Be the change.....Don't be the average.

 


This made my jaw drop open when I read it:

 

 

SERIOUSLY???????????????

So this got me thinking.....what else are we NOT doing to help devastating statics like these to make a dent at least in improving this world?  Why are we not making sacrifices so all children can have a home, food, healthcare?   Trust me....those "sacrifices" become huge blessings back to us!

 

I am also going to say that I truly with all my heart NEVER believe that anybody says, "I am going to worry about my own needs and I refuse to help a child who is starving."  And if I am wrong about that I pity that person when they have to answer to God for that one!  But I do believe that we get so busy in our own lives and we have become so immune to the despair we see in the newspapers and on TV that we live in denial and think we can't possibly help.  We also struggle ourselves with having enough money to make ends meet or time to do any more.  Trust me....I know all the excuses, I have said them to myself more times than I care to admit.  But....I decided that when I meet Jesus face to face and he asked me what did you do to help others I wanted to say, "All I could." I had to stop the excuses.

 

 

I am going to throw in this disclaimer.  I am in NO WAY slamming the United States.  I love my country and am proud to be an American.  I did pick facts that I found about what American's spend money on because MOST people I know are from there so we can all be shocked together.   I also want to say that I am not sure if all these numbers are accurate but let's just say they are somewhat close(or even 1/2 of what they say)  then we should feel a sickness inside of us and a desire to make some personal changes, take a stance, volunteer, serve or whatever God prompts us to do.  What IS NOT ok is to read these and talk poorly about how "we" are not doing anything about them and then go on our merry way without making changes either. 


So when you read these few statistic that I found, let something stir big time in taking our focus off ourselves and putting where it truly matters.  I truly doubt if anyone has ever said, "Man I wished I wouldn't have helped that child so I could have another Big Mac." 


United States spends $600 million  in one day on fireworks for the 4th of July. 

For the average American, $770 is how much they’ll each shell out on average for Christmas gifts this year.  Most often struggling to find something they don't already have.

$20 Billion

The annual revenue of the U.S. weight-loss industry, including diet books, diet drugs and weight-loss surgeries.

 

Americans spent $11 billion last year on face lifts, Botox,  and breast augmentations.

Over-the-Counter Teeth Whiteners: $1.4 billion

 

Americans spent $200 billion last year on fast food and beer alone.

 

 

Matthew 25:40-45

Living Bible

⁴⁰ “And I, the King, will tell them, ‘When you did it to these my brothers, you were doing it to me!’ ⁴¹ Then I will turn to those on my left and say, ‘Away with you, you cursed ones, into the eternal fire prepared for the devil and his demons. ⁴² For I was hungry and you wouldn’t feed me; thirsty, and you wouldn’t give me anything to drink; ⁴³ a stranger, and you refused me hospitality; naked, and you wouldn’t clothe me; sick, and in prison, and you didn’t visit me.’
⁴⁴ “Then they will reply, ‘Lord, when did we ever see you hungry or thirsty or a stranger or naked or sick or in prison, and not help you?’
⁴⁵ “And I will answer, ‘When you refused to help the least of these my brothers, you were refusing help to me.’

 

 

Nurse Jenny In The D.R.

I made this video for all my former students to show them what we are doing in the Dominican Republic!  Enjoy!

Feeling the frustration from being on the mission field!

            There is so much need.  I am not talking about needing a new outfit.....they are content with just one outfit.  I'm not talking about a bathroom with running water and stand up showers....they are content with their buckets of water.  I am not talking about going out to eat and to the movies....just some rice, beans and chicken for their families.  The need I am talking about is for medicine for their family. 


          I watched a documentary about sugar cane workers in the Dominican Republic and how poorly they were treated.  They were slaves in every sense of the word and there is still slavery going on today.  They were locked in these rooms at night....20 of them in each.  They were immigrants from Haiti promised a better life here.  The priest in the movie said that most of the sugar they collected went to the U.S.  It gave me chills when he said, "Most Americans would be shocked to know what price people paid just so they could have sugar in their coffee."  This made sound harsh....but I know it would've made me sad....but then I would have went on with my day and consumed more sugar without doing any doing anything to help.  Who am I .....just one person....what could I do?  This one priest did plenty.  He stood up against death threats and was pivotal in making conditions for the workers better.  This is one of the buildings the sugar cane workers lived in. 

 

 

So why am I frustrated?   Because I am here.....I left my loved ones behind....I want to care for the sick but we are a ministry....so we wait for funding and donations to have enough supplies.  They can't afford transportation to come to me. So I want to go to them.  I am just one person, but together we add up to many.....so I need your help. As a nurse it's so hard to not have all the medications I need to give to those who need it....it's hard to look them in the eye and say, " I know you don't have money to buy your own, but I don't have enough for everybody." 

 

 I am going to show you pictures of the area that stole my heart  but first I want you to make me a promise.  Before you look at these photos, I want you to promise to print off the one that tugs at your heart, the one that makes your mouth drop open or you shake your head and think how can these babies live like that every single day.  Then I want you to show your family and talk to your children or parents about what you think you could do to make a difference in someone's life.  Then I want you to put that photo on your refrigerator or desk at work or your locker and pray for that child every time you look at them.  Ask God what you could do to help, what you could possibly give up each month.  One less $10 pizza ordered out a month could give 20 children medicine.  (I am NOT exaggerating!)  As Black Friday and shopping for Christmas presents when we can't even come up with "an idea" because that person has everything....how about giving them a copy of the photo you printed off with a note that you made a donation in their honor???  Wouldn't that be an AWESOME example of what Christmas is all about? 

 

 

Mama so proud to show off her beautiful baby!

Who needs furniture when you can make your own using palm trees?

                          Homemade toy made of a stick, plastic bottle and a bike tire.  Genius!!!

Little cutie happy with his toy (a plastic bag) hitting it up in the air and not letting it fall to the ground. 

 

Most importantly this village has people like Megan, a pastor that shows them how much Jesus loves them and gives them hope and the tools to work as a productive community.

 

Let's do this together....let me know how you can help me deliver medicine to this amazing village.

 

Email me at jenny@gomadministries.org

 

 

 

Matthew 25:44-45 

  44 "They also will answer, 'Lord, when did we see you hungry or thirsty or a stranger or needing clothes or sick or in prison, and did not help you?' 45 "He will reply, 'I tell you the truth, whatever you did not do for one of the least of these, you did not do for me.'

 

It's like looking into the eyes of God!

 
 




 


 I post so many pictures of God's beauty in the Dominican Republic because there is something so tranquil about the ocean, palm trees and tropical flowers.  But what truly melts my heart is the beauty I see when I look into the eyes of an innocent child.  There is so much promise.....hope......unconditional love. 


  Every single child is a GIFT.  Every single child deserves the same opportunities.  I am so proud to be working with a ministry that FIGHTS for these precious babies by offering services of healthcare, education, ministering to women and communities. 

   Please join me in praying for some of the challenges in the Dominican Republic.


Please pray for proper papers that are like our birth certificates so ALL children can attend school, receive healthcare and obtain jobs some day.

Please pray for safe housing and places to run and play.

 

On an island automobiles and gas prices are extremely expensive, please pray for safe transportation.

 

 

 

 

 

 

Pray for environmental safety.

 

 

 

 

 

 Pray for affordable healthcare close by the all communities.

Pray for opportunities for children to achieve their dreams.

 

Pray for basic needs of food and clothing.

Pray for education that is KEY to breaking cycles of poverty.

 

 

Please pray for innocent children like the next two photos that play with paper airplanes outside.......

 

 

while their mother's stand inside a church as other's plead to God to release them from the chains of bondage in a life of sin and exploitation.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 Father God....Please use every single one of us Lord to be your hands to hug, teach, give, pray and your feet to go and stand up for those who can't stand on their own.  In a world of plenty please just grant these simple prays of basic needs to begin to break the cycle of people who live in poverty to be targets for human trafficking and slavery.  In your Holy name Jesus, let no person who reads this walk away without doing whatever they can to help those in need. 

Amen!

 

 

 

Fighting Demons

     I have said before that I started this blog for more than one purpose.  Ideally I want to share about our missions journey with friends, families and even strangers in hopes that God uses it to show how trusting Him is always the best route....not easiest....but definitely for His greater purpose.   But I also started writing this as a journal for myself.   This post may be a little differently from my other's because I'm not really sure where I am going.....I usually have a point that I'm trying to get to but as of this second I just need to write and try to make sense of what is going on in my head.  Hang on tight....this may be a bumpy ride.

     Let me start by saying I am just at the tale end of recovering from Dengue Fever.  If you haven't heard of it....look it up.  And pray....hard....that you never experience it.

      I am finding myself in a dark dark place since I was hospitalized for it a week ago.   As a nurse I am the first to admit....I am a TERRIBLE patient.  I'd like to think of myself a tough and having a high pain tolerance....I gave birth 4 times for Pete's sake...haha....but after a week of fever, headaches, body aches, EXTREME nausea, vomiting, being poked and prodded every time you turned around, trying to use a toilet with NO seat and understand doctor's and nurse's who speak limited English, worrying about my baby girl that came down in Dengue.... and to add to all that....I had really limited knowledge of what Dengue even was and what to expect....what our platelet and WBC counts were supposed to do and when was it "too" low.  Even with all that, I tried to talk to God as much as I could.  I asked Him why He made mosquitos numerous times and to please let me baby girl be okay.  He didn't answer my first question but in His Mighty way He covered Maddie with His healing and she fortunately came through without experience many symptoms.  Thank you God for answering my prayers. 

   I have had so many people praying for our recovery.  So many new friends in the DR, missionaries from the States and Dominicans both came in and prayed with me.  I have so many people in my life from back home sending messages and love.  These are the times that make you understand how fortunate you are to have such a support system.    One pastor that came in said, "My wife looked on facebook and said, Jenny has a lot of people that care about her!"  I will NEVER forget that!  I am so so blessed to have the people that God put in my life.  I have NEVER spoke a truer statement than that one.

  

     So why am I still in this dark place?????



     My first day in the hospital, before Maddie was admitted...I had a roommate.  Her name was Miriam, she was from Canada.  She had been in a motorcycle accident and had a pretty bad case of road rash.  She was a complete mess on the outside and I was soon to realize what a mess she was on the inside too.  Miriam liked to talk.  She told me how she loved adventure.  She said she travels all the time but this was her first visit to the Dominican Republic.  She went on the brag that she had travelled here with 5 guys from Canada that come here every 2 months and stay for 1 week ....for the Chicas.  My heart sank.  They come here for the prostitutes.  She went on to say that her best "guy friend" that she travelled with is kind of like her boyfriend in every way except physically because she isn't his type.  He was very short and skinny and he likes girls smaller than him.  Miriam told me she has a guy back home that meets her physical needs and this guy buys his girlfriends here so they get along GREAT this way.  I wanted to puke again.  She also proudly told me about another guy that was with them that the reason he visits the DR every 2 months was that his girlfriend had died of a drug overdose.  He had become very depressed and suicidal until his first trip here.  Now....his life has a purpose.....to hire prostitutes.  As I listened quietly, because I couldn't get a word in and because for the first time in my life....I didn't have any words.....all I could do was pray.  God please...give me the words, use me to show these people that these "Chicas" are someone's daughter, sister, mother!!!  Help me make a difference.  Before I knew it....her guy friends came in....took her out for a smoke....and the next thing I knew....they wheeled in a new roommate.  I'm not sure what happened to Miriam but I was SO greatly relieved.  But the dark cloud hung in the room and in my head and still continues to stay there.  I didn't say ANYTHING!  I didn't help! 

   So now I sit with the thoughts in my own head.  Thoughts of just how broken people are in the world.  Thoughts of how fortunate my life is that I know God and LOVE the brightness and joy and happiness only He can bring and now I have an example of how people life can be so empty and dark and lost without Him.  So like I try to do in EVERY situation good or bad....I need to learn something.  So what I have learned is that people need HOPE and MERCY and LOVE and GRACE....they need JESUS.   Because I can't imagine this dark cloud that has been clouding my thoughts could be anybody's eternity.

    So please continue to pray with me for the lost and the hopeless.  And pray that as my strength in my body returns it also can renew the strength in my mind to keep fighting a very hard fight. 

Witnessing Miracles!

     On August 30th my heart was forever changed.  Although my family has had experience with adoptions, one with my son and closely living through 5 with my sister, I had NEVER experienced looking in a mother's eyes as she told you she no longer wanted to care for her baby. 

    It was a Friday morning when I walked into Go MAD's Firm Foundation Children's clinic.  My interpreter quickly walked up to me and said, "Jenny, there is a mom that wants to give you her baby!"  I calmly replied, "Ok, let's all just sit down and talk about this."  I turned around to see the sweetest, tiniest baby girl with HUGE eyes, a mouth shaped in a little "o" and long skinny legs that were clapping her feet together as if they were hands.  She immediately melted my heart.  

We had to use several translators because mom is Haitian and speaks Creole to translate to Spanish and then to English for me.  The first thing I asked was how old she was and they said 8 months.  I asked if I heard them right because she only weighed 9 pounds!  Surely they meant 8 days!  They quickly confirmed she was 8 MONTHS!  Her skin was light, her hair was faded, all signs of malnutrition.  This baby is starving to death.  After we spent hours explaining to mom that we can not "take" her baby because that is not what our ministry is about BUT we would help her in whatever way we could.....I went in to check on sweet Calencia that was napping on a bed.  I found her in a huge wet puddle of sweat.  I picked her up to find that she wasn't breathing.  I tapped feet and started saying, "baby baby baby!" and she gasped a big breath of air.  I watched her closely to only see her doing this same thing about every 15 seconds!  She would begin to try to catch her breath and would finally wake up enough to get one and then right back at it.  I soon found out she has been doing this her whole little 8 months on this Earth.  We quickly took her to the hospital to find she had a birth defect that they classify as a cleft palate but with a little more to it.  After 5 doctors and 2 hospitals we finally found that there is a foundation here that can place a temporary shield in the roof of her mouth until she is able to have a permanent surgery at around the age of 3.  All I can say is she has more fight in her than most people I know!  I also know that God has huge plans for her life.

So now the rest of the story.  When mom came to us with her 8 month old baby....she was also 7 months pregnant.  Yep....you read that right.  We also know that mom works as a prostitute.  She says she is 17 although we are not sure that is accurate either.  It was a Friday when she came to our office and on Monday we picked her up to go to another doctor's appointment.  When we saw her I patted her greatly diminished looking belly and asked how she was feeling.  She told me that she had been in a car accident on Saturday and went to the hospital but the baby died.   There were no signs of injuries on the mom and what is still hard for me to comprehend is.... no sadness.  Since that time, the story changed and she told an interpreter that she had slipped on the floor in her bathroom and had a miscarriage.  Many girls here, since abortion is illegal, will drink poison to abort their babies.  I will never know the truth about what happened to that precious life and it will forever haunt me.  I want to badly to get mad at the mom and tell her what I think and turn my back on her......but I can't.  She's broken.  She's a kid.  I have no idea of what she has lived through in her life. She says her parents are both dead and her older sister kicked her out at a young age.  Is any of it true?....I don't know.  But who am I to judge?  I am here to tell about Jesus and give hope.  I am here to show grace.  Right now....I'm numb and am asking God for strength how to handle that part of it.  So we put all of our focus on Calencia and God provided us with hope and healing for her soon and much much more!

Birth mom and Baby

 

NOW.....the really cool goosebumpy part to this story.  The Sunday after baby Calencia entered our lives, our church prayed for her to find the help she needed.  At that SAME moment a couple we met once at a local missionary meeting, were sitting in church just down the street.  The pastor walked by them and stopped he said, "Debbie, something big is going to happen this week.  It's nothing that has been on your radar but God has a plan and you need to listen."  He turned to her husband and simply said, "Bill, you just need to trust God on this."  The next morning as we were getting ready to go pick up baby Calencia, Bill had been out on his morning jog.  He told me later that he usually only does one lap around but he had extra energy that particular morning so he did a second lap.  He "happen" to jog by our house right when Brian (my husband) stepped out of our house.  I heard them chatting so I stepped out to a "Welcome to the neighborhood!"  Bill asked how our ministry was going and I told him just a bit about our sweet little patient.  Shortly after Debbie and Bill paid me a visit at the clinic.   They asked about Calencia and I saw something in their eyes....a little spark of interest.  I asked if they would like to go meet her....it was a quick YES!  God had being laying Romans 8:5 on Debbie's heart:
⁵ Those who live according to the flesh have their minds set on what the flesh desires; but those who live in accordance with the Spirit have their minds set on what the Spirit desires. ⁶ The mind governed by the flesh is death, but the mind governed by the Spirit is life and peace.
Debbie told me that had been expressing through Bible verses how He expects so much more from us than to live for our own comfort.
Being obedient to what God tells us to do....die to ourselves and follow Him.....they said, "If this is your will God....open the doors for us to adopt this baby."  And that is EXACTLY what He did.  Sweet baby Calencia is now Sweet baby Naomi.   She has a Mom and Dad and who want her to be their child forever.  She is now living with HOPE!  She will NEVER have to worry about food, no medical care, and an unfortunate cycle of prostitution that occurs in families here.  She WILL know the LOVE of JESUS! 

Thank you God for allowing me to witness this miracle of a new life with you!


Introducing Naomi and her new family!

                                  
                                                            Amazing Dad and Mom!

                                                         Big Protective Brother Carlos!

Please pray with me for how I can help the birth mom.  After I told her that I found a family for her baby she was excited and her next question was, "But do I still get to see you?"  I told her definitely and I will take her to church.  She also needs hope and love.  As happy as I am for my sweet little patient my heart will never get over looking into the emptiness of her birth mom's eyes as she got out of our car.  I snapped this picture of her walking in the distance....alone..... back to her home.  She looks so alone.....I want to show her how to walk with Jesus.

 

          

        

A new commandment I give to you, that you love one another: just as I have loved you, you also are to love one another. By this all people will know that you are my disciples, if you have love for one another.”   John 13 34-35

 

         

For I have given you an example, that you also should do just as I have done to you.   John 13:15

Keeping It Real!

  Marriage....it is not always easy.  Actually if you ask me it is NEVER easy.....BUT it is a CHOICE.  You can choose to be happy, choose to be selfless, choose to be forgiving, choose to show grace, choose to LOVE like Jesus does.  But let's be real...most days I don't even think....I just react, speak without much thought and anger easily.  Do I WANT to be this way?    Uh no!  But I make excuses, I'm hot, I'm tired, I "deserve" more,  I....I.....I!!!!!!!!!  So I am a piece of work!  BUT....I am work in progress!  I am recognizing that I am a child of God which means I am made human and with many flaws and the ONLY way to be like Jesus is to be in CONSTANT communication with Him.  That's what I love about this journey with Christ is that it is continuous.  You can't be saved and then go on your merry way.....every day it's a WALK with Him. 

 Our journey to the mission field was NOT like this, "Hey honey!  Let's sell all of our worldly possessions and move away from most everyone we love and rely on other's for support and work in a place that's beautiful but hot and where we don't know the language and we may get what belongings we do take stolen!  Sound good?"   Brian - "Sure honey....sounds SWELL!  I'll book the flights!"

 The process to get here was definitely long and hard but SUCH A TIME OF GROWING IN OUR FAITH AND OUR RELATIONSHIP!  Now since we have been on the mission field for over a month, we are digging deeper than ever before to keep walking and growing with our Savior because it's the only way we can face the challenges we are faced with daily.

 So now that I put my human flaws out there for the world to see I want to honor my husband that is WALKING this WALK with me!  You see I get to post pictures and stories about PEOPLE that we come across and how we are trying to help them.  My husbands job is not as glamorous BUT SO necessary.  He makes the Safe House Safer with locks and screens to keep thieves and critters out.  He is scrapping some kind of unknown mold out of a room in the clinic that can cause some serious health issues.  He is fixing too many areas in the school to list to make it safer and more functional.  He gets us safely to work in an area where nobody follows traffic laws.  He will IMMEDIATELY stop what he is doing to take a family to the hospital or go and get formula for a starving baby.  He also has worked endlessly to learn how to get us insurance and safe car, home and area to live. 

 I am so thankful not only that God has given me Brian to be my partner in this life but also that God has given me the ability to STOP and REFLECT and APPRECIATE what BLESSINGS I have in my life.

 

     

1 Corinthians 13:4-10          

Love is patient and kind; love does not envy or boast; it is not arrogant or rude. It does not insist on its own way; it is not irritable or resentful; it does not rejoice at wrongdoing, but rejoices with the truth. Love bears all things, believes all things, hopes all things, endures all things. Love never ends. As for prophecies, they will pass away; as for tongues, they will cease; as for knowledge, it will pass away. ...