Ripples of Love
A Warm Welcome Home
Taking Care of Your Own
The Craziest Prayer Time
Sacramental Marriage in Costa Rica
The Consolation of His Great Love
We offered no judgment, reminded him of God’s inexhaustible mercy, and encouraged him to stay the course.
Gift of God
Divine Orchestrator at Work in Costa Rica
I imagine God the Father as the composer and the Divine Orchestrator, as the one charged with bringing His will to fruition.
God’s Hands
Angie Waldrop, a missionary mother, shares a story about how everything is truly in God’s hands if we just have faith.
Valentine’s Day Shoes for Edrin
Sharing the Joy of Missions with Children
A missionary father shares about World Mission Sunday and how the local people of Costa Rica celebrated this day.
In Between
During this time, we were supposed to discern where our family would go next. There was a little anxiety about this. I didn’t feel adequately prepared to “make a major discernment” during this rocky time of prayer.
The Story of Sarai
Even though Sarai found what many would consider a prestigious job as a high-end chef at a five-star hotel, she is only making 1200 colones per hour—which is equivalent to about $2.00 an hour.
Hopeful Futures
Obed shared that he was ready to change. Unfortunately I didn’t believe him, but I gave him the opportunity to prove himself by inviting him to come to my house the next day and discuss it further.
A Bike Track in a Cow Pasture
When I first saw the land, I felt a bit discouraged. It was very overgrown with trees, bushes, tall grass, and brush everywhere. And there were cows and a horse living there. The spot he found for us to build was in a cow pasture! Well…at least the land would be leased to us free of charge, so I thought, let’s give it a try.
When God Plans the Party
Our friend Eliomar had prepared a reflection which included two gifts—one wrapped like garbage and scribbled on, and the other wrapped beautifully with glittery ribbon. He asked two kid volunteers which one they wanted, and they both chose the beautiful one. He gave them the gifts and asked them to open them. Inside the beautiful one were nasty old fruit peels and garbage. Inside the scribbled package were chocolate and candy.
Jesus Is Born: A Coopevega Christmas
When the long-awaited time came to open the presents, I couldn’t help but smile at the loud, enthusiastic sounds of ripping wrapping paper and happy exclamations that filled our packed gazebo. I knew for some of those kids this would be the only Christmas present they received this year—or possibly any year.
From Mom to Missionary
I felt like I was in a dream. I had to go to the store at that exact time in order to run into this group of people at that exact moment! And what are the odds that they were hosting a moms’ retreat, and that both my older kids adamantly did not want to go to the store that day? My oldest joked that his laziness was obviously God’s will that day… ha! I knew I had to go.
