Intentional Living

The Day I Didn’t Wear Mascara.

“Progressive social concern, both private and political, was nearly eliminated among evangelicals between 1900-1930.” This is what I learned in class. To add context, at this point I had 6 days of OnBoarding completed. This training is required for anyone joining Mercy Ships as a long-term crew member. It includes discussion and lecture about the foundations and […] Read more…

Home

I’m home! And it feels so good! I was so worried about coming home and the challenges of re-entering my own culture. I have actually been pleasantly surprised at how relaxing and peaceful it’s been. All of these little moments give me twinges of gratefulness. My first night in Yonkers, NY, my mom-in-law had the […] Read more…

Broken Hearts

I’ve been lacking the words to say to convey what we’ve been doing. Plastic surgery has ended, and the last few patients are still recovering in the wards. They are still here because their wounds have not healed as planned. We have one woman who lost her necrotic pinky finger. We never planned for that. […] Read more…

In the Midst of Transformation

Hello everyone this is Ruben!  This is my first of what I hope will be many posts as time goes on.  I’d like to start by sharing an experience that greatly impacted me several weeks ago. As the Ship Security Officer I typically don’t walk around the Africa Mercy in scrubs,  but I found myself […] Read more…

Love in the Mail

Christmas came to cabin 4424! Ruben and I received our Christmas package from his parents yesterday, just in time for 3 Kings Day, or Dia de los Reyes. We got boxes and boxes and boxes of candy and snacks. We got GOYA ingredients so we can make food from home. We are stocked for months hypothetically. Realistically? […] Read more…

Redeeming Moments

As mentioned at the end of my last post, there were moments that I had the privilege of experiencing in the midst of not knowing why I was here. In the midst of feeling naked and uncomfortable, these little glimpses of heaven sustained me. As I washed Clarene’s club feet with Chlorhexidene to prep for […] Read more…

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