midst of ruin. Moments spent holding precious babies, trying really hard to resist the urge to sneak one of them in my suitcase. :) Standing on a hilltop in Caanan, singing Matt Redmans "Never Once", seeing God move. I've never been to Haiti, but I have been to the island. Spent time in the D.R. a bunch and Guatemala once. For DR, I remember the amazing plantains. And, the salad with the fun unique flavor I liked. (Turned out that it was from rinsing the fresh lettuce in a capful of Clorox.) The warmth of smiles - so heartwarming. Kids who soak up love and hand it out just as freely. New friends who sit so close they are practically on your lap - while the rest of the bleachers are empty. The freshly slaughtered goat - our team felt like the prodigal son. And, who knew that corn tasted SO GOOD on pizza?! First world problems: After having our camp raided... "They took my bathing suit! What will I wear?" "They took my bible. I'm glad they took it! We should leave some out tonight!" "Have me ankles always been the size of grapefruits?" "Why can't I bring a baseball bat as carry-on?" "I'd like to sponsor the girl I met on the playground.Oh, you have 35 Elizabeth's at this school?" Jen, I have not met you in person but I have friends who are a part of ANC who put your blog posts on their fb page several