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The reason I came on this trip with Compassion International was to meet our two sponsored children, Djino and Bethchaida. And I was so excited to meet them. But I have to admit, when I found out, just six days before my departure, that the “fun day” with our sponsored children was going to be at…

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  • Hannah HinojosaDecember 20, 2014 - 1:17 pm

    What a precious day!!!! Your children are just beautiful!!!!!!ReplyCancel

  • Jessica Revak MilkesMarch 1, 2014 - 1:42 am

    This post brought happy tears… You did such a wonderful thing for these kids and this family . The last 3 photos really shows what happiness there is with the simplest of gifts. You are the biggest gift of all!!! ReplyCancel

  • Nicole Marie NewfieldMarch 1, 2014 - 1:40 am

    These pictures…. Love this post so much!ReplyCancel

  • Bobbi HjelmhaugFebruary 27, 2014 - 9:47 pm

    Amy, thanks for sharing your journey..so inspiring! What an awesome experience and blessing for the family and you!ReplyCancel

    • AmyApril 4, 2014 - 12:02 pm

      Thank you, Bobbi!! It was truly an awesome, life changing experience.ReplyCancel

  • Carol FemlingFebruary 27, 2014 - 3:05 pm

    I wept while I was reading this–SO BEAUTIFUL, Amy!!! As your mom, I can see great JOY and LOVE on your face. I also see joy and excitement on the kids’ faces. Wish I could be there with you, as you know how much I love children. Enjoy your last day there today. God Bless you, my daughter!! Love you lots!! XOXO 🙂
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  • Monica Anderson PalmerFebruary 27, 2014 - 2:31 pm

    happy! happy! happy!ReplyCancel

  • Tiffany FemlingFebruary 27, 2014 - 12:54 pm

    My first thought was that they are doing do well because of your love!!! They remind me of your kids! ; )ReplyCancel

The suitcase that carried all the liquids already weighed 50 pounds on my scale at home. At the last minute, I decided to throw in two bottles of nail polish anyway. One bright pink, one sparkly purple. But before I move on, there’s something you must know. I really don’t like my nails painted. I prefer…

The mamas were giving their testimonies. One by one, they came to the front with their babies, sharing how much of a difference Compassion’s Child Survival Program made in their lives. One special mama had two babies, not her own. People didn’t understand why she’d taken them in. She couldn’t afford to care for the babies….

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  • Hannah HinojosaDecember 4, 2014 - 7:53 pm

    What a precious child!! Thank you for linking back here on your more recent post! It’s a blessing to follow along with your story!ReplyCancel

  • Antonio MaciasNovember 19, 2014 - 12:33 am

    Please give me a call. I spent about half an hour playing with Charles. I have videos of him dancing and playing with me. I would love to share my experience with you. 979-236-8741ReplyCancel

  • […] beaten down, graveled up roads our sponsored children travel. We’ll see Compassion’s Child Survival Program in action, we’ll visit homes and Child Development Sponsorship Program projects, and […]ReplyCancel

  • Jessica Revak MilkesMarch 1, 2014 - 1:32 am

    Okay Amy.. I need more information on Compassion Interbational when you get home… I want to help!! You, my friend are in inspiration!!ReplyCancel

  • Carol FemlingFebruary 26, 2014 - 6:09 pm

    I tried to write this comment 4 times yesterday, but got bumped off of the system–uh! Hope this works today! Wanted to tell you that at 6:30AM yesterday (Tues.), Cooper, Elsa, and Maisie were huddled together with me looking at this post. They had lots of questions about Charles, mostly why he was missing part of his leg. Elsa wanted to know what a “sling” was and Maisie yelled “Mama, Mama!!” several times upon seeing your picture. I had a very nice time during the two days I was with your family. I told Seth over and over again what a GREAT daddy and husband he is. I am SO proud of you too, Amy! Your kind heart and faith are BIG! I’m glad you are enjoying your trip to Haiti! Wish I could’ve done something like that when I was your age. Looking forward to seeing you when you return. Love you lots!! XOXO MomReplyCancel

  • Monica Anderson PalmerFebruary 25, 2014 - 2:06 pm

    i love the way mama is looking at you and thinking maybe, “wow-is this lady for real?” and I’m so glad you are real and answering the Lord’s call on your heart! ReplyCancel

  • Tom BaunsgardFebruary 25, 2014 - 5:40 am

    God’s love shines through in all those smiles!ReplyCancel

Gate D24 was just ahead. Gate D24, it’s where our plane was parked. Gate D24, it’s where I’d meet 23 strangers for the first time. I passed Gate D24 and fled to the bathroom which equated to one part actually using the bathroom, and the other part hiding away praying to God, Lord Jesus, that…

Apparently the guy in front of me in the security line at the airport knew the guy behind me. They talked through me, as if I wasn’t even there. And I didn’t even care. “What’s new?” said the middle-aged man in front of me, his hair bleached blonde, skin tan and wrinkled a bit. The man…

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  • Georgeann EngelMarch 1, 2014 - 8:16 am

    Oh Amy. This post resonated with me as I was thinking the same thing as I was looking out of the window of the plane on the way home from Miami yesterday! You were the best roommate ever and as I have been reading your blog posts about the Haiti trip I have been so I impressed with your heart and the way you express yourself. Like you, I have left a little piece of my heart in Haiti and plan on returning as soon as I can.ReplyCancel

    • AmyApril 4, 2014 - 12:01 pm

      Thank you, Georgeann for visiting the site and reading my posts. It is a true honor. So glad you found me! You must have done a little digging…so sorry I didn’t give you my site info after all of that late night blogging you saw me do on the trip! It was a blessing to have you as a roommate. I can’t imagine having roomed with anyone else. You were the best, and had all the qualities I needed in a roommate. Praying your journeys home were safe and uneventful, and that you have adjusted well to life back home. Believing your heart is still in Haiti, as is mine. Blessings, Georgeann.ReplyCancel

  • Tom BaunsgardFebruary 23, 2014 - 5:01 am

    Looking down through that airliner window on to the patchwork quilt of boxes is real proof that Civilization IS about boxes… I think that we humans strive to build comfort walls around our lives surrounding our selves in a comfort zone, “boxed in”.
    Sherman, set the Way-Back Machine to Paleolithic Era. We are going back in time Sherman to see how the Cave Man lives”. Cave men and women boxed themselves in to survive in a precarious environment. A place to return to after hunting and gathering. A place that is warm (Look, I have made fire!), dry, warm and out of the elements. That Cave, or “Box” provided them a safe place to live. Evidently the boxed in life worked… We have been doing it ever since. Sure we venture out into unknown worlds on occasion. It is part of our curious nature to explore… The venture may be as simple as saying hello to a stranger, offering a helping hand to someone in need, or taking that big step out of the box and graciously accepting a helping hand. But we all return to the safety zone, be it a cave, a cardboard box, or a home with all the amenities.
    I admire your courage, strength and willingness to step out there. God is definitely with you Amy! I am praying the you have a wonderful insightful experience “out of the box”.

    TomReplyCancel

  • Colleen SchroederFebruary 23, 2014 - 4:33 am

    Wow! I love it and yet I don’t because you are challenging me. I can’t wait to walk this journey with you!ReplyCancel

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