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Pictures
In case you missed any of the pictures from the week, here are links to the albums from each day.
Saturday/Sunday:
Monday:
Tuesday:
Wednesday:
Thursday
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| Guat 10 - Flying & Day 1 |
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| Guatemala Day Two |
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| Guat 10 - Tuesday - San Antonio |
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| Guat 10 - Wednesday, Outdoor VBS |
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| Guat 10 Thursday Work Day |
Trip Information and Documents
See the detailed flight information here
You can access all of the necessary information and documents for the trip through Google documents. Go to the folder here.
You can access all of the necessary information and documents for the trip through Google documents. Go to the folder here.
Julio and his blue guitar
What is "La Guitarra Azul" (the blue guitar)??
In 2008, Kellye and Jesse had the privilege of joining the ministry of Hearts for Heaven in their annual Christmas celebration. For several days, we traveled around the country, visiting churches, talking about the Christmas story and giving presents to the kids. It was a real adventure!
In one small village church called "Mas Aguas," the children had prepared welcome signs and had practiced songs to perform. But one young boy, Julio, had gone even further. He had been practicing playing guitar and singing, and he brought his guitar to church that day and requested that he be able to play a special song for us and for God.
After the service, Kellye and I talked with Julio. He told us he wanted to grow up to be a singer/songwriter. I told him that I also played guitar, and I thought he had a lot of talent. He in turn gave me one of his guitar picks - a flowery, multicolored one. Kellye and I were significantly touched by Julio's heart and the songs he sang.
It was important for Julio to know that a group was coming to visit his church. He was looking forward to it, and it was a big day for him. But even more significant than the impact we had on Julio's life, was how he touched my life. He challenged me to work hard, to have dreams, and to live what I believe. Julio's blue guitar changed the way I look at my world.
In one small village church called "Mas Aguas," the children had prepared welcome signs and had practiced songs to perform. But one young boy, Julio, had gone even further. He had been practicing playing guitar and singing, and he brought his guitar to church that day and requested that he be able to play a special song for us and for God.
After the service, Kellye and I talked with Julio. He told us he wanted to grow up to be a singer/songwriter. I told him that I also played guitar, and I thought he had a lot of talent. He in turn gave me one of his guitar picks - a flowery, multicolored one. Kellye and I were significantly touched by Julio's heart and the songs he sang.
It was important for Julio to know that a group was coming to visit his church. He was looking forward to it, and it was a big day for him. But even more significant than the impact we had on Julio's life, was how he touched my life. He challenged me to work hard, to have dreams, and to live what I believe. Julio's blue guitar changed the way I look at my world.
Kellye and Julio
Watch Julio play his guitar
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- What we are hoping for today...
- The kids...
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- Thursday - Back Home
- Description of the VBS Program
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Sam, we love seeing you and the team with all the children. Enjoyed your singing! Our thoughts and prayers are with you all. Can't wait to hear all about your amazing 'Guatamala Experience' when you get home. Love you so much.
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