered your prayers. &lt;br /&gt;What a day! To God be All Glory!&lt;br /&gt;Lewis&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Wednesday, June 24, 2009-Day 2&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It takes us around 45 minutes to get from Los Mochis to Guasave. The road is good and straight, something rarely found in Guatemala. &lt;br /&gt;Our first session is at a new school from 9:30 to 11a. We are expecting 200 children, 4th - 6th grades. Please pray that God will use us this morning and their hearts will be touched by His Spirit. &lt;br /&gt;Thanks so much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;7p-Wednesday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had another great day with more than 350 kids attending. Relationships have formed and the gospel was presented many, many times. &lt;br /&gt;Many prayed to receive Christ and again we trust God with the outcome. &lt;br /&gt;One very special thing happened as we were leaving today. Isis (E-sis), a 16 year old daughter of Lulua, who lives across from the park is a recent convert. She  was sharing with two teenage girls that showed up at the park.&lt;br /&gt;Josh Duke brought two Spanish New Testaments from the truck. Isis read Jn 3:16 and the Roman road to the girls and moments later, Isis, only 4 weeks old in the Lord, led the two to know Christ as their personal Lord and Savior. "How beautiful are the feet of those who preach good news..."&lt;br /&gt;Mexican Taco Night! They were good--a little heavy--whose got the Pepto?! &lt;br /&gt;Thermometer read 112 today with overcast skies. &lt;br /&gt;It was a GREAT day to serve the Lord!&lt;br /&gt;God bless you. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Thursday, June 25,2009-Day 3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With Hump Day behind us there are mixed emotions on the faces of the team.&lt;br /&gt;There's a process of doing sports clinics and the team must repeat the process over and over again and again and again. You catch my drift. &lt;br /&gt;Groups of children rotate every 20 minutes. From school to school, hour by hour each group is shown the same level of love and enthusiasm, by team members, as the previous. &lt;br /&gt;Accomplished not by mere human strength but by supernatural found only in our Lord. &lt;br /&gt;Today we will need to cast our nets into the deep once again. May the Lord grant us strength once again to be faithful. &lt;br /&gt;Let the battles began! We are here and ready for the fight. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for praying,&lt;br /&gt;Lewis&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thursday PM&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had another 100 or so children this morning and all went very well. At lunch we drove another hour to Sinaloa de Leyva a community where another church has been planted. Basically, we went door to door praying with and encouraging the people there. It is a very poor area. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We made it back to the school by 4p for the afternoon. Around 200 kids and many parents were present. Running on adrenaline, emotions ran high as this was our last time with this group of children.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The entire school gathered together as the  principal thanked the team for coming. He specifically commented on the love they showed to the children. To God be the glory for great things He has done. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One more session tomorrow morning and for all practical purposes this trip is in the books. All in all over 1000 children have come and heard the gospel. Just as important they saw it lived out in the lives of those who came to serve.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We will pack up tomorrow afternoon and enjoy a boat ride out in the ocean in the evening.  I pray the will help the team unwind before heading home. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Broken hearts and changed lives, all made possible by God's grace. &lt;br /&gt;Thanks again for praying. All glory to our Lord. &lt;br /&gt;Lewis&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Friday, June 26, 2009-Day 4&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had a hard time finding the school out in the country this morning. Arriving 30 minutes late, there were 120 children waiting. &lt;br /&gt;Country kids are always the best behaved and these were no exception. It was an easy group to work with. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are back in the city now at our last session-final school, a 100 kids deserving our full attention.  &lt;br /&gt;The team exhibits all the energy they can muster up and I stand, I mean, sit amazed!&lt;br /&gt;Watching from the side lines I realize that though my heart is young, the rest of me is no longer 20.... 30.... 40....... Ok we can stop now.&lt;br /&gt;At 54, the action looks pretty good from the sidelines. I praise God not only for the young at heart but for the young and their endless energy.           &lt;br /&gt;Looks like we're done here, for now anyway. May this ground find more water and become fertile soil. &lt;br /&gt;We catch a 9a flight tomorrow and should be home around midnight if all goes well. &lt;br /&gt;Big THANKS for keeping our prayer bowls full. You have blessed us more than words can express.   &lt;br /&gt;All glory and honor to our Lord,&lt;br /&gt;Lewis&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7006657568573565401-6027761960500900264?l=whenwillwecry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whenwillwecry.blogspot.com/feeds/6027761960500900264/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7006657568573565401&amp;postID=6027761960500900264&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7006657568573565401/posts/default/6027761960500900264'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7006657568573565401/posts/default/6027761960500900264'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whenwillwecry.blogspot.com/2009/06/guasavemx-mars-hill-baptist-church.html' title='Guasave,MX-Mars Hill Baptist Church'/><author><name>When Will We Cry?</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01479276223112977024</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E5cWo3i9mPU/S9DxWOTbBeI/AAAAAAAAA80/EHIYlHEuPoQ/S220/WWWCY+Twitter+Profile.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E5cWo3i9mPU/Sk1bAfoLalI/AAAAAAAAAu4/JEY-C-GqsVc/s72-c/IMG_1115.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7006657568573565401.post-6174958081965572031</id><published>2009-06-08T20:17:00.024-05:00</published><updated>2009-06-20T21:32:16.237-05:00</updated><title type='text'>First Baptist Church, Pulaski,TN</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;HOME SWEET HOME in Piedra Partida&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E5cWo3i9mPU/Sjer_MjcvII/AAAAAAAAAuQ/6EJcHxV2sA4/s1600-h/DSC07017.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E5cWo3i9mPU/Sjer_MjcvII/AAAAAAAAAuQ/6EJcHxV2sA4/s200/DSC07017.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347932184715771010" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Monday June 8, 2009 (AM)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Search me, O God, and know my heart; test me and know my anxious thoughts. Ps. 139:23.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E5cWo3i9mPU/SjZrw8OM8UI/AAAAAAAAAto/T0ZYmdwRBsQ/s1600-h/DSC07192.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 194px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E5cWo3i9mPU/SjZrw8OM8UI/AAAAAAAAAto/T0ZYmdwRBsQ/s200/DSC07192.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347580096092631362" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thought of the Day.....&lt;br /&gt;I woke, long before the roosters, this morning, with &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Ps 139:23&lt;/span&gt; on my mind.  Life in Christ is about being real. Sadly, we miss out on so much by not being what we were created to be. We need to stop hiding behind these superficial masks and be who we are in Christ.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We arrived just after dark last night, unpacked, set up camp and the team made preparation for today.  Just before calling it a night, Bro. Rodney gathered the troops and went over a few details, reminding the team why they were here.  He closed in prayer  and in that prayer he prayed "Search every part of us and take away anything that would hinder Your work Lord." May that be each of our prayers as we start or end our day.&lt;br /&gt;Looks like a three digit day here in paradise. May our Lord be glorified in it! Thanks for your prayers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E5cWo3i9mPU/SjZs-nLSvHI/AAAAAAAAAtw/yXz4fwDjyEU/s1600-h/P1000917.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E5cWo3i9mPU/SjZs-nLSvHI/AAAAAAAAAtw/yXz4fwDjyEU/s200/P1000917.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347581430473079922" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Monday (PM)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The morning went well except for the heat.  It got the best of us while painting and pouring concrete.  We poured several yards, which is about one-fourth of the concrete job, by noon and then gave up the ghost.  It was a good stopping point.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E5cWo3i9mPU/SjeyL8qbMuI/AAAAAAAAAug/lRju3-e8mFs/s1600-h/P1000919.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E5cWo3i9mPU/SjeyL8qbMuI/AAAAAAAAAug/lRju3-e8mFs/s200/P1000919.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347939000858129122" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The team is doing a great job painting in the pavilion. It is coming along nicely.  After lunch the rain came.   Though this cooled things down a bit, parents may not allow their children to come out for VBS. Bible school is just beginning and 50 children are here.  We praise God for these and know the rain is keeping many away.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E5cWo3i9mPU/SjevBa7Mz9I/AAAAAAAAAuY/nBab8_L8alc/s1600-h/103_1904.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 172px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E5cWo3i9mPU/SjevBa7Mz9I/AAAAAAAAAuY/nBab8_L8alc/s200/103_1904.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347935521468108754" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is a family here with three little girls and all three have crossed eyes.  We are trying to help them get this corrected by offering to pay the medical expenses.  Pray that we can get this worked out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Day 1&lt;/span&gt; is almost in the books and we're exhausted.  Such is the way of life here in Paradise.  At 5PM we will make our way back to a hot meal and a cold shower, then some rest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for your prayers,&lt;br /&gt;Lewis&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Tuesday June 9,2009 (AM)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last night the power went off around 9PM.  Some areas here are fighting with the power supply company so to retaliate the power was cut off.  With no fans, sleeping is difficult but our main concern is having no water! This may bring a new meaning to let's go down to the river.&lt;br /&gt;Welcome to paradise!  God is still in control.  I think we'll survive, perhaps more appreciative of what we take for granted in life. Well, we're burning daylight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Tuesday (PM)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Praise the Lord , the electricity is back on!!&lt;br /&gt;Second days usually run much smoother and today is no exception.  The team has worked hard and accomplished much in spite of the heat.  Tomorrow we should finish the painting at the pavilion and the concrete job that FBC Shreveport is working on at the church.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E5cWo3i9mPU/SjepytQ0uwI/AAAAAAAAAt4/6lMVPqyMTaI/s1600-h/103_1905.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 158px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E5cWo3i9mPU/SjepytQ0uwI/AAAAAAAAAt4/6lMVPqyMTaI/s200/103_1905.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347929771134466818" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before lunch, we stopped by the house of a young mother, Karen, that we are helping.  Her husband was killed when she was 8 months pregnant and after the baby was born she didn't have enough milk to feed the baby.  With your help and some special help from Kim Dillard, Wynne, AR., we are providing formula to her and another needy family here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E5cWo3i9mPU/SjeqJgjJhQI/AAAAAAAAAuA/RNVNVhW1NH8/s1600-h/103_1922.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 139px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E5cWo3i9mPU/SjeqJgjJhQI/AAAAAAAAAuA/RNVNVhW1NH8/s200/103_1922.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347930162858657026" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's 3PM here and we are now beginning our second day of VBS and many more children are present.  Yesterday went well and I pray today will also.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Bro. Rodney&lt;/span&gt;, Youth Pastor at FBC Pulaski spoke to the team last night.  He said that in high school his football coach always said if you had any energy left after the game then you didn't give all you had on the field.  He finished by saying, &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;"I want to go home Saturday with nothing else to give."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks again for your prayers and kind words.  God is so gracious with us.&lt;br /&gt;May many come to know Him through these efforts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All for His glory,&lt;br /&gt;Lewis&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Wednesday, June 10, 2009 (AM)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The temp inside the dormie dropped to 79 degrees last night, so much for the global warming theory.  The team is well and running in high gear on adrenaline today.  Such happens on the third day. Praise God we are all healthy and well. Thanks for your prayers. Lewis&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Wednesday (PM)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The heat index was around 115 degrees today so I guess global warming is back, or such is life 48 feet above sea level in San Marcos.  The painting and the concrete are finished and this is our final day of VBS with the children at La Mountanita.  175 children are here at VBS today and they heard the gospel story.  Many, many prayed to receive Christ and we will trust God with the outcome. It is a great way to end our few days here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow,&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Thursday&lt;/span&gt;, we will drive to &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Las Mercedes&lt;/span&gt;, a small village that borders MX. It was back in 2004 that Ely and I first visited this small village and it nearly became our last. We were nearly murdered by some men there who turned out to be remnants of the revolution which ended in 1995.&lt;br /&gt; I was flattered that these guys thought that I was smart enough to be a government spy but being killed because of mistaken identity was neither on my wish or to do list. With all of that cleared up we have returned there many times since and God has accomplished much.&lt;br /&gt;In the small church building, that we had planted in Las Mercedes, I stood before the believers. My heart was stirred by the look on their faces, still harden by the war and the difficulties  of life there, but now they had a more tender look, a look of mercy and hope. To God be the glory! &lt;br /&gt; The team will distribute food and supplies in the name of our Lord there. It was a blessing for them and us as well. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E5cWo3i9mPU/Sje34Sfs9fI/AAAAAAAAAuw/Ej1YR1dsaQo/s1600-h/103_2009.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E5cWo3i9mPU/Sje34Sfs9fI/AAAAAAAAAuw/Ej1YR1dsaQo/s200/103_2009.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347945260191118834" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E5cWo3i9mPU/Sje3OBUKhOI/AAAAAAAAAuo/QLO9b3m6TpA/s1600-h/103_1999.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 142px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E5cWo3i9mPU/Sje3OBUKhOI/AAAAAAAAAuo/QLO9b3m6TpA/s200/103_1999.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347944534024815842" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The rain has come and the temp is better now.  Praise God for everything.  Black beans and rice for supper! My favorite!! Another day in paradise. May God receive all glory.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for praying,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lewis&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;WAKE UP! and hear the roosters!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt; IT'S FRIDAY!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Roosters are always a hot topic of every team who stays at the dormie. They began their day early, around 2 to 3AM normally. The hard working, electric, fans, ear plugs and ipods do their best to muffle the sound but the roosters seem to win most nights. &lt;br /&gt;This week has trickled down to a slow drip. IT'S FRIDAY! An at 4a the team is slowly rising one last time here in Piedra Partida. Tempts not bad--a cool 84 and soon we'll be on the road back to the city. &lt;br /&gt;God has blessed us once again with a great week, lot's of laughs, some tears and memories of a life time. &lt;br /&gt;We give Him all glory, praise and honor. &lt;br /&gt;Your prayers make a huge difference. Thank you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lewis&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7006657568573565401-6174958081965572031?l=whenwillwecry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whenwillwecry.blogspot.com/feeds/6174958081965572031/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7006657568573565401&amp;postID=6174958081965572031&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7006657568573565401/posts/default/6174958081965572031'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7006657568573565401/posts/default/6174958081965572031'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whenwillwecry.blogspot.com/2009/06/first-baptist-church-pulaskitn.html' title='First Baptist Church, Pulaski,TN'/><author><name>When Will We Cry?</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01479276223112977024</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E5cWo3i9mPU/S9DxWOTbBeI/AAAAAAAAA80/EHIYlHEuPoQ/S220/WWWCY+Twitter+Profile.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E5cWo3i9mPU/Sjer_MjcvII/AAAAAAAAAuQ/6EJcHxV2sA4/s72-c/DSC07017.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7006657568573565401.post-1633731355014572124</id><published>2009-06-05T21:58:00.015-05:00</published><updated>2009-06-06T08:40:06.476-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Guatemala Pastors' Conference 2009</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E5cWo3i9mPU/Sinc9R6V_cI/AAAAAAAAAs4/M68It1P2dC8/s1600-h/100_2633.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 163px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E5cWo3i9mPU/Sinc9R6V_cI/AAAAAAAAAs4/M68It1P2dC8/s200/100_2633.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344045378190048706" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This year's pastors' conference is in the books. Seven of us from Mars Hill Baptist Church went just to spend time with God, fellowship, and worship with these Guatemalan pastors. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E5cWo3i9mPU/Sinc-FApOUI/AAAAAAAAAtY/1d4_Qb5C07k/s1600-h/100_2754.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 162px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E5cWo3i9mPU/Sinc-FApOUI/AAAAAAAAAtY/1d4_Qb5C07k/s200/100_2754.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344045391906683202" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bro. Gary Hughes, Associate Pastor, and Bro. Mickey Brackin, Pastor Mars Hill, both preached at night and we had a really great time in the Lord.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E5cWo3i9mPU/Sinc937Iv0I/AAAAAAAAAtQ/IG6Yn3Y9u2g/s1600-h/100_1694.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 164px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E5cWo3i9mPU/Sinc937Iv0I/AAAAAAAAAtQ/IG6Yn3Y9u2g/s200/100_1694.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344045388393922370" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E5cWo3i9mPU/Sinc9url43I/AAAAAAAAAtI/eQX6X4Wjn9Y/s1600-h/100_1690.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 100px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E5cWo3i9mPU/Sinc9url43I/AAAAAAAAAtI/eQX6X4Wjn9Y/s200/100_1690.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344045385912804210" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E5cWo3i9mPU/Sinc9kaJrnI/AAAAAAAAAtA/Tp9cn-9LAzw/s1600-h/100_1680.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 188px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E5cWo3i9mPU/Sinc9kaJrnI/AAAAAAAAAtA/Tp9cn-9LAzw/s200/100_1680.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344045383155297906" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E5cWo3i9mPU/SingV_HAgUI/AAAAAAAAAtg/U1jfKLnKvpk/s1600-h/100_2788.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 104px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E5cWo3i9mPU/SingV_HAgUI/AAAAAAAAAtg/U1jfKLnKvpk/s200/100_2788.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344049101174505794" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jay Hartsfield only lacks one more semester at Southwestern Theological Seminary,Dallas. This trip gave him a break from his studies for a few days.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7006657568573565401-1633731355014572124?l=whenwillwecry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whenwillwecry.blogspot.com/feeds/1633731355014572124/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7006657568573565401&amp;postID=1633731355014572124&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7006657568573565401/posts/default/1633731355014572124'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7006657568573565401/posts/default/1633731355014572124'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whenwillwecry.blogspot.com/2009/06/guatemala-pastors-conference-2009.html' title='Guatemala Pastors&apos; Conference 2009'/><author><name>When Will We Cry?</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01479276223112977024</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E5cWo3i9mPU/S9DxWOTbBeI/AAAAAAAAA80/EHIYlHEuPoQ/S220/WWWCY+Twitter+Profile.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E5cWo3i9mPU/Sinc9R6V_cI/AAAAAAAAAs4/M68It1P2dC8/s72-c/100_2633.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7006657568573565401.post-7190665324480304472</id><published>2009-05-14T09:25:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2009-05-14T09:42:02.238-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Memories of a Special Week</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E5cWo3i9mPU/Sgwtq5y1fJI/AAAAAAAAAsw/gikz44MQi3k/s1600-h/IMGP0488.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 130px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E5cWo3i9mPU/Sgwtq5y1fJI/AAAAAAAAAsw/gikz44MQi3k/s200/IMGP0488.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335689873618992274" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E5cWo3i9mPU/Sgwtq_9QkTI/AAAAAAAAAso/U_bTEhEm3VM/s1600-h/IMGP0440.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 183px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E5cWo3i9mPU/Sgwtq_9QkTI/AAAAAAAAAso/U_bTEhEm3VM/s200/IMGP0440.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335689875273322802" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E5cWo3i9mPU/Sgwtqp5WP1I/AAAAAAAAAsg/pDtmvQuB-Q0/s1600-h/IMGP0389.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 161px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E5cWo3i9mPU/Sgwtqp5WP1I/AAAAAAAAAsg/pDtmvQuB-Q0/s200/IMGP0389.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335689869351337810" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E5cWo3i9mPU/SgwtqXdxLrI/AAAAAAAAAsY/YhpxYyRpZYY/s1600-h/IMG_2214.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 185px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E5cWo3i9mPU/SgwtqXdxLrI/AAAAAAAAAsY/YhpxYyRpZYY/s200/IMG_2214.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335689864403824306" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E5cWo3i9mPU/SgwtqQgExKI/AAAAAAAAAsQ/VOHgwLYUDOE/s1600-h/IMG_2118.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 180px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E5cWo3i9mPU/SgwtqQgExKI/AAAAAAAAAsQ/VOHgwLYUDOE/s200/IMG_2118.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335689862534448290" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_E5cWo3i9mPU/Sgwqb2vRccI/AAAAAAAAAsI/D0G2nfpWTeM/s1600-h/100_2621.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 148px;" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_E5cWo3i9mPU/Sgwqb2vRccI/AAAAAAAAAsI/D0G2nfpWTeM/s200/100_2621.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335686316565819842" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't have time to name all of these individuals and will do so later. I did want to post these photo's though to show you more of our week in Guatemala with the medical team.&lt;br /&gt;SPECIAL THANKS AGAIN TO ALL OF YOU!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7006657568573565401-7190665324480304472?l=whenwillwecry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whenwillwecry.blogspot.com/feeds/7190665324480304472/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7006657568573565401&amp;postID=7190665324480304472&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7006657568573565401/posts/default/7190665324480304472'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7006657568573565401/posts/default/7190665324480304472'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whenwillwecry.blogspot.com/2009/05/special-ladies.html' title='Memories of a Special Week'/><author><name>When Will We Cry?</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01479276223112977024</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E5cWo3i9mPU/S9DxWOTbBeI/AAAAAAAAA80/EHIYlHEuPoQ/S220/WWWCY+Twitter+Profile.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E5cWo3i9mPU/Sgwtq5y1fJI/AAAAAAAAAsw/gikz44MQi3k/s72-c/IMGP0488.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7006657568573565401.post-7618035774946967471</id><published>2009-05-12T09:04:00.017-05:00</published><updated>2009-05-14T21:53:54.283-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The Conner's, a Giving Family</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E5cWo3i9mPU/SgmITBvdh6I/AAAAAAAAArw/dbnfyROfqGI/s1600-h/IMG_4679.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 190px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E5cWo3i9mPU/SgmITBvdh6I/AAAAAAAAArw/dbnfyROfqGI/s200/IMG_4679.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334945094063458210" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had only met George, Brenda and Luke, a few months before our trip and knew little about them except that they lived in Forrest City,AR and George had his medical practice there. Brenda is a nurse and both had served on medical mission trips  before. This would be their son Luke's first mission trip. &lt;br /&gt;Their love for the Lord and the people became evident to all as we served together in Guatemala. I'd personally like to thank all three for their sacrificial giving and service to our Lord. It was our great privilege to have them in Guatemala with us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E5cWo3i9mPU/SgmDscEqtdI/AAAAAAAAArg/bv30JAFuN2Y/s1600-h/P1000809.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 166px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E5cWo3i9mPU/SgmDscEqtdI/AAAAAAAAArg/bv30JAFuN2Y/s200/P1000809.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334940033070314962" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Many days, Brenda and Luke would play a few songs at the clinics. This was always a blessing and brought peace to the somewhat hectic surroundings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E5cWo3i9mPU/SgmDsAnrvLI/AAAAAAAAArY/m4VbYo4TFLQ/s1600-h/P1000832.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 151px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E5cWo3i9mPU/SgmDsAnrvLI/AAAAAAAAArY/m4VbYo4TFLQ/s200/P1000832.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334940025700990130" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Luke, an extremely talented violinist, played before a crowd of 800 at the crusade.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E5cWo3i9mPU/SgmIT31woII/AAAAAAAAAsA/eswq1i_WE3c/s1600-h/IMG_4471.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 167px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E5cWo3i9mPU/SgmIT31woII/AAAAAAAAAsA/eswq1i_WE3c/s200/IMG_4471.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334945108585390210" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What do you get when two doctors put their heads together? We're still debating over that. &lt;br /&gt;Here Doctors Toland and Conner scope out the wide open building that would house the first clinic. When it was finished there were seven dental stations, three doctor exam rooms, waiting areas, eye glass testing and production and a pharmacy. All of which worked very well together. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E5cWo3i9mPU/SgmITgkFmZI/AAAAAAAAAr4/iVqdgpV9pKE/s1600-h/IMG_4382.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 144px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E5cWo3i9mPU/SgmITgkFmZI/AAAAAAAAAr4/iVqdgpV9pKE/s200/IMG_4382.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334945102337251730" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dr. Conners talks with a mother about a sick child (TOP) and below distributes Bibles donated by the Gideon organization of which he is a member. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E5cWo3i9mPU/SgmDspbC-CI/AAAAAAAAAro/-1kfGNyONTE/s1600-h/PICT0120.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E5cWo3i9mPU/SgmDspbC-CI/AAAAAAAAAro/-1kfGNyONTE/s200/PICT0120.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334940036653840418" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7006657568573565401-7618035774946967471?l=whenwillwecry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whenwillwecry.blogspot.com/feeds/7618035774946967471/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7006657568573565401&amp;postID=7618035774946967471&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7006657568573565401/posts/default/7618035774946967471'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7006657568573565401/posts/default/7618035774946967471'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whenwillwecry.blogspot.com/2009/05/conners-giving-family.html' title='The Conner&apos;s, a Giving Family'/><author><name>When Will We Cry?</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01479276223112977024</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E5cWo3i9mPU/S9DxWOTbBeI/AAAAAAAAA80/EHIYlHEuPoQ/S220/WWWCY+Twitter+Profile.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E5cWo3i9mPU/SgmITBvdh6I/AAAAAAAAArw/dbnfyROfqGI/s72-c/IMG_4679.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7006657568573565401.post-1635863753071164665</id><published>2009-05-10T20:35:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-05-10T21:15:11.941-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Dr. Richard Toland and Juan Carlos</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E5cWo3i9mPU/SgeBVVZPHzI/AAAAAAAAArQ/ALDH3vK0KIE/s1600-h/IMG_2232.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E5cWo3i9mPU/SgeBVVZPHzI/AAAAAAAAArQ/ALDH3vK0KIE/s200/IMG_2232.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334374487163871026" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every team needs a leader, someone with vision, passion and drive. Dr. Richard Toland had all three. For over a year he and I had met, prayed together and planned for this medical trip. Richard spent many hours promoting and recruiting the team members. He provided leadership and sacrificial giving of time and resources. I am so very grateful to Dr. Richard Toland for his friendship, vision and leadership in this mission.&lt;br /&gt;Juan Carlos worked closely with Richard as his interpreter and assistant during the week. He did an outstanding job as did the rest of his classmates who helped us.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7006657568573565401-1635863753071164665?l=whenwillwecry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whenwillwecry.blogspot.com/feeds/1635863753071164665/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7006657568573565401&amp;postID=1635863753071164665&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7006657568573565401/posts/default/1635863753071164665'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7006657568573565401/posts/default/1635863753071164665'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whenwillwecry.blogspot.com/2009/05/dr-richard-toland-and-juan-carlos.html' title='Dr. Richard Toland and Juan Carlos'/><author><name>When Will We Cry?</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01479276223112977024</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E5cWo3i9mPU/S9DxWOTbBeI/AAAAAAAAA80/EHIYlHEuPoQ/S220/WWWCY+Twitter+Profile.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E5cWo3i9mPU/SgeBVVZPHzI/AAAAAAAAArQ/ALDH3vK0KIE/s72-c/IMG_2232.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7006657568573565401.post-878746538427616760</id><published>2009-05-08T08:50:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-05-08T09:09:10.857-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Dr. Jerry Beasley</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E5cWo3i9mPU/SgQ5R7c16vI/AAAAAAAAArI/G1jgzg7qC8s/s1600-h/IMG_4581.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 158px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E5cWo3i9mPU/SgQ5R7c16vI/AAAAAAAAArI/G1jgzg7qC8s/s200/IMG_4581.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333450838892735218" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dr. Jerry Beasley is no stranger to Guatemala nor is he a novice at doing missions. He and his family spent a few years serving in Kenya, Africa where two of his five children were born. He now lives and practices in Pulaski,TN. He and his family are members at First Baptist Church.&lt;br /&gt;A big thanks to Dr. Beasley for blessing many in Guatemala.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7006657568573565401-878746538427616760?l=whenwillwecry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whenwillwecry.blogspot.com/feeds/878746538427616760/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7006657568573565401&amp;postID=878746538427616760&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7006657568573565401/posts/default/878746538427616760'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7006657568573565401/posts/default/878746538427616760'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whenwillwecry.blogspot.com/2009/05/dr-jerry-beasley.html' title='Dr. Jerry Beasley'/><author><name>When Will We Cry?</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01479276223112977024</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E5cWo3i9mPU/S9DxWOTbBeI/AAAAAAAAA80/EHIYlHEuPoQ/S220/WWWCY+Twitter+Profile.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E5cWo3i9mPU/SgQ5R7c16vI/AAAAAAAAArI/G1jgzg7qC8s/s72-c/IMG_4581.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7006657568573565401.post-171874999734138031</id><published>2009-05-08T08:12:00.008-05:00</published><updated>2009-05-14T21:58:57.358-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Did Someone Say Reading Glasses?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E5cWo3i9mPU/SgQwzGzN4oI/AAAAAAAAAq4/H6nIrHj0W90/s1600-h/PICT0007.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 130px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E5cWo3i9mPU/SgQwzGzN4oI/AAAAAAAAAq4/H6nIrHj0W90/s200/PICT0007.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333441513270403714" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Becki Dowd, (center), from Wynne Baptist, became the Reading Glass Queen of Guatemala during the Medical Mission trip. &lt;br /&gt;After purchasing a do it yourself kit, Becki quickly learned how to make the wire framed reading glasses on site, and we were  overwhelmed by the response of the people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E5cWo3i9mPU/SgQ23aWahOI/AAAAAAAAArA/1jyhK80JKuE/s1600-h/P1000771.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 190px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E5cWo3i9mPU/SgQ23aWahOI/AAAAAAAAArA/1jyhK80JKuE/s200/P1000771.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333448184307549410" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She trained the nationals on how to determine the strength needed and how to make the glasses also. Somewhere around 300 pair were personally made and fitted for the people there.&lt;br /&gt;THANKS Becki! for your love and concern in helping these people.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7006657568573565401-171874999734138031?l=whenwillwecry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whenwillwecry.blogspot.com/feeds/171874999734138031/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7006657568573565401&amp;postID=171874999734138031&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7006657568573565401/posts/default/171874999734138031'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7006657568573565401/posts/default/171874999734138031'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whenwillwecry.blogspot.com/2009/05/did-someone-say-glasses.html' title='Did Someone Say Reading Glasses?'/><author><name>When Will We Cry?</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01479276223112977024</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E5cWo3i9mPU/S9DxWOTbBeI/AAAAAAAAA80/EHIYlHEuPoQ/S220/WWWCY+Twitter+Profile.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E5cWo3i9mPU/SgQwzGzN4oI/AAAAAAAAAq4/H6nIrHj0W90/s72-c/PICT0007.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7006657568573565401.post-2334175466418726866</id><published>2009-05-06T12:21:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-05-06T20:47:24.511-05:00</updated><title type='text'>"WANTED" Clean Drinking Water</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E5cWo3i9mPU/SgHNQ1W3pqI/AAAAAAAAAqw/82mSZEBliu4/s1600-h/IMG_2239.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 184px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E5cWo3i9mPU/SgHNQ1W3pqI/AAAAAAAAAqw/82mSZEBliu4/s200/IMG_2239.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332769122867979938" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have had the privilege over the past few days to have conversations with two men who know something about water purification. I am excited to see what the Lord is doing in the hearts of many who are concerned about the condition the people in San Marcos, Guatemala must live. As God reveals His heart to us, may we respond in obedience to Him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I often wonder of those who suffer physically and spiritually throughout our world, and how we who live in abundance, for the most part, do little or nothing to lend a hand. Do we really know the heart of God?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will you join with us as we pursue this calling of providing clean drinking water in villages of San Marcos, Guatemala? Perhaps this will lead many to know the "Living Water" found only in and through our Lord and Savior, Christ Jesus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Continuing the fight, all for His glory,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lewis&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7006657568573565401-2334175466418726866?l=whenwillwecry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whenwillwecry.blogspot.com/feeds/2334175466418726866/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7006657568573565401&amp;postID=2334175466418726866&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7006657568573565401/posts/default/2334175466418726866'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7006657568573565401/posts/default/2334175466418726866'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whenwillwecry.blogspot.com/2009/05/wanted-clean-drinking-water.html' title='&quot;WANTED&quot; Clean Drinking Water'/><author><name>When Will We Cry?</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01479276223112977024</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E5cWo3i9mPU/S9DxWOTbBeI/AAAAAAAAA80/EHIYlHEuPoQ/S220/WWWCY+Twitter+Profile.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E5cWo3i9mPU/SgHNQ1W3pqI/AAAAAAAAAqw/82mSZEBliu4/s72-c/IMG_2239.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7006657568573565401.post-8245487517384935536</id><published>2009-04-29T13:47:00.008-05:00</published><updated>2009-05-10T20:35:22.843-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The Road Less Taken</title><content type='html'>I have heard it said that, "Home is where your heart is."  If this is true, my home is scattered throughout the villages of San Marcos, Guatemala, and with all who have served on short term mission teams there with us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E5cWo3i9mPU/SfihuULs1JI/AAAAAAAAApQ/kXpwL1KGbtY/s1600-h/IMGP0423.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 177px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E5cWo3i9mPU/SfihuULs1JI/AAAAAAAAApQ/kXpwL1KGbtY/s200/IMGP0423.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330187976056820882" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt; I guess one might say that my heart is torn or broken, torn between family, friends, loved ones, and being obedient to our Lord's calling on my life. But a  torn heart is not a bad thing, much the opposite I suppose. May we always allow God to tear or break our hearts over the conditions people must live as well as the condition  of the soul. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The prophet Isaiah said, "The Spirit of the Lord is upon me, because he hath anointed me to preach the gospel to the poor; he hath sent me to heal the broken-hearted, to preach deliverance to the captives, and recovering of sight to the blind, to set at liberty them that are bruised."  May we be found faithful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Those of us who have this addiction of pressing and pulling on  iron know well the process of growing larger muscles. Lifting weights tears the muscle thus causing growth, and so goes the heart. A heart that is torn perhaps increases in size.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The When Will We Cry?  name came from a song I had written back in the 90's. The SBC, Ethics and Liberty org. published it for their annual "World Hunger" promotion project. It seem only appropriate we use it as the name for our mission organization in 2002.  &lt;br /&gt;One team member mentioned, as we were departing the airport, "when will we ever stop crying now that we have come to Guatemala?" I pray never! May we continue to allow our hearts to be torn, and may we carry the scars, etched into our very souls, forever. May our hearts never become so calloused that we refuse to "cry" for those who are perishing into the darkness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E5cWo3i9mPU/Sfiikg5xmLI/AAAAAAAAApY/bNIlCouoiJQ/s1600-h/PICT0051.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 133px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E5cWo3i9mPU/Sfiikg5xmLI/AAAAAAAAApY/bNIlCouoiJQ/s200/PICT0051.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330188907184232626" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Robert Frost wrote, in his 1920 poem, Road Less Traveled, "Two roads diverged in a wood, and I- I took the one less traveled by, and that has made all the difference." The trips we take, the paths, the villages and the precious people where we serve are part of the "Road" Less Traveled."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Last week, in the small villages of La Mountanita and Piedra Partida, 21 Americans working with some 30 Guatemalan volunteers, laughed and cried, sang songs and fellowshipped together. Life for them, as for us will never be the same, I pray.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E5cWo3i9mPU/SfijalqWGaI/AAAAAAAAApg/OM94BeQcQBQ/s1600-h/IMGP0536.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 152px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E5cWo3i9mPU/SfijalqWGaI/AAAAAAAAApg/OM94BeQcQBQ/s200/IMGP0536.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330189836174629282" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Someone asked me once, What is it you leave in Guatemala when you are gone? Besides the physical improvements, what is left behind is hope, faith and love. Teeth will find decay once again, as sickness and death are inevitable, but the love and faith that was given will forever remain in the hearts of the people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E5cWo3i9mPU/SfikC5mH_bI/AAAAAAAAApo/kgWaZ3gRFKM/s1600-h/PICT0064.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 134px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E5cWo3i9mPU/SfikC5mH_bI/AAAAAAAAApo/kgWaZ3gRFKM/s200/PICT0064.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330190528720403890" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kim Dillard said, "I have waited 15 years to get to come on a mission trip, this is a dream come true for me." By Kim's dream being fulfilled she and the other team members gave more than a dream to the hearts of the children there. They became friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That Christ would make his home in your hearts through faith; that you, having been rooted and grounded in love,  will be able to understand, along with all the saints, what is wide, long, high, and deep, that is, you will know the love of Christ, which goes far beyond knowledge, and will be filled with all the fullness of God. Eph. 3:17 - 19&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had a really wonderful week. Thanks again for your prayers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All for our Lord's glory,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lewis&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7006657568573565401-8245487517384935536?l=whenwillwecry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whenwillwecry.blogspot.com/feeds/8245487517384935536/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7006657568573565401&amp;postID=8245487517384935536&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7006657568573565401/posts/default/8245487517384935536'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7006657568573565401/posts/default/8245487517384935536'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whenwillwecry.blogspot.com/2009/04/road-less-taken.html' title='The Road Less Taken'/><author><name>When Will We Cry?</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01479276223112977024</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E5cWo3i9mPU/S9DxWOTbBeI/AAAAAAAAA80/EHIYlHEuPoQ/S220/WWWCY+Twitter+Profile.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E5cWo3i9mPU/SfihuULs1JI/AAAAAAAAApQ/kXpwL1KGbtY/s72-c/IMGP0423.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7006657568573565401.post-8040814889191395816</id><published>2009-04-25T18:29:00.015-05:00</published><updated>2009-05-06T20:58:53.311-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Medical/Dental Guatemala Update</title><content type='html'>Allow me to make some introductions!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E5cWo3i9mPU/SfcSCjh1ckI/AAAAAAAAApI/2ZavO7czCAk/s1600-h/P1000854.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 142px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E5cWo3i9mPU/SfcSCjh1ckI/AAAAAAAAApI/2ZavO7czCAk/s200/P1000854.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329748519122465346" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ely and Rosa's family with the new additions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E5cWo3i9mPU/SfcSCRAQ4fI/AAAAAAAAApA/GVqxFjzj94A/s1600-h/P1000851.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 122px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E5cWo3i9mPU/SfcSCRAQ4fI/AAAAAAAAApA/GVqxFjzj94A/s200/P1000851.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329748514149818866" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our team of interpreters from Guatemala City&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E5cWo3i9mPU/SfcSCEjdkoI/AAAAAAAAAo4/GUT2t_pKKwo/s1600-h/P1000858.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 116px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E5cWo3i9mPU/SfcSCEjdkoI/AAAAAAAAAo4/GUT2t_pKKwo/s200/P1000858.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329748510807790210" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The team, all from Wynne Baptist Church in Wynne, AR except Dr. Jerry Beasley, FBC Pulaski,TN and Dr. George Conners, wife Brenda and son Luke from FBC, Forrest City, AR.&lt;br /&gt;There are no words to express our deepest gratitude for your service. May God bless you all!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Medical/Dental&lt;/span&gt; team arrived on time at the airport Saturday but soon we ran into problems. Customs, at the airport, had seized all of the supplies and medicines they brought with them. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E5cWo3i9mPU/Sfb6BedevVI/AAAAAAAAAog/Q6knZbj9KSQ/s1600-h/IMG_4256.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E5cWo3i9mPU/Sfb6BedevVI/AAAAAAAAAog/Q6knZbj9KSQ/s200/IMG_4256.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329722112303086930" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Luke Conner and Mike Woods, two hours into the delay and hold on our supplies, try and get some rest.&lt;br /&gt;We had never had anything like this happen before and all we could do is trust in the Lord. After three to four tense hours we paid a "tax" and were allowed to leave with our meds and supplies. Thank you for praying and to God be the glory.&lt;br /&gt;A guy named Charlie, from Atlanta that runs a ministry in the city dump, stood with me outside the airport. He was also waiting on a teams arrival. As his team arrived we shook hands and he walked away. He had placed in my hand a one hundred dollar bill, the exact amount that we would have to pay the airport official.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E5cWo3i9mPU/Sfb6BnbJqVI/AAAAAAAAAoo/e_jqxHXkDjI/s1600-h/DSCN0879.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 112px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E5cWo3i9mPU/Sfb6BnbJqVI/AAAAAAAAAoo/e_jqxHXkDjI/s200/DSCN0879.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329722114709236050" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The team had to empty all of the meds from the suitcases into these large plastic bags.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E5cWo3i9mPU/SfcMx0dW_eI/AAAAAAAAAow/X9oG-0uMh6I/s1600-h/IMG_4259.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 100px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E5cWo3i9mPU/SfcMx0dW_eI/AAAAAAAAAow/X9oG-0uMh6I/s200/IMG_4259.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329742734051180002" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had rented a bus to transport the team of twenty one and the nine translators. The team had been up since 2:00 AM, now it was 4:00PM and we had a 6 hour journey ahead of us. I felt their pain knowing how tired a travel day like this can make you. We had a hard week ahead of us and we would need our strength.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E5cWo3i9mPU/SgG1fJwzQxI/AAAAAAAAApw/8ZMMactUfrM/s1600-h/100_2585.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 180px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E5cWo3i9mPU/SgG1fJwzQxI/AAAAAAAAApw/8ZMMactUfrM/s200/100_2585.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332742980584555282" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Sunday,&lt;/span&gt; April 19, breakfast at 8, church services at two different locations at 9, lunch, then we spent the afternoon setting up the clinic at La Mountanita. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E5cWo3i9mPU/SgG2Zkzl2lI/AAAAAAAAAp4/4pa4dILmCWA/s1600-h/P1000747.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 104px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E5cWo3i9mPU/SgG2Zkzl2lI/AAAAAAAAAp4/4pa4dILmCWA/s200/P1000747.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332743984276429394" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This took several hours but things were beginning to fall into place by 5PM. We drove back to Piedra Partida, where we will be the last three days of the week, had a meeting with church volunteers, ate supper and returned to the hotel around 8PM. All of the guys hit the swimming pool for a bit before going to bed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E5cWo3i9mPU/SgG3u7AYhcI/AAAAAAAAAqA/yd0cgRtS5uk/s1600-h/P1000756.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 100px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E5cWo3i9mPU/SgG3u7AYhcI/AAAAAAAAAqA/yd0cgRtS5uk/s200/P1000756.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332745450524542402" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Monday&lt;/span&gt;, April 20, was day one at La Mountanita. We expected some difficulties and we had a few but all in all the day went very well. We saw over 200 patients, dispensed meds and shared the gospel until we were all weary and worn. The heat hovered in the high nineties but there was a gentle breeze much of the time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E5cWo3i9mPU/SgG4YwqJ8GI/AAAAAAAAAqI/SL9oje0N-gI/s1600-h/IMG_2070.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E5cWo3i9mPU/SgG4YwqJ8GI/AAAAAAAAAqI/SL9oje0N-gI/s200/IMG_2070.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332746169301463138" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After supper at a Mexican taco dive we had a team meeting and hit the sack. Day one of six, we better gets some rest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E5cWo3i9mPU/SgG5DP-VjQI/AAAAAAAAAqQ/JHdERxUgET8/s1600-h/PICT0067.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 142px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E5cWo3i9mPU/SgG5DP-VjQI/AAAAAAAAAqQ/JHdERxUgET8/s200/PICT0067.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332746899262115074" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Tuesday&lt;/span&gt;, April 21, as the second day was underway, we seemed to be more organized. The flow of people was steady and by the end of the day we had seen 247 in the clinic. We praise God that all heard  the gospel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E5cWo3i9mPU/SgG5fxgPnCI/AAAAAAAAAqY/lnaknUXiELU/s1600-h/100_2591.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 132px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E5cWo3i9mPU/SgG5fxgPnCI/AAAAAAAAAqY/lnaknUXiELU/s200/100_2591.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332747389299039266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How many kids can you make smile with $14.00 in Guatemala? Around 150. That’s how many ice cream bars $14.00 can buy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Wednesday&lt;/span&gt;, April 22, I think the ice cream guy has this thing figured out. He shows up, I buy the ice cream, and he goes home. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E5cWo3i9mPU/SgG6ZqJYVEI/AAAAAAAAAqg/Z7ZwXJ60WlA/s1600-h/IMG_2211.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 184px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E5cWo3i9mPU/SgG6ZqJYVEI/AAAAAAAAAqg/Z7ZwXJ60WlA/s200/IMG_2211.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332748383756506178" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jack Cobble hit every Tienda in the village buying up all of the bags of water to pass out to the people. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E5cWo3i9mPU/SgG-eSfMhCI/AAAAAAAAAqo/c02oQVs_uU4/s1600-h/P1000780.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 158px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E5cWo3i9mPU/SgG-eSfMhCI/AAAAAAAAAqo/c02oQVs_uU4/s200/P1000780.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332752861351412770" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By taking their pulse and blood pressure, Tamara, an ER Trama Nurse found most of the people to be clinically dehydrated. I just thought that Guatemalans didn’t sweat too much but it’s because there is nothing left. Can you imagine being so poor you even limit you water intake?&lt;br /&gt;The day went very well as we saw nearly 300 in the clinic, packed up, loaded our make shift outfit and headed to Piedra Partida to repeat the process.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Thursday&lt;/span&gt; (Hump Day), April 23, our first day at Piedra Partida went very smooth. The team worked as a well oiled machine. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;We have a GREAT group of interpreters!&lt;/span&gt; These young adults have done an outstanding job, worked long hours and in difficult conditions. I can see the fatigue in their faces but they don’t quit. We are blessed to have them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Friday, April 24&lt;/span&gt;-The mornings are peaceful here in the country side.  Like the calm before the storm, we rise, have our coffee and our time alone with God.  As we arrive, the small road is crowded with people and make shift vendors here to capitalize on those coming. 200 are already waiting, some since early morning.  Providing better sight, fixing teeth and other physical issues are all good, but we silently pray for their souls as we work.  The crusade begins tonight at 6:30PM. 600 chairs have been rented at 1Q each (14 cents) per night. We are praying for a harvest. Individual cards sent from folks at Wynne Baptist cause emotions to surface as the team holds the course.  Thanks again for your prayers. All glory to God,  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Saturday,April 25&lt;/span&gt;-18 days ago I kissed Donna goodbye and gently wiped a tear from her cheek. Today, it seems more like 18 months than 18 days. The teams mood quiet, it's our last day, we're fatigued a bit and energy levels are low. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday was a long and hot. The Crusade ended by 9:30 PM with 800 in attendance. More then 2000 people have heard the gospel this week. Many seeds were planted, may they find fertile soil. &lt;br /&gt;Not much is left for us except the trip back to the city at 6AM tomorrow, some shopping, a day to unwind and then fly home. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hearts have become fragile,etched and scarred with memories that will last a lifetime. Another trip on the road less traveled is in the books. We're thankful for you and those who chose to journey with us.  May the Lord bless and keep you. May His light shine on you and through you to those who walk in darkness.&lt;br /&gt;All for His glory,&lt;br /&gt;Lewis&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7006657568573565401-8040814889191395816?l=whenwillwecry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whenwillwecry.blogspot.com/feeds/8040814889191395816/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7006657568573565401&amp;postID=8040814889191395816&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7006657568573565401/posts/default/8040814889191395816'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7006657568573565401/posts/default/8040814889191395816'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whenwillwecry.blogspot.com/2009/04/medicaldental-guatemala-update.html' title='Medical/Dental Guatemala Update'/><author><name>When Will We Cry?</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01479276223112977024</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E5cWo3i9mPU/S9DxWOTbBeI/AAAAAAAAA80/EHIYlHEuPoQ/S220/WWWCY+Twitter+Profile.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E5cWo3i9mPU/SfcSCjh1ckI/AAAAAAAAApI/2ZavO7czCAk/s72-c/P1000854.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7006657568573565401.post-4235464400668482417</id><published>2009-04-19T21:25:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-04-20T11:54:03.091-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Paths Don't Have Signs</title><content type='html'>Here is an account of my last several days in Guatemala. We are at Malacatan tonight and will be holding a medical/dental clinic in two villages in the region. I will try and update you more about this week but right now I can can't keep the sweat from my eyes enough to type.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love you and appreciate your prayers and concerns. To God be the glory!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lewis  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;April 12-14, &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Paths don’t have signs&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The tickle in my throat the past few days has now become a concern to me. I can feel a tightness in my chest and in general don’t feel too great. I tried to write it off as just being tired from the long road trip.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ely, Edson and I spent most of the afternoon going down roads and paths that jarred every bone in your body, but thus is our mission field. The weather is hot and humid and you are thankful for a breeze of any kind. Makes you wish you were here I know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After unloading the supplies at Piedra Partida, we drove to La Montania to make sure we were all on the same page concerning the clinics. The road there was very rough and we knew now that our van couldn’t travel it next week. We would have to make other plans to transport the team.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have never seen so much dirt and dust. It is the dry season and is very dry this time of year. April is to Guatemala like our July in the states.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After leaving there we spent about an hour or so trying to find a piece of property in an area that I have not been before and cannot remember it’s name. A new church has started there and the believers have out grown the home where they are meeting. Someone has loaned them a piece of property and they will build a make shift wood and old tin building to meet in. We were delivering wood and tin that used to house the church at Catarina.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did you know that paths don’t have names or signs? Was it the sixth or seventh path on the right.......I think we took them all before reaching the dedicated spot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Church members were waiting there for us to help unload the supplies. They seem excited to have a building even if it was to be of old tin and wood on borrowed property.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Land in the area to build a church building will cost $4000 and the building another $10K, just in case you are interested.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of Catarina! I wish I could show you the pictures of it now! It is finished except for the floor, stucco, windows and doors. For those of you who worked on it you will not believe how well it turned out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, it’s late in the day and we have missed lunch somehow......must be the heat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went straight to bed, with a slight fever after supper and didn’t wake for 12 hours. I stayed in bed most of the day on &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Monda&lt;/span&gt;y, I know we men are wimps when it comes to being sick. My energy is sapped and there is an infection in my chest so I broke into my emergency Z Pack, antibiotics, I always carry. I really hate being sick especially 2400 miles away from home. I felt like I was in an old Bogart movie, it was hot and the small fan sitting on the window seal is blowing gently. Oh well, maybe I was hallucinating.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Tuesday&lt;/span&gt; morning, I felt better, we loaded the truck and headed for Guatemala City. I tried to sleep in the back seat of the truck but the Pan American Highway can bounce you around like a ball with too much air. It is very rough and there are always sudden unexpected stops due to the way they drive down here. There simply are no rules.&lt;br /&gt;By evening we were at Ely’s home,and I can tell the prayers and antibiotics are working. Thanks so much once again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Wednesda&lt;/span&gt;y morning, It’s a new day! Getting my feet back under me now and the congestion in my chest is breaking up. I have been trying to get an internet connection all morning but the culprit is Ely’s internet server. It seems his service works only about half of the time. No competition leads to bad service here in GUA. If and when it comes on I will email and update the web http://whenwillwecry.blogspot.com with some pictures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Thursday&lt;/span&gt;, Ely, Eduardo and I ran out to buy some tarpaulins and rope. Afterwards, we swung by the bus place where we are renting a bus to transport the team. We felt this is better and safer than renting another van. &lt;br /&gt;I am always amazed how it takes all day to do a few errands here in the city. Four million people, not enough roads, and city buses blowing black smoke daring you to get in their way, but this is a way of life in Guatemala City.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Friday&lt;/span&gt;, I actually may survive to live another week or so. Feeling much better, I walked down to the pint size gym at the bottom of the hill. I have been there a couple of times in the past and it’s always good to see these Guatemalan muscle heads again. The place has some improvements and they had purchased two more 45 pound plates, now there are six!. Some of you just won’t understand.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Who can complain anyway. It cost a whole 10Q, a buck thirty for me to work out there. The old make shift equipment did the job and an hour later I hoofed it back home. Still kind of strange having to go through locked gates and armed security just to get back into the subdivision but such is life in Guatemala City.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got back just in time to go and buy sandwich supplies for the team. So back out in the traffic madness we go. Have you ever seen four lanes become eight or ten? You gotta come to Guatemala! It happens all the time here. &lt;br /&gt;Three stops and 4 hours later we had enough sandwich supplies to last only two days for the team. Wheat bread just hasn’t caught on down here yet. Feeding 40 people three meals a day is going to test us a bit but God is in control so everything will be fine.....I hope. (Big gulp.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow, we pack the suppiles, load the trailer, meet up with the nine interperters and head to the airport. Oh yeah, we need to buy some rope. This could turn into a crisis. The bus we rented is suppose to meet us at the airport at high noon. The team arrives at 11:30, hopefully, and maybe we can be on the road by 12:30. I will fill you in tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;Thanks again for your prayers,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lewis&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7006657568573565401-4235464400668482417?l=whenwillwecry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whenwillwecry.blogspot.com/feeds/4235464400668482417/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7006657568573565401&amp;postID=4235464400668482417&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7006657568573565401/posts/default/4235464400668482417'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7006657568573565401/posts/default/4235464400668482417'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whenwillwecry.blogspot.com/2009/04/paths-dont-have-signs.html' title='Paths Don&apos;t Have Signs'/><author><name>When Will We Cry?</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01479276223112977024</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E5cWo3i9mPU/S9DxWOTbBeI/AAAAAAAAA80/EHIYlHEuPoQ/S220/WWWCY+Twitter+Profile.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7006657568573565401.post-6142694683777151468</id><published>2009-03-30T21:20:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-03-30T22:55:17.584-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Mars Hill Baptist Crusade in Guasave, MX</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-ea2c12c678b622fe" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" 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Cry?</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01479276223112977024</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E5cWo3i9mPU/S9DxWOTbBeI/AAAAAAAAA80/EHIYlHEuPoQ/S220/WWWCY+Twitter+Profile.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7006657568573565401.post-9162717371657070447</id><published>2009-03-24T22:59:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-03-30T19:56:33.156-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Guasave, MX with Mars Hill Baptist Church</title><content type='html'>The trip to Mexico was pretty much uneventful. There were no security issues and our flights to Tucson went well. As we waited on David Cecena, a young Mexican pastor from Guasave, to come and pick us up, Vance Jack broke out his banjo and Gary Kilburn an acoustic guitar. Soon we had a small gathering and an old fashion worship time outside on the sidewalk of the airport in Tucson.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E5cWo3i9mPU/SdFpKGPgIJI/AAAAAAAAAoQ/ahhF1tSPACg/s1600-h/P1000597.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E5cWo3i9mPU/SdFpKGPgIJI/AAAAAAAAAoQ/ahhF1tSPACg/s200/P1000597.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319148257096507538" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before we left TN we said that we weren’t going on this trip to have fun but we would have fun going. Some might even call this fun on fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pastor David Cecena arrived with his nephew and it took 3 trips to get all of us and our luggage to the bus station, but we made it there in one piece. After a hiccup or two, we boarded the bus for Guasave, MX at 8 PM. This would be a 12 hour ride. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;About the time we got settled in, we were at the border and had to unload. I’m still not sure why because we just walked through a line and pushed a button and as long as the light turned green we could pass and get back on the bus. No passports or luggage was checked nor was there anything special about the button we had to push. The green light lit up for us all and we thanked the Lord and boarded the bus once again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I woke around 1AM wishing it was much later. Some slept well, others not at all. I catnapped most of the night. At 6AM traffic came to a stand still. There were some disgruntled truckers who had blocked the road. I was glad that we were far back in the pack, and other than being delayed for one hour we had no problems. I had seen these sort of things turn violent before and wanted no part with these truckers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We arrived in Los Mochis at 8AM only to find out that our hotel rooms in Guasave had been cancelled and they had no others. My first reaction......well, let’s move on to my second reaction. Perhaps God had other plans for us in making the one hour drive to and from Guasave each day. Besides we got much better accommodations in Los Mochis and it even has a weight room! Doing mission work and pumping iron, life doesn’t get any better than this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At 4PM we headed down to Guasave to check out the crusade sight and do some impromptu worship to see what happened.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E5cWo3i9mPU/SdFp60v6F8I/AAAAAAAAAoY/TCwNn7j9gVg/s1600-h/HPIM0537.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E5cWo3i9mPU/SdFp60v6F8I/AAAAAAAAAoY/TCwNn7j9gVg/s200/HPIM0537.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319149094214178754" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As we arrrived at Guasave there was much excitement in the air. We walked the streets praying and inviting people to the crusade. Tomorrow we will do that again, set up the stage and sound system and pray everything works. We know it will because our Lord is in control. The crusade will be 5 PM nightly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks so much for your prayers,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lewis&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7006657568573565401-9162717371657070447?l=whenwillwecry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whenwillwecry.blogspot.com/feeds/9162717371657070447/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7006657568573565401&amp;postID=9162717371657070447&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7006657568573565401/posts/default/9162717371657070447'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7006657568573565401/posts/default/9162717371657070447'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whenwillwecry.blogspot.com/2009/03/guasave-mx-with-mars-hill-baptist.html' title='Guasave, MX with Mars Hill Baptist Church'/><author><name>When Will We Cry?</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01479276223112977024</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E5cWo3i9mPU/S9DxWOTbBeI/AAAAAAAAA80/EHIYlHEuPoQ/S220/WWWCY+Twitter+Profile.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E5cWo3i9mPU/SdFpKGPgIJI/AAAAAAAAAoQ/ahhF1tSPACg/s72-c/P1000597.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7006657568573565401.post-1521199722951288051</id><published>2009-03-21T08:53:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-03-21T12:38:59.891-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The Burger King or Queen Mentality</title><content type='html'>There is a story that comes up in Guatemala every now and then about a princess who once came on a mission trip. Not a real one of course but more like one self proclaimed.  Reminds me of what we used to say about "puppy love."  It may not be real but it is to the puppies.&lt;br /&gt;The concept of missions, self denial and serving seemed to be a bit cloudy in her mind when she arrived, but as one might imagine, reality, with a little help, did set in by weeks end.&lt;br /&gt;We have all heard of the "Burger King" mentality. You know the '"Have it your way!" slogan. &lt;br /&gt;From time to time I have been known to get on a proverbial "soap box" or two, even though it is not proven good for ones health. Upon one of the so called "soap boxes" I have mentioned the "BK" mentality. You see if you want to always have everything your own way, that is not Christianity but self- centeredness and selfishness. If one chooses this path, I would say, then go down to "BK" and get you one of those paper crowns. Just remember that when the first storm of life comes along, the paper crown is going to blow away and you'll be left with nothing. &lt;br /&gt;Contrast that to a life totally surrendered to our Lord. Just as the cross is a sign of submission the "towel" is a sign of service, the example given in John 13.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E5cWo3i9mPU/ScUhkLXd5rI/AAAAAAAAAoI/iKBSBFssMUM/s1600-h/SL380711.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 148px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E5cWo3i9mPU/ScUhkLXd5rI/AAAAAAAAAoI/iKBSBFssMUM/s200/SL380711.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315691840590964402" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, the ladies from Oakland Baptist decided to have a little fun with me over the "crown" deal. I didn't mind because as hard as they had worked all week they deserved to be a princess for a day.&lt;br /&gt;On Monday, I leave with eleven others form our church for Mexico. We will be on a bus for 14 to 16 hours Monday night into Tuesday morning. Wednesday thru Friday we will be going door to door inviting those to come to our crusade each evening. Friday night at 9PM we will once again make the bus trip back to Tucson,AZ.&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for praying,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lewis&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7006657568573565401-1521199722951288051?l=whenwillwecry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whenwillwecry.blogspot.com/feeds/1521199722951288051/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7006657568573565401&amp;postID=1521199722951288051&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7006657568573565401/posts/default/1521199722951288051'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7006657568573565401/posts/default/1521199722951288051'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whenwillwecry.blogspot.com/2009/03/burger-king-or-queen-mentality.html' title='The Burger King or Queen Mentality'/><author><name>When Will We Cry?</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01479276223112977024</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E5cWo3i9mPU/S9DxWOTbBeI/AAAAAAAAA80/EHIYlHEuPoQ/S220/WWWCY+Twitter+Profile.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E5cWo3i9mPU/ScUhkLXd5rI/AAAAAAAAAoI/iKBSBFssMUM/s72-c/SL380711.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7006657568573565401.post-2180383648907669916</id><published>2009-03-15T20:40:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2009-03-15T21:29:37.484-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 1 for Oakland Baptist Church in Guatemala</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E5cWo3i9mPU/Sb2wLCYazZI/AAAAAAAAAnY/d9oZdJz6GDo/s1600-h/P1000538.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E5cWo3i9mPU/Sb2wLCYazZI/AAAAAAAAAnY/d9oZdJz6GDo/s200/P1000538.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313596839031393682" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Monday&lt;/span&gt;, we rose early, with the chickens literally. The roosters at Piedra Partida began crowing around 3AM giving us ample time to pray before rising. I fear most of our prayers were geared toward the demise of those feathered friends though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E5cWo3i9mPU/Sb2wLvg0M-I/AAAAAAAAAng/hcm_wF6xFAw/s1600-h/P1000536.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E5cWo3i9mPU/Sb2wLvg0M-I/AAAAAAAAAng/hcm_wF6xFAw/s200/P1000536.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313596851146208226" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By 6 AM David Hodges, Darrell Ogle and Jay Delk had begun working with the steel. Decorative steel art will provides security over the windows on the newer dormitory. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E5cWo3i9mPU/Sb2xmkPKbMI/AAAAAAAAAno/3kXBnRb56Jc/s1600-h/DSCN7217.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 190px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E5cWo3i9mPU/Sb2xmkPKbMI/AAAAAAAAAno/3kXBnRb56Jc/s200/DSCN7217.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313598411487472834" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don Williams, Edurado and I began breaking the old concrete out of the bridge so we could pour a new one in a day or two. The ladies began cleaning out the storage bodega to clean, paint and organize. The work went very well and much had been accomplished before breakfast.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E5cWo3i9mPU/Sb2yRYhAEEI/AAAAAAAAAnw/ITnmcEiQrvA/s1600-h/IMGP0689.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 166px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E5cWo3i9mPU/Sb2yRYhAEEI/AAAAAAAAAnw/ITnmcEiQrvA/s200/IMGP0689.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313599147075440706" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As the heat index rose our bodies moved a bit slower but the team continued working hard until lunch. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E5cWo3i9mPU/Sb20M_p1anI/AAAAAAAAAn4/iZtHTJikqJs/s1600-h/SL380405.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 156px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E5cWo3i9mPU/Sb20M_p1anI/AAAAAAAAAn4/iZtHTJikqJs/s200/SL380405.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313601270705384050" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After lunch, we prepared for the afternoon VBS that would be held at the church in San Antonio. Part of this team had helped dig and pour the foundation for this church building four years ago and had not been back since. They were glad to see the progress.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E5cWo3i9mPU/Sb24KngFsjI/AAAAAAAAAoA/_9VaFReetYE/s1600-h/P1000510.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E5cWo3i9mPU/Sb24KngFsjI/AAAAAAAAAoA/_9VaFReetYE/s200/P1000510.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313605627908829746" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Upon arrival there were only around twenty five children present but as the start time neared around seventy were in attendance. We praised God for the behavior of these children and the opportunity to serve Him here. &lt;br /&gt;The VBS went very well. The children sang and colored and then listened intently to the Bible story, of Shadrach, Meshach and Abednego, told by Melanie Livesay. We finished and headed back to the dorm around 6:00PM. It was already noticeable that a large piece of our hearts would remain in this community when it was time to leave.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7006657568573565401-2180383648907669916?l=whenwillwecry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whenwillwecry.blogspot.com/feeds/2180383648907669916/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7006657568573565401&amp;postID=2180383648907669916&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7006657568573565401/posts/default/2180383648907669916'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7006657568573565401/posts/default/2180383648907669916'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whenwillwecry.blogspot.com/2009/03/on-monday-we-rose-early-with-chickens.html' title='Day 1 for Oakland Baptist Church in Guatemala'/><author><name>When Will We Cry?</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01479276223112977024</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E5cWo3i9mPU/S9DxWOTbBeI/AAAAAAAAA80/EHIYlHEuPoQ/S220/WWWCY+Twitter+Profile.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E5cWo3i9mPU/Sb2wLCYazZI/AAAAAAAAAnY/d9oZdJz6GDo/s72-c/P1000538.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7006657568573565401.post-3236299700469237310</id><published>2009-03-15T14:21:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2009-03-15T20:39:45.482-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 2 for Oakland Baptist Church</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E5cWo3i9mPU/Sb1Xez4pAjI/AAAAAAAAAmw/TZXrnKBv9uc/s1600-h/SL380394.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E5cWo3i9mPU/Sb1Xez4pAjI/AAAAAAAAAmw/TZXrnKBv9uc/s200/SL380394.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313499322202522162" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Tuesday&lt;/span&gt;, our morning was much the same except eleven pastors would be blessed with some food purchased by Oakland Baptist Church. It didn’t take the team long to divide and prepare the corn, beans, rice, sugar, salt and cooking oil. Each pastor would receive enough food to feed his family for one month! Some of the team members were amazed  at how this modest sum of food compared to our grocery shopping carts at home. These are people who know how to get by with little.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ely shared how they might feed their families when they had no food or money to buy food with. He said that coffee would be prepared with some sugar, and old or “twice cooked” tortillas would be crumbled to make a sort of soup. This would suffice hunger until they had more. I prayed, “Lord, forgive us for what we take so much for granted.” &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E5cWo3i9mPU/Sb1X9_aiLnI/AAAAAAAAAm4/0SUB1XgaAuA/s1600-h/DSCN7285.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 84px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E5cWo3i9mPU/Sb1X9_aiLnI/AAAAAAAAAm4/0SUB1XgaAuA/s200/DSCN7285.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313499857873415794" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the pastors received their food we prayed together and help them load their blessing. As always, we received more than was given.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E5cWo3i9mPU/Sb1YvgRos9I/AAAAAAAAAnA/aLcqz2lv-Bs/s1600-h/IMGP0571.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E5cWo3i9mPU/Sb1YvgRos9I/AAAAAAAAAnA/aLcqz2lv-Bs/s200/IMGP0571.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313500708508054482" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The sun is very hot today and the team is working hard. It is a blessing serve and to be here among these very humble people. The ladies finished painting and we organized the storage bodega. Soon it was time for VBS again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E5cWo3i9mPU/Sb2rS0qQ8xI/AAAAAAAAAnI/kpaIbZ6oUn4/s1600-h/P1000541.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 105px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E5cWo3i9mPU/Sb2rS0qQ8xI/AAAAAAAAAnI/kpaIbZ6oUn4/s200/P1000541.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313591475228963602" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ninety three children showed up today for the Bible school. They were nearly over come with excitement and anticipation. Melanie shared, in a wonderful way, the story of God’s creation and the fall of man in the garden of Eden.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E5cWo3i9mPU/Sb2tuJbnNZI/AAAAAAAAAnQ/p_iC3wEoAGI/s1600-h/DSC01227.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 198px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E5cWo3i9mPU/Sb2tuJbnNZI/AAAAAAAAAnQ/p_iC3wEoAGI/s200/DSC01227.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313594143684375954" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Donnie and I left VBS early to come back and help pour the new bridge at the dormitory. Some clouds helped cool the evening air so the temp dropped into the low nineties. We mixed and poured some  twenty yards of concrete and finished the bridge just in time for supper.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our prayers concerning one of the roosters was answered. We dined on barbequed rooster and rice this evening and it was a very tasty meal. One less rooster crowing at 3 AM tomorrow morning.....I doubt it will really make much difference but just the thought of having one less to crow gives a little peace of mind.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7006657568573565401-3236299700469237310?l=whenwillwecry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whenwillwecry.blogspot.com/feeds/3236299700469237310/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7006657568573565401&amp;postID=3236299700469237310&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7006657568573565401/posts/default/3236299700469237310'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7006657568573565401/posts/default/3236299700469237310'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whenwillwecry.blogspot.com/2009/03/day-2-for-oakland-baptist-church.html' title='Day 2 for Oakland Baptist Church'/><author><name>When Will We Cry?</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01479276223112977024</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E5cWo3i9mPU/S9DxWOTbBeI/AAAAAAAAA80/EHIYlHEuPoQ/S220/WWWCY+Twitter+Profile.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E5cWo3i9mPU/Sb1Xez4pAjI/AAAAAAAAAmw/TZXrnKBv9uc/s72-c/SL380394.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7006657568573565401.post-36375246193532709</id><published>2009-03-15T13:46:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2009-03-16T12:36:59.119-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 3 for Oakland Baptist in Guatemala</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E5cWo3i9mPU/Sb1UjY8frAI/AAAAAAAAAmg/xqNpSz8IcrE/s1600-h/DSCF0779.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E5cWo3i9mPU/Sb1UjY8frAI/AAAAAAAAAmg/xqNpSz8IcrE/s200/DSCF0779.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313496102335392770" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Wednesday&lt;/span&gt;, would be our last day of Bible School. The children arrived early, sat in their chairs and patiently waited for the activities to began. The team shared the story of Jesus and Pastor Antonio  explained to the children just how holy God is, and because of sin entering the world through Adam, how God sent His only Son for the remission of sin. There was an overwhelming response by the children to the gospel. We trust God with the decisions that were made and know that we are leaving them in the hands of the local church at San Antonio. All glory to our Lord and Savior, Christ Jesus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E5cWo3i9mPU/Sb1U8Z3pvEI/AAAAAAAAAmo/3p6c6kj044k/s1600-h/P1000570.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 170px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E5cWo3i9mPU/Sb1U8Z3pvEI/AAAAAAAAAmo/3p6c6kj044k/s200/P1000570.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313496532080245826" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After VBS we drove to the beach and watched the sun set. Another blessing of our Lord’s creation. We also dropped by the church at Limocintos to bless and encourage the pastor and believers there. Another day in Paradise......I was ready for my cold shower and some sleep.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7006657568573565401-36375246193532709?l=whenwillwecry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whenwillwecry.blogspot.com/feeds/36375246193532709/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7006657568573565401&amp;postID=36375246193532709&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7006657568573565401/posts/default/36375246193532709'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7006657568573565401/posts/default/36375246193532709'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whenwillwecry.blogspot.com/2009/03/wednesday-would-be-our-last-day-of.html' title='Day 3 for Oakland Baptist in Guatemala'/><author><name>When Will We Cry?</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01479276223112977024</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E5cWo3i9mPU/S9DxWOTbBeI/AAAAAAAAA80/EHIYlHEuPoQ/S220/WWWCY+Twitter+Profile.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E5cWo3i9mPU/Sb1UjY8frAI/AAAAAAAAAmg/xqNpSz8IcrE/s72-c/DSCF0779.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7006657568573565401.post-4302129549185452567</id><published>2009-03-15T13:35:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-03-15T13:45:14.130-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 4 for the Team from Oakland Baptist</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E5cWo3i9mPU/Sb1MmJPeCOI/AAAAAAAAAmI/zXgJxnKyNpw/s1600-h/DSCF0129.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E5cWo3i9mPU/Sb1MmJPeCOI/AAAAAAAAAmI/zXgJxnKyNpw/s200/DSCF0129.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313487353566595298" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Thursday&lt;/span&gt;, we rose early once again. David Hodges and the guys continued to work in the steel until breakfast. After we ate and had our devotion, we drove to the mountains visiting churches at Palo Gordo, Ojo de Agua and Bethania. The mountain air was fresh and pleasant feeling. We arrived back at the dormitory at 3PM and the team wasted no time finishing the work and tying up any loose ends.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7006657568573565401-4302129549185452567?l=whenwillwecry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whenwillwecry.blogspot.com/feeds/4302129549185452567/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7006657568573565401&amp;postID=4302129549185452567&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7006657568573565401/posts/default/4302129549185452567'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7006657568573565401/posts/default/4302129549185452567'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whenwillwecry.blogspot.com/2009/03/day-4-for-team-from-oakland-baptist.html' title='Day 4 for the Team from Oakland Baptist'/><author><name>When Will We Cry?</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01479276223112977024</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E5cWo3i9mPU/S9DxWOTbBeI/AAAAAAAAA80/EHIYlHEuPoQ/S220/WWWCY+Twitter+Profile.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E5cWo3i9mPU/Sb1MmJPeCOI/AAAAAAAAAmI/zXgJxnKyNpw/s72-c/DSCF0129.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7006657568573565401.post-4908341567849459320</id><published>2009-02-27T22:39:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2009-02-28T00:11:33.649-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Feb 14 - 21 Guatemala Presentation</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-a4bc9cf26ae96696" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v11.nonxt2.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Da4bc9cf26ae96696%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330446520%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D81AA460F98468A22796F272B7FCE48A37932D960.41CD46836956B4072AA599FC2B726E6822C45060%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Da4bc9cf26ae96696%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DIl8pRzyUq_3lDcJ5Urhpk6fuHP8&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v11.nonxt2.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Da4bc9cf26ae96696%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330446520%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D81AA460F98468A22796F272B7FCE48A37932D960.41CD46836956B4072AA599FC2B726E6822C45060%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Da4bc9cf26ae96696%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DIl8pRzyUq_3lDcJ5Urhpk6fuHP8&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7006657568573565401-4908341567849459320?l=whenwillwecry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=bd535f22ba7ce098&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whenwillwecry.blogspot.com/feeds/4908341567849459320/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7006657568573565401&amp;postID=4908341567849459320&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7006657568573565401/posts/default/4908341567849459320'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7006657568573565401/posts/default/4908341567849459320'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whenwillwecry.blogspot.com/2009/02/feb-14-21-guatemala-presentation.html' title='Feb 14 - 21 Guatemala Presentation'/><author><name>When Will We Cry?</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01479276223112977024</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E5cWo3i9mPU/S9DxWOTbBeI/AAAAAAAAA80/EHIYlHEuPoQ/S220/WWWCY+Twitter+Profile.png'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7006657568573565401.post-253785183782802385</id><published>2009-02-27T16:53:00.008-06:00</published><updated>2009-02-27T17:27:29.084-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Ojo de Agua, Day 4, VBS at El Parariso</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E5cWo3i9mPU/SahyN2x6UVI/AAAAAAAAAlo/WhS4WXlL-rY/s1600-h/Lewis+091.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E5cWo3i9mPU/SahyN2x6UVI/AAAAAAAAAlo/WhS4WXlL-rY/s200/Lewis+091.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307617743224852818" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thursday, we gave out more bags of food, packed and loaded the trailer. We wanted to be ready to head off the mountain as soon as the Bible School ended.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E5cWo3i9mPU/Sahy8_zP1yI/AAAAAAAAAlw/DiPaxQWfUZw/s1600-h/Joyce+2+020.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 134px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E5cWo3i9mPU/Sahy8_zP1yI/AAAAAAAAAlw/DiPaxQWfUZw/s200/Joyce+2+020.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307618553100228386" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Two hundred and twenty five children showed up for VBS! WOW! A bit over whelmed at first, the team, did a great job and pulled everything together. You could have heard a pin drop when the puppet show began. I was amazed at their attentivness. By days end some 50 children responded to the gospel and many, many lives were touched by God’s grace and mercy. The team had done an outstanding job.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E5cWo3i9mPU/Sah10FqggsI/AAAAAAAAAl4/Z1Y3gMHUSCQ/s1600-h/Joanne+529.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 133px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E5cWo3i9mPU/Sah10FqggsI/AAAAAAAAAl4/Z1Y3gMHUSCQ/s200/Joanne+529.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307621698590245570" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As we headed out the people lined the dusty roads and waved good bye. Their gracious, gratitude touched our hearts. We headed off the mountain a bit weary but blessed beyond measure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks again for your prayers and financial support! I head back to Guatemala Saturday, February 28, keeping the skies hot!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ALL for HIS glory.......Lewis and Donna&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7006657568573565401-253785183782802385?l=whenwillwecry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whenwillwecry.blogspot.com/feeds/253785183782802385/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7006657568573565401&amp;postID=253785183782802385&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7006657568573565401/posts/default/253785183782802385'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7006657568573565401/posts/default/253785183782802385'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whenwillwecry.blogspot.com/2009/02/day-4-at.html' title='Ojo de Agua, Day 4, VBS at El Parariso'/><author><name>When Will We Cry?</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01479276223112977024</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E5cWo3i9mPU/S9DxWOTbBeI/AAAAAAAAA80/EHIYlHEuPoQ/S220/WWWCY+Twitter+Profile.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E5cWo3i9mPU/SahyN2x6UVI/AAAAAAAAAlo/WhS4WXlL-rY/s72-c/Lewis+091.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7006657568573565401.post-2642381593709018296</id><published>2009-02-26T21:12:00.006-06:00</published><updated>2009-02-26T21:40:44.416-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Ojo de Agua, Day 2 and 3</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E5cWo3i9mPU/SadbXk7JEEI/AAAAAAAAAk4/sV-FkYQHW6Y/s1600-h/Joyce+093.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 134px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E5cWo3i9mPU/SadbXk7JEEI/AAAAAAAAAk4/sV-FkYQHW6Y/s200/Joyce+093.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307311146486272066" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tuesday, we opted not to take the new road again to Llano Grande. Instead, we would take the road where we would have to walk the last mile or two. The terrain was steep. Going in we knew it would be a difficult hike out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E5cWo3i9mPU/SadgWSWTzBI/AAAAAAAAAlg/hSjJHIP009U/s1600-h/DSCF0163.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E5cWo3i9mPU/SadgWSWTzBI/AAAAAAAAAlg/hSjJHIP009U/s200/DSCF0163.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307316621878217746" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Bible School went very smooth today. The gospel was wonderfully presented and there was a brokenness in some of the children as they responded. We will trust God with the out come. Since there is no church there a Christian lady who has been leading a Bible study there took all of their names and will follow up with their families.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E5cWo3i9mPU/Sadcxcf8wSI/AAAAAAAAAlI/k1y6VUy8_Sw/s1600-h/Lewis+027.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E5cWo3i9mPU/Sadcxcf8wSI/AAAAAAAAAlI/k1y6VUy8_Sw/s200/Lewis+027.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307312690412962082" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The team had prepared gift bags and the children were so very excited. We have never received so many hugs and thank yous before.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E5cWo3i9mPU/SaddadjvgEI/AAAAAAAAAlQ/dgf-z5g4Pq8/s1600-h/Joyce+105.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 134px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E5cWo3i9mPU/SaddadjvgEI/AAAAAAAAAlQ/dgf-z5g4Pq8/s200/Joyce+105.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307313395071942722" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We prayed with the other believers there, and packed our things. The hike out was very steep and difficult. The air was thin so we paced ourselves, but even then we struggled to make the climb. Finally, with glad hearts, we reached our vehicles. Praise God for another wonderful day. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now if we can only find some warm water to bath in. I washed my head this morning with the cold mountain water. It was almost more than I could stand. Hot water, one of life’s little things we take for granted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of the Pastors’ sons of Ojo de Agua had a shower with a heater to warm the water. What a blessing it was to clean up with warm water.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wednesday morning we drove over to El Paraiso, “The Paradise”. I often wonder who comes up with these names, but you know what they say, One mans trash is another mans treasure. It wasn’t really that bad, we have seen much worse poverty. This was the first missionary team to go to this village.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The team blessed the pastor there, as well as two very poor families, with some beans, corn, sugar and cooking oil. They were very gracious and thankful. The children became very excited over some old “McDonald’s” toy’s that Keith Mattox had collected from home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E5cWo3i9mPU/Sade0azJ1pI/AAAAAAAAAlY/UZ2hN7vvnPs/s1600-h/Lewis+072.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E5cWo3i9mPU/Sade0azJ1pI/AAAAAAAAAlY/UZ2hN7vvnPs/s200/Lewis+072.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307314940519503506" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One hundred and sixty eight children came to the Bible School at El Paraiso. We got all of their pictures made and most of them printed by the time it ended at 5pm. The team did a great job leading the kids in songs and having a puppet show. Edson and Edurado along with Ely made sure everything ran smoothly and Ely shared the creation story.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7006657568573565401-2642381593709018296?l=whenwillwecry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whenwillwecry.blogspot.com/feeds/2642381593709018296/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7006657568573565401&amp;postID=2642381593709018296&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7006657568573565401/posts/default/2642381593709018296'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7006657568573565401/posts/default/2642381593709018296'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whenwillwecry.blogspot.com/2009/02/ojo-de-agua-day-2-and-3.html' title='Ojo de Agua, Day 2 and 3'/><author><name>When Will We Cry?</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01479276223112977024</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E5cWo3i9mPU/S9DxWOTbBeI/AAAAAAAAA80/EHIYlHEuPoQ/S220/WWWCY+Twitter+Profile.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E5cWo3i9mPU/SadbXk7JEEI/AAAAAAAAAk4/sV-FkYQHW6Y/s72-c/Joyce+093.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7006657568573565401.post-1128566999093127104</id><published>2009-02-23T13:48:00.011-06:00</published><updated>2009-02-23T19:31:14.430-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 1 at Ojo de Agua, Guatemala</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E5cWo3i9mPU/SaL_8rdoKkI/AAAAAAAAAkQ/w--YaoaI-Og/s1600-h/Lewis+018.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E5cWo3i9mPU/SaL_8rdoKkI/AAAAAAAAAkQ/w--YaoaI-Og/s200/Lewis+018.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306084728920091202" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Monday morning, we left Piedra Partida and drove to the mountains arriving at Ojo de Agua (Eye of Water), a small village, 8000 feet above sea level, close to San Marcos City. We would set up camp there in Sunday School rooms of one of Ely’s churches there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E5cWo3i9mPU/SaMCZyGoOSI/AAAAAAAAAkY/P4ZCrUMy5Ww/s1600-h/Keith+120.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E5cWo3i9mPU/SaMCZyGoOSI/AAAAAAAAAkY/P4ZCrUMy5Ww/s200/Keith+120.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306087427942136098" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt; After lunch we loaded the jeep and 4x4 truck and drove to Llano Grande (Big Valley). I’m still looking for the valley, it was straight up and straight down all the way.  We received news that there was a new road we could take and not have to do any walking. Four of us rode in the back of the truck while the others rode up front and in the Jeep.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E5cWo3i9mPU/SaME7DDY8JI/AAAAAAAAAkg/X5EXWJdfDtg/s1600-h/Donald%27s+006.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E5cWo3i9mPU/SaME7DDY8JI/AAAAAAAAAkg/X5EXWJdfDtg/s200/Donald%27s+006.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306090198450892946" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt; The new road was adventurous, to say the least. It was very steep in places and barely wide enough for one vehicle to pass. The newly cut ground, was a bit loose in some places, also making the terrain difficult. Twice we had to push the 4x4 truck in the loose dirt. The air was thin making this task even harder. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E5cWo3i9mPU/SaMFv_Eb16I/AAAAAAAAAko/49j6BAiqpts/s1600-h/Cindy%27s+072.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E5cWo3i9mPU/SaMFv_Eb16I/AAAAAAAAAko/49j6BAiqpts/s200/Cindy%27s+072.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306091107914602402" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We crossed one bridge with only inches to spare on either side. I was beginning to wonder if taking this new road was really a good idea. Soon we found a better road and the sides were lined with many people cheering for us. These were awaiting our arrival. My last count we had twenty one riding in the back of the truck with us!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E5cWo3i9mPU/SaNNnbKbZ1I/AAAAAAAAAkw/0WmdygpqWeM/s1600-h/Donald%27s+020.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E5cWo3i9mPU/SaNNnbKbZ1I/AAAAAAAAAkw/0WmdygpqWeM/s200/Donald%27s+020.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306170125674309458" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Bible school went well with one hundred and seventy children present. By 5PM we made the journey back to Ojo de Agua arriving in time for supper      at 6:30. All in all it had been a good day.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7006657568573565401-1128566999093127104?l=whenwillwecry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whenwillwecry.blogspot.com/feeds/1128566999093127104/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7006657568573565401&amp;postID=1128566999093127104&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7006657568573565401/posts/default/1128566999093127104'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7006657568573565401/posts/default/1128566999093127104'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whenwillwecry.blogspot.com/2009/02/day-1-at-ojo-de-agua-guatemala.html' title='Day 1 at Ojo de Agua, Guatemala'/><author><name>When Will We Cry?</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01479276223112977024</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E5cWo3i9mPU/S9DxWOTbBeI/AAAAAAAAA80/EHIYlHEuPoQ/S220/WWWCY+Twitter+Profile.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E5cWo3i9mPU/SaL_8rdoKkI/AAAAAAAAAkQ/w--YaoaI-Og/s72-c/Lewis+018.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7006657568573565401.post-5290918636121770591</id><published>2009-02-10T12:03:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2009-02-10T13:23:34.939-06:00</updated><title type='text'>A LITTLE REST and RELAXATION</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E5cWo3i9mPU/SZHHJcSQvRI/AAAAAAAAAkA/91rgYOiK1W4/s1600-h/Aruba+view.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E5cWo3i9mPU/SZHHJcSQvRI/AAAAAAAAAkA/91rgYOiK1W4/s200/Aruba+view.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301237201417321746" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Donna and I recently had the privilege of joining friends, Bill and Jane Foster of Pulaski, TN, in Aruba for a vacation. Bill and Jane graciously shared their condo unit with us this past week as we enjoyed the Aruba sun and our time together.&lt;br /&gt;This was a great time, for Donna to rest from the demands of her job and for us to spend some time together before my travel schedule kicks into high gear once again. We also enjoyed meeting new friends in Aruba form Ohio, New York and Virginia. We look forward to corresponding more with them through out the year. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This Saturday, I'll head back to Guatemala with a team serving high in the mountains in San Marcos for one week. What a transition! From the Marriott resort in Aruba to the small rural villages in  Guatemala. While we are there we will provide for some basic needs for the people and hold Bibles Schools in the villages.&lt;br /&gt;My schedule will take me in and out of the country nearly every other week from now until June. We are so grateful for the opportunity to serve in our Lord's work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please continue to remember our labors in prayer. We are thankful to count you as friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lewis and Donna&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7006657568573565401-5290918636121770591?l=whenwillwecry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whenwillwecry.blogspot.com/feeds/5290918636121770591/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7006657568573565401&amp;postID=5290918636121770591&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7006657568573565401/posts/default/5290918636121770591'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7006657568573565401/posts/default/5290918636121770591'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whenwillwecry.blogspot.com/2009/02/little-rest-and-relaxation.html' title='A LITTLE REST and RELAXATION'/><author><name>When Will We Cry?</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01479276223112977024</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E5cWo3i9mPU/S9DxWOTbBeI/AAAAAAAAA80/EHIYlHEuPoQ/S220/WWWCY+Twitter+Profile.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E5cWo3i9mPU/SZHHJcSQvRI/AAAAAAAAAkA/91rgYOiK1W4/s72-c/Aruba+view.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7006657568573565401.post-7468434840457570483</id><published>2009-01-24T20:33:00.006-06:00</published><updated>2009-08-20T09:29:47.964-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Journal'/><title type='text'>Food for Thought</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E5cWo3i9mPU/So1d1Mu7FqI/AAAAAAAAAwI/nrMKICzee5c/s1600-h/SCAN0027.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 120px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E5cWo3i9mPU/So1d1Mu7FqI/AAAAAAAAAwI/nrMKICzee5c/s200/SCAN0027.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372053099055355554" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To use a Charles Spurgeon analogy, if you put on one side of a room a steak dinner, with all of the fixings, from the best chef in Texas, and on the other side, a pig trough, filled with pig slop. If you released a pig in that room, every single time he would go to the pig trough.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why? Because he's a pig. It's what pigs do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, if the pig was supernaturally transformed into a human being, he would not want to eat from the pig trough any more, he can't even get close to the pig slop without vomiting, and so he'd choose the steak dinner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why? Because he's a human now. He's not a pig anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you are true believer, then that analogy has just described your conversion. When God supernaturally changed your will and desires from a sin loving and righteous hating pig, to a sin hating and righteous loving human.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Believers are not perfect, so every once in a while, the Christian may forget that he's no longer a pig, and go to eat from the pig trough. But as soon as he does, he'll want to vomit, and if anyone sees him eating from the pig trough, he's ashamed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why? Because he's not a pig anymore. Humans do not eat from pig troughs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now to develop the analogy further:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If someone claims they are a Christian, but they have little or no appetite for righteousness, and would rather live in sin, i.e. they have not much interest in going to the steak dinner, but would rather eat from the pig trough, then it's evident they're probably still a pig, as the evidence is showing their will and desires have not been changed by God, but rather that they are unregenerate and unconverted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As Jesus said "Every tree that does not bear good fruit is cut down and thrown into the fire. Thus you will recognize them by their fruits." Mt 7:19-20&lt;br /&gt;In others words don't pretend you're a Christian when your life is marked by a rebellion to God's will.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Being a bit of a porker most of my life, I praise God I'm no longer a pig.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lewis&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7006657568573565401-7468434840457570483?l=whenwillwecry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whenwillwecry.blogspot.com/feeds/7468434840457570483/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7006657568573565401&amp;postID=7468434840457570483&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7006657568573565401/posts/default/7468434840457570483'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7006657568573565401/posts/default/7468434840457570483'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whenwillwecry.blogspot.com/2009/01/food-for-thought.html' title='Food for Thought'/><author><name>When Will We Cry?</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01479276223112977024</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E5cWo3i9mPU/S9DxWOTbBeI/AAAAAAAAA80/EHIYlHEuPoQ/S220/WWWCY+Twitter+Profile.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E5cWo3i9mPU/So1d1Mu7FqI/AAAAAAAAAwI/nrMKICzee5c/s72-c/SCAN0027.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7006657568573565401.post-3814905742560202962</id><published>2009-01-18T20:15:00.010-06:00</published><updated>2009-01-26T10:58:54.833-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Journal'/><title type='text'>Weekend Travels</title><content type='html'>Saturday, Donna and I loaded up the wagon and headed south on old 43. Seemed like the logical thing to do since the temps were in the single digits at our house that morning. We drove down to Fayette, AL just 58 miles north of Tuscaloosa. A bit too close to that Crimson Tide for this Tennessee boy, but it was all in the name of our Lord's work.&lt;br /&gt;My cousin, Trah Anderson and his wife Dwan were gracious host allowing us to stay in their home. Their two sons, Logan, 6 years and Luke, 2 years, provided much entertainment and there was never a dull moment.&lt;br /&gt;We had the opportunity Saturday to go over and visit with Orie Knowlton and his wife Rosemary. Orie was with us in Guatemala this past October. After returning home he found he had five heart artery blockages and had bypass surgery in early December. He is doing well but still needs our prayers.&lt;br /&gt;That night we met up with some of the other guys from the mission team, along with their wives or significant others, for supper.&lt;br /&gt;After our meal and some fellowship Donna and I called it a night. I had started the day at 3:30 AM and was ready for bed.&lt;br /&gt;Sunday morning we drove over to Millport, AL where I had been invited to preach at New Covenant Baptist Church. The service went very well and after the service they presented us with a brand new trailer and 4 window air conditioners for our work in Guatemala.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E5cWo3i9mPU/SXPtpYLhI2I/AAAAAAAAAjw/jTJQRk165eM/s1600-h/1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 137px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E5cWo3i9mPU/SXPtpYLhI2I/AAAAAAAAAjw/jTJQRk165eM/s200/1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5292835282211644258" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pictured are Bruce Myers, Tommy and Laura Beth Gordon and Pastor Myers, Bruce's dad, and pastor of the church.&lt;br /&gt;We are so very grateful to these guys and the folks at New Covenant Baptist for all of their support.&lt;br /&gt;We made it home by 5 PM and I shared tonight with our church about all of the 2009 mission opportunities and challenged the people to pray and see where God would have them serve.&lt;br /&gt;THANK YOU ALL for your prayers and support. To God be the glory!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lewis&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7006657568573565401-3814905742560202962?l=whenwillwecry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whenwillwecry.blogspot.com/feeds/3814905742560202962/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7006657568573565401&amp;postID=3814905742560202962&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7006657568573565401/posts/default/3814905742560202962'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7006657568573565401/posts/default/3814905742560202962'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whenwillwecry.blogspot.com/2009/01/weekend-travels.html' title='Weekend Travels'/><author><name>When Will We Cry?</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01479276223112977024</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E5cWo3i9mPU/S9DxWOTbBeI/AAAAAAAAA80/EHIYlHEuPoQ/S220/WWWCY+Twitter+Profile.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E5cWo3i9mPU/SXPtpYLhI2I/AAAAAAAAAjw/jTJQRk165eM/s72-c/1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7006657568573565401.post-1234001911452180486</id><published>2009-01-16T20:06:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2009-01-16T21:20:27.238-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Just news.....</title><content type='html'>After returning from Guasave, MX on Thursday afternoon, Jan 8, Donna and I headed west for Arkansas Saturday morning. We stopped by Savannah, TN to see our good friends Bro. Will and Sharon McReynolds and daughter Sarah. Will serves as youth pastor at Sharon Baptist as well as coordinating there mission projects.&lt;br /&gt;After lunch and catching up a bit we pressed on toward AR. The folks at Wynne Baptist, Wynne, AR, have been a huge blessing to Donna and I and the work in Guatemala.&lt;br /&gt; Dr. Richard Tolland graciously carried us out to supper along with Bro. Mark Sandy, his wife Sheryl and daughter Sarah. Richard and Mark are heading up the Medical Team to Guatemala April 18-27.&lt;br /&gt;Sunday morning we met with Tim McNatt's Sunday School Class thanking them for being such a blessing to us. I shared about the progress in Guatemala as well as somethings God had placed on my heart. Lunch was "pot luck" at Tim and Shelly's house. We had a wonderful time being together.&lt;br /&gt;Apex Communications is a company Tim is a co-owner in. They own several AT&amp;T Wireless stores in AR, and at the end of 2008 they ran a promotion where a portion of their sales went to charity. When Will We Cry? was blessed to be one of the recipients and received a check for $2900.00! We praise God for Tim and Shelly and Apex Communications.&lt;br /&gt;At 3pm we had a missions meeting with the April medical team. We have around 20 going and much planning to do before April. By 5:30 Donna and I were on the road heading home. The Mexico bus trip was starting to wear on me but an energy drink sufficed and we made it home by 10pm.&lt;br /&gt;Things are coming together well concerning the road trip to Mexico and Guatemala. Tomorrow Donna and I will drive 3 hours south around Fayette, AL. We're going to get together with the mission team and I will be preaching at New Covenant Baptist Church in Milport, AL Sunday morning. New Covenant Church has purchased a trailer that we will be taking down to Guatemala when we make the trip in March or April.&lt;br /&gt;THANK YOU ALL for your prayers and financial support. Lord bless you and keep you as you obediently seek and serve.&lt;br /&gt;To HIM be ALL glory! PRAISE HIM! PRAISE HIM! PRAISE HIM! For He and He alone is worthy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lewis&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7006657568573565401-1234001911452180486?l=whenwillwecry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whenwillwecry.blogspot.com/feeds/1234001911452180486/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7006657568573565401&amp;postID=1234001911452180486&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7006657568573565401/posts/default/1234001911452180486'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7006657568573565401/posts/default/1234001911452180486'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whenwillwecry.blogspot.com/2009/01/just-news.html' title='Just news.....'/><author><name>When Will We Cry?</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01479276223112977024</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E5cWo3i9mPU/S9DxWOTbBeI/AAAAAAAAA80/EHIYlHEuPoQ/S220/WWWCY+Twitter+Profile.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7006657568573565401.post-2825323968923177770</id><published>2009-01-06T23:13:00.011-06:00</published><updated>2009-01-08T18:01:11.093-06:00</updated><title type='text'>WELCOME TO GUASAVE, MEXICO</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E5cWo3i9mPU/SWRAMhDS-OI/AAAAAAAAAjY/o9JqLqT01fo/s1600-h/P1000079.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 146px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E5cWo3i9mPU/SWRAMhDS-OI/AAAAAAAAAjY/o9JqLqT01fo/s200/P1000079.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288422446214609122" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, we finally made it to Guasave, Mexico! The 12 hour bus ride turned out to be 14 hours but it was tolerable, and the hospitality has been wonderful.&lt;br /&gt;We left Lawrenceburg at 3:30AM Monday and arrived here at 5AM, today, Tuesday. We stayed busy  today getting to know all about the new work that has been started here.&lt;br /&gt;The photo was taken across the street from the recreation area at University Village. This is the target area for the new church plant. From left to right is Carlos, a ministry student and web technitian, Steve Seaton, Campus Minister at Mars Hill Baptist, Pastor David, who will pastor the church, Amy (Ah-may), the community leader and myself.&lt;br /&gt;Pastor David and Pastor Marco are working hard to build relationships in the area as they share the gospel of our Lord. There is much excitement of all our Lord is doing there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E5cWo3i9mPU/SWTF2Ae230I/AAAAAAAAAjg/htGg-y-d-KA/s1600-h/P1000077.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 176px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E5cWo3i9mPU/SWTF2Ae230I/AAAAAAAAAjg/htGg-y-d-KA/s200/P1000077.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288569394072837954" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pastor David, Bro. Steve, Pastor Marco and Carlos are standing in front of the recreation area where Mars Hill Baptist Church will help with a Crusade in March and also a sports clinic in June this year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E5cWo3i9mPU/SWTIhIhxdkI/AAAAAAAAAjo/7YYn_mUNMBs/s1600-h/P1000076.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E5cWo3i9mPU/SWTIhIhxdkI/AAAAAAAAAjo/7YYn_mUNMBs/s200/P1000076.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288572333990180418" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lourdes (Lulu) pictured here with Pastor David is a new Christian and soon to be a charter member of the new church plant. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, tomorrow Bro. Steve and I will board the bus around 2:30PM hoping to make it back to Tucson for our 8AM flight on Thursday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please remember this new work in Guasave along with Pastor's Marco and David and their families.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;To God be the glory! We love you and bless you in Jesus name.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lewis&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7006657568573565401-2825323968923177770?l=whenwillwecry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whenwillwecry.blogspot.com/feeds/2825323968923177770/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7006657568573565401&amp;postID=2825323968923177770&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7006657568573565401/posts/default/2825323968923177770'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7006657568573565401/posts/default/2825323968923177770'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whenwillwecry.blogspot.com/2009/01/welcome-to-guasave-mexico.html' title='WELCOME TO GUASAVE, MEXICO'/><author><name>When Will We Cry?</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01479276223112977024</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E5cWo3i9mPU/S9DxWOTbBeI/AAAAAAAAA80/EHIYlHEuPoQ/S220/WWWCY+Twitter+Profile.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E5cWo3i9mPU/SWRAMhDS-OI/AAAAAAAAAjY/o9JqLqT01fo/s72-c/P1000079.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7006657568573565401.post-5594584099006406295</id><published>2008-12-28T21:03:00.010-06:00</published><updated>2009-01-02T08:35:06.039-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Road Trips and a Damsel in Distress</title><content type='html'>You have to love a good road trip. Even when I don't know exactly where I'm going, which is most of the time, I just enjoy the journey. &lt;br /&gt;On this particular day I rose early and headed out. I knew that I needed to go to Columbia and take Hwy 99 east until it either ran into 431 or 31A and at that point I had a phone number of a guy named Bob. I had never met Bob but I did speak with him briefly by phone the day before. &lt;br /&gt;Bob had a newly rebuilt engine for a 1995 Saturn and I just happened to have a 1995 Saturn, recently donated to the ministry, that needed a motor. With trailer and car in tow behind I journeyed east. A beautiful sunrise was in the making. &lt;br /&gt;Mornings are my favorite time of the day. This particular one was cool and crisp, the sun was coming up and I had a John Piper "podcast" sermon on my ipod. LIFE IS GOOD! &lt;br /&gt;I had driven about 50 miles when Hwy 99 came to an end. It was what seemed to be out in the middle of nowhere so I gave Bob a ring for further directions. Turns out ole' Bob didn't wake with the chickens nor did he answer his phone so after a few tries I had to make a corporate decision. I headed south hoping my right turn was the right direction. Turned out to be an interesting choice cause just a short piece down the road was an old country store that had been converted into an eatery. I was hungry so I found a place to park my rig and walked over to Marcy Jo's Bakery, Breakfast and Lunches. What a great little place this was. They weren't used to seeing many strangers in these parts and so the locals were quite inquisitive.&lt;br /&gt;"Where you headed" one guy asked. "Well, I'm not really sure" I said. An old guy chucked as he muttered, "You just like draggin a car and trailer around not knowin where you are goin." I explained how I was taking the car to a guy named Bob who live around here somewhere. What was Bob's last name they asked? I just shook my head and said "I don't know." Knowing this would draw some laughter I just decided to laugh along with them. &lt;br /&gt;"Are you a car dealer?" Finally the subject had changed. "No," I'm a  not a car dealer, I do mission work in Guatemala but today I'm on another mission. One guy said "I guess if you ever find Bob you can tell him about Jesus." I just smiled and said "I might just do that." &lt;br /&gt;"So what you gonna do with that there car?" It's for a young lady in Lawrenceburg I said. About that time my phone rang, it was Bob. As it turned out I was only 20 minutes away so I finished my breakfast, said my goodbyes and headed out. I needed to get the car dropped off and get back home ASAP.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Damsel in distress!&lt;/span&gt; The reason I was on this journey in the first place was that I had heard about a young lady in our church who needed a car. This 19 year old lives and manages on her own while working 60 hours a week at Mickey D's and is looking into starting some college courses very soon. All without transportation. &lt;br /&gt; I just love it when the Lord is already working and I have the opportunity to get in on one of His plans. The car was one phone call away and so was the motor, well one phone call and $1100.00 but that was a small price for such a worthy cause. This young lady has been on her own most of her life and like most of us has made a mistake or two but all in all she is trying real hard to get ahead. I heard she wants to be a teacher one day. I hope this old car will help her out a bit.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;ROAD TRIP DOS!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bro. Steve Seaton and I fly Monday to Tucson, AZ and will catch a bus heading down to Guasave, MX. Pray for our safety and that we can sleep on the bus. We will be riding form 6pm to 6am. We have a busy day on Tuesday and then on Wednesday we'll do the trip in reverse getting home Thursday afternoon. Guess you'd call it a ROAD TRIP on STEROIDS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wishing you all a very Blessed New Year!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lewis&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As you are blessed be a blessing to others!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7006657568573565401-5594584099006406295?l=whenwillwecry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whenwillwecry.blogspot.com/feeds/5594584099006406295/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7006657568573565401&amp;postID=5594584099006406295&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7006657568573565401/posts/default/5594584099006406295'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7006657568573565401/posts/default/5594584099006406295'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whenwillwecry.blogspot.com/2008/12/donate-to-when-will-we-cry-inc.html' title='Road Trips and a Damsel in Distress'/><author><name>When Will We Cry?</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01479276223112977024</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E5cWo3i9mPU/S9DxWOTbBeI/AAAAAAAAA80/EHIYlHEuPoQ/S220/WWWCY+Twitter+Profile.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7006657568573565401.post-27820610789431137</id><published>2008-12-20T19:31:00.008-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-20T21:18:42.225-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas is a Time to Celebrate That God Loves You!</title><content type='html'>"For God so loved the world that He gave His only Son...." The Christmas story that shows us just how much God, Creator of the world and all that is in it, loves us. I tell you that ought to make a Baptist shout!&lt;br /&gt;I love Christmas! I love the lights, the sounds, the gifts and the joy of giving, not to mention all of the food! I love everything about Christmas!&lt;br /&gt;When I think of Jesus and what He's done for me.......I can hardly bear it. The Son of God became a son of man so that son's of men might become son's of God. WOW! Did you get that? Did you really? Lord, may we be and become stunned, shatter and shaken by understanding just how much you love us! Worship Him! For He is worthy.....Emmanuel! God with us! Halleluiah! GIVE HIM PRAISE!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I can calm down a bit I'll give you a missions update. Well glory! I almost had a spell. I spoke with Ely a few times this week and he always sends his love. Rosa still suffers form some health issues so continue to pray for her.&lt;br /&gt;In the village of Choanla, some 12,000 feet high in the mountains of San Marcos, church members are excited about the new construction project that has begun. There old, damp mud brick church building is being replaced by a new concrete one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E5cWo3i9mPU/SU2yDTzds6I/AAAAAAAAAjA/gfRuEJrAxkQ/s1600-h/Choanl%C3%A12.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E5cWo3i9mPU/SU2yDTzds6I/AAAAAAAAAjA/gfRuEJrAxkQ/s200/Choanl%C3%A12.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282073707900941218" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the pastor and his family at Choanla. Please pray that we can finish the construction before the rain begins in May. Work is hard because of the terrain and the altitude.&lt;br /&gt;We continue the construction on the church at Catarina and all is going well. David West, was with us a few weeks ago there with Wynne Baptist Church. David's wife, Lisa, had breast cancer 6 months ago and now it has returned. Please pray for David and Lisa as they walk through this valley.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We praise God for each and everyone of you, and the opportunity He has given us to serve together in His Kingdom. May He bless you and keep you and may He bring healing to those who suffer for His sake.&lt;br /&gt;Wishing you a very Merry Christmas!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lewis and Donna&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7006657568573565401-27820610789431137?l=whenwillwecry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whenwillwecry.blogspot.com/feeds/27820610789431137/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7006657568573565401&amp;postID=27820610789431137&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7006657568573565401/posts/default/27820610789431137'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7006657568573565401/posts/default/27820610789431137'/><link 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rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whenwillwecry.blogspot.com/2008/12/thanks-wynne-baptist.html' title='THANKS WYNNE BAPTIST'/><author><name>When Will We Cry?</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01479276223112977024</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E5cWo3i9mPU/S9DxWOTbBeI/AAAAAAAAA80/EHIYlHEuPoQ/S220/WWWCY+Twitter+Profile.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7006657568573565401.post-5459752610152927415</id><published>2008-12-11T18:21:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T19:24:02.314-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Home on the range ......Part 2</title><content type='html'>The guys at Home Depot told me this was a two person job but my help, Donna, wouldn't be off until 5pm. I decided to proceed on my own. The 100 foot 3 " hose wound it's way through the house and into the bed room. As I turned the blowing machine on I was pleasantly surprised that the hose stayed in the first hole without my assistance. Next came feeding the insulation into the machine. &lt;div&gt;All was going well until the first cavity started filling up. Running up the ladder, just in the nick of time as the hose was backing up with this gray fluffy matter. I thought perhaps I could slide the hose to the next hole with the machine still running. Big mistake! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This insulation is not dusty at all going into the machine, but a transformation takes place during the process and now a gray snowy substance covered me and everything else in the entire room. It was time to re-think this two man job and of course clean up before Donna got home.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Like a well oiled engine we worked as Donna ran the machine and I manned the hose. Though this job started a little bumpy all ended well. We also replaced ten of our old windows that had weights in the walls with new insulated ones, caulked the cracks and the rest is history.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;There are a few more projects that I need to complete before Christmas. In January I be traveling to Mexico and Guatemala. On one of the trips we will be driving down hauling some supplies we can't get there in our suit cases. I will let you know more about that trip in a day or two.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;God bless you all and have a very Merry Christmas!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Always in His grip,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Lewis and Donna&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7006657568573565401-5459752610152927415?l=whenwillwecry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whenwillwecry.blogspot.com/feeds/5459752610152927415/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7006657568573565401&amp;postID=5459752610152927415&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7006657568573565401/posts/default/5459752610152927415'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7006657568573565401/posts/default/5459752610152927415'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whenwillwecry.blogspot.com/2008/12/home-on-range-part-2.html' title='Home on the range ......Part 2'/><author><name>When Will We Cry?</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01479276223112977024</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E5cWo3i9mPU/S9DxWOTbBeI/AAAAAAAAA80/EHIYlHEuPoQ/S220/WWWCY+Twitter+Profile.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7006657568573565401.post-4338241914000538498</id><published>2008-12-10T20:44:00.007-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T18:21:37.074-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Here at home update</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E5cWo3i9mPU/SUCHRInVz9I/AAAAAAAAAio/Qc0wt4xTntQ/s1600-h/lexie+grace+022.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 170px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E5cWo3i9mPU/SUCHRInVz9I/AAAAAAAAAio/Qc0wt4xTntQ/s200/lexie+grace+022.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278367491718238162" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Here is little Lexie, our granddaughter, at 3 months of age. She finally got her cast off only to be fitted with this brace. She will need to wear it 23 hours a day for the next 3 months and her mother says she is not very happy right now. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Rebecca&lt;/span&gt; and Lee wanted me to thank all of you once again for the prayers. &lt;div&gt;They know that Lexie will soon get used to this contraption and that three months will pass quickly.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Home on the Range: Part 1&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Donna and I are now the proud owners now of an insulated house, and already we have noticed a welcomed difference. We love our 100 year old farm house surrounded by huge old oak's, and of course no neighbors, but in the winter it was always a bit drafty. Over the years we just dealt with it the best we could but having this extended time at home I thought I'd investigate my options.&lt;div&gt;Purchasing a 3" hole saw I began this quest 4" below the 9 foot ceilings. Twenty minutes later I was still drilling. You see, behind the sheet rock is 3/4" 100 year old oak tongue and groove wood. Finally the first hole was bored in a record time of 34 minutes. I only had 45 more holes to go. At this rate I will still be drilling when 2010 rolls around. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;To make a long story short, after some trial and error, mostly error, I got the necessary tools to do the job, bored the holes, bought 26 bags of insulation, rented a machine that blows the insulation through a large hose and into the wall &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;cavities&lt;/span&gt;, and I was in business. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I will let you know more on the progress tomorrow.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thanks for your prayers and support. God bless you all.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Merry Christmas,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Lewis&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7006657568573565401-4338241914000538498?l=whenwillwecry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whenwillwecry.blogspot.com/feeds/4338241914000538498/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7006657568573565401&amp;postID=4338241914000538498&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7006657568573565401/posts/default/4338241914000538498'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7006657568573565401/posts/default/4338241914000538498'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whenwillwecry.blogspot.com/2008/12/here-at-home-update.html' title='Here at home update'/><author><name>When Will We Cry?</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01479276223112977024</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E5cWo3i9mPU/S9DxWOTbBeI/AAAAAAAAA80/EHIYlHEuPoQ/S220/WWWCY+Twitter+Profile.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E5cWo3i9mPU/SUCHRInVz9I/AAAAAAAAAio/Qc0wt4xTntQ/s72-c/lexie+grace+022.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7006657568573565401.post-8600394962782009540</id><published>2008-12-04T20:58:00.005-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-05T07:50:04.500-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Meeting in Bolivar last Saturday</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E5cWo3i9mPU/STidXYvTjpI/AAAAAAAAAiY/NRzKreALyEI/s1600-h/Richard.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 118px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E5cWo3i9mPU/STidXYvTjpI/AAAAAAAAAiY/NRzKreALyEI/s200/Richard.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276139988567953042" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I had a meeting this past Saturday with Dr. Richard Toland concerning our medical trip next April. Richard has been very instrumental in helping organize this medical/evangelistic mission effort. Our goal is to have three medical doctors and at least three dentists, along with other medical personnel and lay people, participate in this trip.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;We will be holding clinics at La Montanita and Piedra Partida and closing the week out with an area wide crusade.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;We can still use more medical professionals to go on this trip. Please pray for Richard and that God will send all of the laborers we need for this team.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Continue to seek the Lord in this very special season where the Son of God became a son of man so that son's of men might become son's of God. Emmanuel!!! God with us! To Him be all glory forever and ever!!!!   Lewis&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7006657568573565401-8600394962782009540?l=whenwillwecry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whenwillwecry.blogspot.com/feeds/8600394962782009540/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7006657568573565401&amp;postID=8600394962782009540&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7006657568573565401/posts/default/8600394962782009540'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7006657568573565401/posts/default/8600394962782009540'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whenwillwecry.blogspot.com/2008/12/meeting-in-bolivar-last-saturday.html' title='Meeting in Bolivar last Saturday'/><author><name>When Will We Cry?</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01479276223112977024</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E5cWo3i9mPU/S9DxWOTbBeI/AAAAAAAAA80/EHIYlHEuPoQ/S220/WWWCY+Twitter+Profile.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E5cWo3i9mPU/STidXYvTjpI/AAAAAAAAAiY/NRzKreALyEI/s72-c/Richard.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7006657568573565401.post-6046905278904835839</id><published>2008-11-30T14:37:00.017-06:00</published><updated>2008-11-30T19:56:27.930-06:00</updated><title type='text'>.....more news from the Wynne Baptist Team on our last day in the San Marcos Region of Guatemala.....</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Though this week was nearing the end and we were a bit weary, the guys finding water had rekindled our spirits. As we waited for the ladies to return and VBS to begin, we sat and talked about the weeks events.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I noticed two small children walking down the dirt road carrying a cloth bag with a rather long tail hanging out of it. As you might imagine my curiosity got the best of me so I approached the children wanting to see just what they had captured.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 262px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E5cWo3i9mPU/STL8pcYkldI/AAAAAAAAAhU/xv9XpnXGA4s/s320/Iguana.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274555902528361938" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A large, beautiful Iguana lizard was in the bag, feet tied but unharmed and thus, transformation from missionaries to Crocodile Dundee's began.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;     &lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E5cWo3i9mPU/STMHejHJlmI/AAAAAAAAAhs/8Wq2ED8sEks/s200/DSC_1187.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274567809983682146" style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 132px; " /&gt;      &lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E5cWo3i9mPU/STMHeEig4OI/AAAAAAAAAhk/dShTtGgV4tA/s200/Joey+and+Iguana.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274567801776955618" style="cursor: pointer; width: 172px; height: 200px; " /&gt;        &lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E5cWo3i9mPU/STMHdzMDkhI/AAAAAAAAAhc/3yvbwAa3l7Q/s200/DSC_1191.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274567797119357458" style="cursor: pointer; width: 127px; height: 200px; " /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;OK.....I'll admit it. I was a bit nervous but in my defense I did go first. As Joey and Joshua saw that my ear was left intact they were ready for their Iguana Dundee photo. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I gave the two kids 10Q, which is equivalent to a buck forty American. Hopefully, it will help keep this big guy from the frying pan.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The ladies had just pulled up with VBS supplies in hand. Needless to say they weren't impressed with our new found friend. They were, however, prepared and ready for the 150 plus children that would show up.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E5cWo3i9mPU/STMRDcWo1qI/AAAAAAAAAh0/N7eZFJ29mkQ/s200/IMG_2819.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274578339429406370" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px; " /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The children listened intently to the Bible story and participated in singing songs and a craft. After an hour the team was finished and ready to hand out snacks as the children made their way out in single file.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E5cWo3i9mPU/STMRfp5_JBI/AAAAAAAAAh8/BZZbqbEEf6o/s200/IMG_2835.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274578824103666706" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px; " /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;They gathered outside of the church to bid farewell to the Americans who had traveled many miles to come and bless their community.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E5cWo3i9mPU/STMRf9HHzYI/AAAAAAAAAiE/acdXDecR3JE/s200/IMG_2837.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274578829259033986" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px; " /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Once again we'd like to thank our friends from Wynne Baptist Church, who came and showed the love of Christ to the people in San Marcos, Guatemala.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;May the Lord bless you and keep you all,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;Lewis and Donna&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7006657568573565401-6046905278904835839?l=whenwillwecry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whenwillwecry.blogspot.com/feeds/6046905278904835839/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7006657568573565401&amp;postID=6046905278904835839&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7006657568573565401/posts/default/6046905278904835839'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7006657568573565401/posts/default/6046905278904835839'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whenwillwecry.blogspot.com/2008/11/more-news-from-wynne-baptist-team-on.html' title='.....more news from the Wynne Baptist Team on our last day in the San Marcos Region of Guatemala.....'/><author><name>When Will We Cry?</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01479276223112977024</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E5cWo3i9mPU/S9DxWOTbBeI/AAAAAAAAA80/EHIYlHEuPoQ/S220/WWWCY+Twitter+Profile.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E5cWo3i9mPU/STL8pcYkldI/AAAAAAAAAhU/xv9XpnXGA4s/s72-c/Iguana.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7006657568573565401.post-1113299241516708503</id><published>2008-11-29T17:48:00.009-06:00</published><updated>2008-11-29T20:10:16.623-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Thursday, Nov. 13, 2008, La Montanita, Guatemala</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;We got an early start Thursday morning trying and beat the heat. Only problem was that the heat beat us to the job. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;It didn't ta&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;ke the team long to finish the rest of the concrete though, and while the guys cleaned up the equipment, I took the ladies back to the dorm so they could clean up and prepare for VBS.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;Scott and Joey had already started "washing" the well and it looked like things were going good.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E5cWo3i9mPU/STHaJKdbzeI/AAAAAAAAAg8/JjSbdN8d4h4/s320/well+washing.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274236489589050850" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;The whole well washing process was new to me but here's the way it works. A steel claw screws onto the two inch PVC pipe. Water is pumped by a gasoline motorized pump that attaches to the opposite end of the PVC. With a half twist motion the pipe makes it's way little by little into the ground. Barring no rocks get in the way as the pipe goes down more pipe is attached.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;The guys allowed me to get a feel for it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E5cWo3i9mPU/STHiRjhTmnI/AAAAAAAAAhM/dmevGysv2gw/s320/IMG_2778.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274245429848152690" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;These guys were good and at around 15 feet they hit water. Going down another 6 feet or so they found solid rock and thus a well was born.  Soon clear water was flowing from La Montanita's first encased well.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E5cWo3i9mPU/STHfJW3k0-I/AAAAAAAAAhE/hq03JpUxGNM/s320/Well+Scott.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274241990478058466" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 278px; height: 320px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;This may have been the first well around that didn't have to be hand dug but I'm sure it won't be the last.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Another job well done by the team from Wynne, Arkansas.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Tomorrow I'll update you on the final events of our last day in the San Marcos region of Guatemala.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Go with God always,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Lewis and Donna&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7006657568573565401-1113299241516708503?l=whenwillwecry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whenwillwecry.blogspot.com/feeds/1113299241516708503/comments/default' 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class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;By Wednesday afternoon, our work at Catarina was finished. We packed up, said our tearful goodbyes and set our sites on another village, close to Piedra Partida, called La Mountanita. Pastor Epifanio, the pastor of the local evangelical church, was helping the community in  building a basketball court and he asked if we might lend a hand. Did someone say more concrete? We were now a lean, mean concrete pouring team : ). With the 30 yards we poured under our belts we stuck our chest out and proclaimed, what's another 100 yards or so?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E5cWo3i9mPU/SSyCZkKd0VI/AAAAAAAAAfU/O-obSptWkK4/s320/kids+at+la+mount.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272732639459922258" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Once we arrived, it didn't take long for the ladies to find some children to entertain and thus another VBS was soon to be born.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E5cWo3i9mPU/SSyH1nlptlI/AAAAAAAAAfk/AiyjLj9li9w/s320/Team+in+the+heat.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272738618973730386" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Soon we were back to work and the team worked together well once again. With the heat index hovering in the hundreds we were careful to keep our bodies hydrated.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E5cWo3i9mPU/SSyNpEApuII/AAAAAAAAAf0/Awhtg7-uSEs/s320/la+work.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272745000334637186" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Some of us loaded the concrete mixer while others drove the trucks, aka wheelbarrows, but hey....it sure beats buckets!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 272px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E5cWo3i9mPU/SSyJLUJgKPI/AAAAAAAAAfs/DzLPf8AiAwA/s320/sand+crew.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272740091224140018" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;How do these ladies do it? I looked like I had crawled out from underneath a truck and they.....like they stepped out of a magazine.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E5cWo3i9mPU/SSyO6D5eMPI/AAAAAAAAAf8/w_QdINOnA5c/s320/pete+break.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272746391873925362" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;After an hour or so we caught a break. Shade was limited and welcomed. Pete, as well as the others, had given their all and earned a well deserved break.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E5cWo3i9mPU/SSyQN36ImMI/AAAAAAAAAgE/h3C7_7WNDzs/s320/IMG_2760.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272747831764490434" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Shelly McNatt breaks out some gifts for the children and invites them to come to Vacation Bible School tomorrow at the church.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 205px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E5cWo3i9mPU/SSyif_6gwhI/AAAAAAAAAgk/90YRYVntTCg/s320/IMGP0189.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272767934360502802" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;It had been a good day but this ole cowboy needed some rest. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;"Father, thank you for the opportunity to serve and the strength to endure. May we rest in You and find refuge under the shadow of Your wings."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Thanks for your prayers. May our Lord be glorified......Lewis &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7006657568573565401-5127602990126057232?l=whenwillwecry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whenwillwecry.blogspot.com/feeds/5127602990126057232/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7006657568573565401&amp;postID=5127602990126057232&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7006657568573565401/posts/default/5127602990126057232'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7006657568573565401/posts/default/5127602990126057232'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whenwillwecry.blogspot.com/2008/11/wednesday-afternoon-day-3-111208-la.html' title='Wednesday Afternoon, Day 3, 11/12/08 La Mountanita'/><author><name>When Will We Cry?</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01479276223112977024</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E5cWo3i9mPU/S9DxWOTbBeI/AAAAAAAAA80/EHIYlHEuPoQ/S220/WWWCY+Twitter+Profile.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E5cWo3i9mPU/SSx_JNx4W2I/AAAAAAAAAfM/7jyBTEAUTF8/s72-c/truck+ride.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7006657568573565401.post-8141614659959879908</id><published>2008-11-24T23:08:00.011-06:00</published><updated>2008-11-25T13:57:17.622-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Journal'/><title type='text'>Newsletter Catarina, Tuesday, Nov. 25, 2008</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Vacation Bible School! &lt;/span&gt;Just how many children will fit in a 24x18 foot building?&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Over 150 if you stack them three high.  : ) Only kidding.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;150 plus children and adults attended and Shelly McNatt and crew did an outstanding job! Songs, Bible Stories, crafts, snacks and gifts were all sung, taught, made and handed out. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E5cWo3i9mPU/SSuKaYAk_bI/AAAAAAAAAe0/b1TkjqVhHj4/s320/vbs+lewis.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272459974493404594" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;If you have ever wondered if old stuffed animals, toys and other trinkets sent down are really appreciated....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E5cWo3i9mPU/SSuONQz-Z2I/AAAAAAAAAe8/CbWf59rpUuQ/s320/girl+and+bear.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272464147269707618" style="cursor: pointer; width: 212px; height: 320px;" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;A picture that's worth more than a thousand words.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;We finished Wednesday afternoon at Catarina, said our tearful good-byes and headed out. We had more work waiting us at the village of La Mountanita.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Wishing all of you a blessed day!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Lewis&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7006657568573565401-8141614659959879908?l=whenwillwecry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whenwillwecry.blogspot.com/feeds/8141614659959879908/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7006657568573565401&amp;postID=8141614659959879908&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7006657568573565401/posts/default/8141614659959879908'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7006657568573565401/posts/default/8141614659959879908'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whenwillwecry.blogspot.com/2008/11/news-letter-catarina-tuesday-nov-25.html' title='Newsletter Catarina, Tuesday, Nov. 25, 2008'/><author><name>When Will We Cry?</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01479276223112977024</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E5cWo3i9mPU/S9DxWOTbBeI/AAAAAAAAA80/EHIYlHEuPoQ/S220/WWWCY+Twitter+Profile.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E5cWo3i9mPU/SSuKaYAk_bI/AAAAAAAAAe0/b1TkjqVhHj4/s72-c/vbs+lewis.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7006657568573565401.post-8819230275329719045</id><published>2008-11-22T20:00:00.025-06:00</published><updated>2008-11-25T20:08:15.612-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Team Photos'/><title type='text'>Newsletter</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;Last week we had a mission team from Wynne Baptist Church in Wynne, AR&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E5cWo3i9mPU/SSrntZ-erZI/AAAAAAAAAd8/CnkGa7A0PqU/s1600-h/DSC_1203.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272281081043660178" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; width: 320px; cursor: pointer; height: 215px; text-align: left;" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E5cWo3i9mPU/SSrntZ-erZI/AAAAAAAAAd8/CnkGa7A0PqU/s320/DSC_1203.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;Arriving on Monday at Catarina much has changed in just a few weeks. The construction project of the church there has been transformed from the loblolly of mud and rocks that we had to deal with when we first arrived on October 20th with the guys from AL to this two story structure. This was going to serve as the pastor's house, Sunday School space and a foundation for the worship building that would extend out over it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272275563146712210" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; width: 320px; height: 230px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E5cWo3i9mPU/SSrisONVFJI/AAAAAAAAAds/sEMCSOZpDDc/s320/Construction+1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;The two story structure was nearly ready for it's concrete roof which our team would be working on this week and they didn't waste any time getting right to work. As always, the first day on the job is a little hectic but soon we were like a well oiled machine....... except for a backfire every now and then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;The first order of business was to straighten the steel rebar. It came in 20 foot sections and the only place we had to work was out in the street. Though the road was not frequented by cars we did have to watch for horses and bicycles not expecting to see gringos working in their road way.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E5cWo3i9mPU/SSyu1eKin5I/AAAAAAAAAg0/RmaSNvYRtfE/s320/Team+steal.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272781497397583762" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;While the steel work was going on, a bridge was being constructed so we could cross from land to building. These homemade Guatemalan bridges will test your faith but this one worked well.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272294199851312338" style="width: 320px; cursor: pointer; height: 213px;" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E5cWo3i9mPU/SSrzpBV9ZNI/AAAAAAAAAec/hLS0BmdMikU/s320/Const+2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;Soon the steel was straightened, placed and tied, to make a grid on the roof of the new construction and we were ready to pour concrete. The heat index was high and already taking a toll on us all. We found shade when we could and consumed lots of water.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272295321621011698" style="width: 320px; cursor: pointer; height: 306px;" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E5cWo3i9mPU/SSr0qUQsnPI/AAAAAAAAAek/5v3LQ7fg_W4/s320/lewis+and+concrete.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;With the concrete mixer in place we began the process. Six 5 gallon buckets of rock, six of sand, ten gallons of water and one 80 lb. bag of concrete. We would repeat this process thirty times before the roof was finished.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272296694667949826" style="width: 320px; cursor: pointer; height: 280px;" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E5cWo3i9mPU/SSr16PQmNwI/AAAAAAAAAes/2cjlrS1MAJo/s320/concrete+line.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;I almost failed to mention the game we played on the other end.....It's called "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;Pass the Buckets of concrete and throw the empty ones back."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt; Good catch Bro. Mark!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;More updates on Tuesday. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;Lord bless you all,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;Lewis&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7006657568573565401-8819230275329719045?l=whenwillwecry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whenwillwecry.blogspot.com/feeds/8819230275329719045/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7006657568573565401&amp;postID=8819230275329719045&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7006657568573565401/posts/default/8819230275329719045'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7006657568573565401/posts/default/8819230275329719045'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whenwillwecry.blogspot.com/2008/11/newsletter.html' title='Newsletter'/><author><name>When Will We Cry?</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01479276223112977024</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E5cWo3i9mPU/S9DxWOTbBeI/AAAAAAAAA80/EHIYlHEuPoQ/S220/WWWCY+Twitter+Profile.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E5cWo3i9mPU/SSrntZ-erZI/AAAAAAAAAd8/CnkGa7A0PqU/s72-c/DSC_1203.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
