Tuesday, January 24, 2017

Rain Forest Getaway by Chris

One of the rapid boats we took to Lagunas
We went out on a night excursion and
our guide found this baby caiman!
All year long, we were hoping to have a getaway to the Amazon rain forest and the trip was delayed and delayed.  We finally had the opportunity for our rain forest getaway and it was fantastic!  We traveled by camioneta up to Tarapoto where a taxi then took us through the twisty highway road to Yurimaguas in the neighboring departamento of Loreto.  We traveled by "rapid" boat for most of the trip.  Our first boat took about 5 hours to a town called Lagunas, or Lakes, in English.  We had a little setback in that the boat ran aground on a sandbar where everyone had to get out and push us back until we were freed up.  It was actually a very fun experience to have!

All of us in one of the canoes, heading down the river!
Once in Lagunas, we met up with our guides and found a place to stay for the night.  The next day we departed early via motokars to the entrance to the Pacaya-Samaria Reserve, which is the largest nature reserve in Peru at 20,800 square kilometers.  We then transferred all of our provisions into one canoe and we all piled into the other canoe.  Only about 10 minutes later, we came across a lot of monkeys in the treetops above us.  We stopped to watch them for about 20 minutes.


We didn't catch this!  This is a Paiche fish,
aka the Arapaima, a great tasting fish!
Here is a sampling of the wildlife we came across: The giant paiche fish, red howler monkeys, brown four-eyed opossums, giant river otters, southern two-toes sloths, brown-throated three-toed sloths, pygmy marmosets and tons of common squirrel monkeys.  Click here to learn about the Pink River Dolphins we saw.




Click here to hear what a howler monkey sounds like: Howler Monkey, that is the sound that we woke up to each morning....it was awesome!!!


Jack and Michael had tons of time to fish,
explore and just be boys!







Lots of time for fishing for delicious doncella and piranhas!
Michael holding an anaconda!
Don't worry, it doesn't bite!
We also saw many types of amazing birds, such as scarlet macaws, blue-and-yellow macaws, red-and-green macaws, laughing falcons, harpy eagles, hawk-eagles, greater ani, kingfishers, toucans, and many, many more.

After 5 fun-filled days in the jungle, our travels continued by boat for a 10 hour trip on to Iquitos, where we had a nice time to relax and spend time together as a family!



Thank you for taking time to read about what the Lord has been doing through Team Carmody. Please pray for our continued success as we work hard to preach the gospel and serve the poor here in Peru.

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Another Miracle - Thank You Jesus!!


Miracles Abound, 
All Praise be to God!

When the bible study ended last night we headed to the van and summoned the kids to follow.  They hurried over only to say that we couldn't go home yet.  I expected petitions for more play time, requests for driving friends home or possibly just time to hang out in the plaza.  I was wrong.  

A few hours earlier a man got into a moto accident and was writhing in pain. The unofficial diagnosis was a broken femur. He was unable to walk and wailed in pain with even the slightest touch. Due to his intoxicated state, he was prohibited from seeking help at the clinic until he was sober. Katelyn and Anna, who know everything about everyone in town, informed us that the injured man is the dad of the girl who played Mary in their nativity story skit on Christmas Eve.  "Remember," they said, "the girl who heard the story of Jesus' birth for the first time during our rehearsal?"  They sadly explained that "everyone" feels like Tido "deserves what he got cuz he's nothin' but a drunk".  Unphased by popular opinion, we continued on to his house.

We found him laying in bed bearing the unbearable.  At first he was indifferent to our presence and neither objected nor consented to our company.  We eased into conversation and allowed him to take the lead. Within an hour Tido was sharing personal stories about his family and his faith. He raved about our daughters and explained how much the other teens respect them. He congratulated me on a recent soccer game well played and recapped some highlights. Before he could say more he was overcome by the shooting pains in his left thigh. As his back arched up, his head dug into the pillow, and his clenched fists crumpled the sheets, we knew it was time to pray. I took a hold of his hand and altogether we approached the throne of God, begging for healing of both body and soul. After the pain subsided I drew attention to the wound on his hand and asked for permission to treat it. He declined, insisting that it was nothing, but gave in after Chris explained the danger of infections. His wife showed us the gashes across the tops of his left toes, so we cleaned and wrapped those as well. As I carefully worked, Chris began quietly singing a popular praise and worship song. To our surprise, Tido began singing along. He knew every word...who would have thought? When Chris started singing a second song, Tido smiled and joined in.  Time seemed to stop as we offered our praise to the Lord.

With increased confidence and comfort, Tido began talking about his job ~ it's a good job that he's had for a long time.  However, if he didn't show up for work, they would find someone else. Providing for his family was incredibly important; so, broken femur or not, he was going to work the following day. I rushed home to get the VetWrap we brought with us from the States. As I began wrapping his thigh, Tido clenched his teeth and squirmed. Despite my efforts to be gentle, the pain was too much.  Seeing this, Chris insisted that he at least get an X-ray so we know what we're dealing with. He finally agreed to consider it in the morning.

Tido laid still in silence.  Assuming that he'd fallen asleep, we agreed to tip-toe out... Until he began describing his daughter's desire to be baptized in the church and receive Jesus in the Eucharist. Before, he was objectionable to anyone in his family even going to church, but his heart has soften. He asked if we would be willing to be her godparents. Without knowing what the Lord had in store, I would have considered this the miracle!!

Before leaving we laid hands on our new friend and begged the Lord for complete healing. After returning home we prayed again. This morning, before Chris left to check on him, we prayed again. In the bible, Jesus tells us to pray without ceasing, and so we do! Chris found Tido pain-free. His left thigh felt a bit weak, but was otherwise fine. He agreed to one day's rest and plans to return to work tomorrow.  
AMAZING - AMAZING - AMAZING!!!

I wish I could share pictures with you, but there are none.  We didn't have our camera with us last night and it wouldn't have been appropriate to compromise the sanctity of this experience by taking a picture today.  Despite the lack of exciting photos, I wanted to share this story because it's a perfect example of what we see so often. I encourage you to pray with confidence and then wait. I'm here to say that...

miracles abound, 
all praise be to God!


Thank you for taking time to read about what the Lord has been doing through Team Carmody. Please pray for our continued success as we work hard to preach the gospel and serve the poor here in Peru.

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Saturday, January 21, 2017

First Wedding in San Hilarion




"I, Atilano, take you, Mercedes, to be my wife. 
I promise to be true to you in good times and in bad, 
in sickness and in health.  
I will love you and honor you all the days of my life."  


Just a few 
months ago 
Mercedes and Atilano never imagined that marriage in the church was possible, but we know that anything is possible with God!!  

So, how did this 
all come about?

Upon arriving in Peru it took time to figure out which stores sold which items. It took even longer to figure out who had the best of each thing. For example, almost every corner store sells bread, but it's old and stale. The best option is buying it fresh from the walking vender who passes our house at 6:30 each morning.  

Depending on the time of year, fresh fruit and vegetables can be difficult to find. So, we were elated to find "the fruit lady" who has boxes of fresh fruit stacked about her shop.  

We began visiting "the fruit lady" regularly and slowly got to know her.

One day I noticed a Watch Tower pamphlet on her counter and asked if she's a Jehovah's Witness. In talking with her I discovered that she's Catholic and has all of her sacraments (which is uncommon around here).  She hadn't attended the church here in San Hilarion because, "Nobody ever invited me."  This opened the door to wonderful conversation, which continued with each visit.  

These aren't the scissors they had,
but as I remember back to this day it
seems like they were about this big....
give or take a little.
 
She invited our family to their store/home for lunch the following week.  We got to meet her husband (they had been married civilly) and enjoyed a wonderful meal.  

As we were leaving, "the fruit lady" and her husband began scurrying about.  They came in and out of the room, scrambling to find something....  

Finally, the husband yelped in excitement and entered the room with a large pair of sheers. Mercedes put Luis Angel, their 18 month old son, onto her lap and held his head still. "He's never had his hair cut," they said together. "We want you to cut his hair." Feeling totally confused I reluctantly took the gigantic sheers and approached the unhappy prisoner. The long strands in the back seemed like the safest place to start, but even that freaked him out. Louis Angel squirmed and tossed about hoping to break free.  "He just started walking yesterday and doesn't like to be on my lap anymore," Mercedes apologized. "Toca la tete, toca le tete!" Atilano shouted wanting the child to nurse. Mercedes grabbed her son and did as she was asked.  When he became unmanageable, Atilano would jump around and yell, "Otro lado" (other side). As so it was that Luis Angel got his first haircut.  After being released, the little boy was encouraged to tell "his godparents" thank you.  "What? Who are his godparents? What's happening?"  They explained the custom in their hometown - cutting a baby's hair for the first time makes a couple his/her godparents. "No, No!" we said, "That is not true..."  We had another commitment, that we were now late for, so we couldn't explain much more. However, we promised to return and explain how their son could receive a legitimate baptism in the church.

As promised, we returned many times - to buy fruit and also just hang out. As we developed a closer relationship we learned that both Mercedes and Atilano wanted to be married in the church, but perceived it to be cost prohibitive: the dress, rings, reception, etc.. When we explained that we have wedding dresses that she could choose from, rings donated by our friends' benefactors and money available to provide a small reception for their families, they were elated.

Over the course of the next two months we visited their home/shop many times to prepare them for the sacrament of marriage. About two weeks before the big day we went to the nearby town where our missionary friends live so that Mercedes could try on dresses and have her choice one altered.


The morning of their "big day" we decorated the church and made all the necessary preparations.


The community members were super excited because this was going to be the first church wedding in as long as anyone could remember.

The celebration began as we walked Mercedes up the aisle.

After she took her place of honor at the front, Padre Paco welcomed the community ~ especially those being baptized and/or receiving their First Holy Communion.





The joy in our hearts overflowed as Luis Angel was baptized - for real.




We were equally as excited when our friend Isaac was received into the church and made his First Holy Communion.





Several other kids that we've become friends with received Jesus in the Eucharist for the first time as well.







There were nothing but smiles everywhere we looked.... ALL praise be to God!!!

Even though it is the cultural norm not to smile for pictures, 
Mercedes parents and siblings couldn't hold back.




After Mass we walked across the road to a small restaurant where we celebrated with Mercedes' family and a few close friends.




The owner had grand plans of preparing extra-special meals for this extra-special occasion, but his chef friend got sick and so we had fried chicken with french fries.  Nobody thought twice about the alternative fare and thanked God for all those who made this celebration possible.



Next, we shared the custom of feeding each other cake, which they all thought was hilarious.




We spent the next several hours dancing to the traditional music of Cajamarca, their birthplace, which was super fun.







As we reluctantly snipped locks from squirmy little Luis Angel, we never imagined that it would lead to this.

We often pray that the Lord helps us to recognize the opportunities before us to do His work and His will.  Sometimes those opportunities are incredibly obvious.  Other times they're a bit more obscure. Unable to see the bigger picture or to know God's will inside of each moment, we simply say "yes" whenever possible and trust that His plan is infinitely better than ours.

Several other couples have expressed interest in getting married in the church, but so far none have committed to the necessary preparation. They acknowledge the grace afforded by this sacrament, but feel nervous about making a lifelong commitment to God.  Several people have said, "What if I decide I want a different husband/wife later?  If I get married in the church it's forever and I can't change my mind." Given the fact that most of these couples have several kids together, we have a lot of work to do. We ask for your prayers as they consider entering more fully into their relationships with their spouses as well as Our Lord and His beautiful Church.




Thank you for taking time to read about what the Lord has been doing through Team Carmody. Please pray for our continued success as we work hard to preach the gospel and serve the poor here in Peru.

We'd love to hear from you via email:
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Today Class #2

"Stop!  Stop!"
"Look, a pig! Let's go get it's lungs."


Jack has been studying respiration. We read, watch videos and talk about how this system works, but nothing compares to exploring the real thing.

As we drove along the main street in our town we saw a freshly butchered pig hanging out front. Grabbing my dictionary, I jumped out and asked if we could buy its "pulmones". He had just sold all the innards to a woman in town, but thought that she might be willing to share. We rushed to her house, hoping to arrive before there was too much slicing and dicing.

I explained our intentions, but she was totally confused.

"You're going to cut it up just to look at it?" she asked.

"Yes, for science."

She shrugged, shook her head and said, "Then what?"

I shrugged, shook my head and said, "Put it in the garbage?"

She gasped at the thought of wasting such delicious treats and insisted that we return everything to her afterward so that she could prepare soups and other delectable dishes. I agreed and gave her the equivalent of $1.50 to "rent" the pig's respiratory system for the day. I grabbed the bag and dashed away before she had the opportunity to invite us for dinner.

At first the kids were reluctant to even touch it...



...but that quickly changed when we pointed out the voice box, windpipe, and bronchi.


They were amazed to find all the same parts and pieces shown in the diagrams we had studied.






Katelyn had the idea to inflate the lungs using a balloon.




After exploring the stretchiness of the lung tissue, the rigidity of the alveoli and the floppiness of the epiglotis we bagged everything up and returned it as promised.





When the Lord called us into missions I was afraid....

               ....afraid that my children would miss out on a quality education.

In Luke 18:29 Jesus says, "...there is no one who has given up house or wife or brothers or parents of children for the sake of the kingdom of God who will not receive an overabundant return in this present age..."

I never imagined that this would include pig guts.



Thank you for taking time to read about what the Lord has been doing through Team Carmody. Please pray for our continued success as we work hard to preach the gospel and serve the poor here in Peru.

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Thursday, January 19, 2017

Amalita's House

When you hear, 
"HOME SWEET HOME" 
is this the image that comes to mind?  



For Amelita, this was home...


...this was everything.


When our friend introduced us, Amelita could hardly speak between sobs. Her grandson was threatening to take back the steel roof panels he bought her years before. She was deathly sick from living in such destitution and felt afraid. Without a roof over her head (literally) her humble home would be nothing more than bamboo shoots draped in plastic.




Amelita didn't ask for much, but the Holy Spirit told us to give her everything. Jesus was before us, in the disguise of a desperate elderly woman, and we wanted more than anything to serve him, to restore his dignity.


In obedience to that prompting we asked Amelita if we could build her some walls. In awe, she explained that she never had a "real" house before.  We took measurements, ordered the wood and got started.






Gently the kids untied the countless knots and took down the walls.



As I laid the large patchwork creations on the ground to fold them I realized just how much effort had gone into creating a place to call home.

Tears filled my eyes and trickled down my checks as I placed myself before the Lord, "I'm so sorry for all the times I have taken your blessings for granted. I'm sorry for all the times I was unsatisfied and sought more. Thank you Lord for bringing me here and allowing me to see myself as you see me."  

"O God, be merciful to me a sinner." 
(Luke 18:13) 



Everyone pitched in to help...




After taking down the plastic we carefully disassembled the bamboo shoot supports.































Michael and our friend Isaac carried all the bamboo shoots to the backyard where they piled them neatly.  It went without saying that someone else would use these precious resources for something.




Chris came to the rescue when we happened upon a tangled mess of electrical wires ~ some old, some new, some functioning, most not.

They all appeared to be leading back to Amelita's grandson's house which we learned was another source of pain. When angry, which was most of the time, her grandson cut off the electricity to punish her.

We thanked God for Chris' apprenticeship with my dad during our many home improvement projects. He untangled the wires, politely returned them all to the grandson and thanked him for allowing his grandmother to use his electricity in the past.







After all the walls were down it was time to take off the coveted steel roof panels.




























We carefully removed each one and carried them to the grandson's house.





Throughout my life I've done many projects with my dad. As a job was coming to completion I'd always hear him say, "That's the one we've been looking for all day."

If we were chopping wood he'd make his joke as he was getting ready to swing the axe for the last time.  If we were raking leaves he'd share the cherished line as we dropped the last leaf into the bag.

The last task we had was pulling all the 3-meter tree trunks out of the ground so that they could be used again. The kids realized just how strong something becomes when you bury a third of it underground.

As we lifted it out of the hole I laughed and said, "This is the one we've been looking for all day." I'm not sure if the Peruvian kids understood my joke, but they realized the work was done when we invited them all to get an ice cream cone.

As we stumbled along the dirt road I thanked the Lord for my wonderful parents who unknowingly prepared me well for this life in missions.

The question has been raised many times, "Why did you build Amelita a house and not others? How did you pick her?"


The easy answer that can be hard to understand is that we didn't pick Amelita, the Holy Spirit did.

In Isaiah 55:8 
the Lord says, 

"...my thoughts are not your thoughts and my ways are not your ways."  




During our formation with FMC we were told time and again that the Holy Spirit is the principle agent in missions. Our job is to simply listen and obey.


There is a praise and worship song that we sing with the following lyrics:
"Let us rise up, rise up. To say Amen is not enough, we must fly to ever corner of the earth, til every heart has felt His worth, Oh that tonight we would rise up.  Holy Spirit, fire fall - as we listen for your call.  Burn in us, you are our desire. Yearn in us. Set our hearts on fire."

We see Amelita almost daily.  She walks differently than she used to: upright and with dignity.  She continues to struggle with a chronic cough, but otherwise her health problems have subsided. She spends most of her time in church, is often seen walking around town with other ladies her age laughing and making jokes.

When she sees us she always gives us a big hug and kiss. Skeptically one could assume it's because we provided so much for her materially, but we know in our hearts that it's because she has felt the love of Jesus...she has felt his worth, just like the praise and worship songs states.

I'm going to keep my eyes open for a sign in Spanish that says, "Home Sweet Home"that we can hang above her door.



Thank you for taking time to read about what the Lord has been doing through Team Carmody. Please pray for our continued success as we work hard to preach the gospel and serve the poor here in Peru.

We'd love to hear from you via email:
carmodyfamilyonmissions@gmail.com

If the Holy Spirit is nudging you to support us financially, please visit:
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Wednesday, January 18, 2017

A Typical Day

There is no such thing as a typical day.  However, in an attempt to capture what our day-to-day life is like, we decided to take pictures of everything we did one day and share it as an example.

Around 1920 Chinese evangelist, Leland Wang, coined the phrase "No Bible, No Breakfast". His dedication to the gospel was life sustaining and provided him the strength he needed to be a zealous missionary for several decades.  

Making coffee like this is our new normal
so it didn't occur to me to take a picture until I started
writing this bog - so I had to have Chris pose....
so silly!
Like Wang, we are nourished by God's Word. Each morning Chris and I wake early to read our bibles and have personal prayer time before the busyness of the day begins.

Wang insisted that one not eat before he reads his bible, but he didn't say anything about delaying a much needed cup of coffee.  

To make coffee, we pour boiling water into a canister with holes.  As the water drains through the delicious, locally grown grounds it absorbs the flavor and provides a mild, but delicious treat.

Breakfast has always been an important meal in our house.  So, after prayer time I walk to the bodega (a little shop setup in the front room of someone's home) to buy eggs, rice, yogurt or oatmeal.



When breakfast is ready we wake the kids.

Katelyn, Anna, Jack and Michael sleep in a hallway of sorts by our backdoor.  They have bug nets to protect them from poisonous spiders, cockroaches, and the droves of bugs which enter in where our walls don't quite meet up with the steel panel roof.  Their fan provides a cool breeze on especially hot nights, but more importantly drowns out the noise of the disco-tech nearby which plays really loud music all night long.



Isaac considers himself our 5th child. Coming from a broken home replete with addiction, abuse and occult activity, he cherishes every minute we get to spend together.  For his 15th birthday he humbly asked if I could make pancakes for breakfast. Pancakes are a super special treat compared to the standard fare of rice and plantains. At 6:00 a.m., when we heard his knock at our door, we rushed to greet him while singing - in English and Spanish.



Isaac left in time to walk to school by 7:00. After breakfast we always work together to clean up the kitchen, taking turns washing the dishes. Today happened to be my turn. Although hand washing all our dishes seemed like a lot of work when we first arrived, we now count our blessings because, unlike our neighbors, we have running water in the house and therefore don't have to start our day by hauling heavy buckets across town.


After breakfast we start school work. Usually we're uninterrupted because we've explained the importance of this time to our friends and neighbors.

However, sometimes things come up.


Today Edgardo, our carpenter friend, stopped by needing direction on the finishing touches of a house project he is completing for us. Without hesitation, Chris and the boys jumped in his moto and zoomed off.

At first these interruptions were difficult. However, having been here a year, I now appreciate all that the kids learn each time we get distracted from "learning".






At times, our kids try to convince me that they don't need to do "regular" school work...

"Mom, everyone here is incredibly resourceful. They do so much with so little and we're learning all that by watching them. Do you know how much we learn by just living here and seeing how people survive?"

While all this may be true, I don't know for sure and therefore error on the side of caution and require the "regular" stuff to be completed as well.

I suppose if nothing else, it helps me to sleep well at night.  


Today, Katelyn gave a presentation on elements and molecules for Biology.

The kids have always done a lot of hands-on activities, projects, experiments, and presentations because it helps them to learn the material ~ plus it's fun!

We've continued that type of homeschooling here.

We've used the same curriculum for five years, which has also helped the kids learn. When Katelyn studies a given topic everyone is introduced to the information. Then, when Anna covers the same material it's a review for Katelyn and an additional introduction for the boys. When Jack and Michael begin studying those same topics it is typically pretty easy for them because they've already been exposed to the material multiple times.  Plus, it's a great review for the girls.

Today was Chemistry 101, which was most exciting for Chris who fondly remembered his days of Chemistry at the University of Detroit Mercy.




Chris has been an AMAZING addition to our otherwise small homeschooling staff.

He's an incredible teacher and we all learn so, so much from him.




As the kids finish their school work we begin thinking about lunch.

Chris is our lunch chef. He has learned to use the local ingredients to prepare delicious and healthy alternatives to the chicken and rice which makes up the vast majority of our diet.

The first ones done with their assignments get to head out to the little markets around town to buy the items that Chris needs. Today, Anna and Michael found fresh chorizo and veggies that Chris used to make a pasta dish.





After lunch we rest along with the rest of our town.



Some days we sleep during rest time...














...other days we play, read or just relax and chat.



One of the kids' favorite activities is playing "trompas" which are Peruvian tops.



After hours (and hours and hours) of practice they've all learned to spin them well.






With that basics behind them they've moved on to tricks such as getting them to spin in their hands and even up their arms.







No matter what we're doing we always have an audience.


Gerald, our neighbor, loves to park himself in our doorway and wait patiently to be invited to join in whatever is going on.



Several nights during the week we have ministries that keep us out rather late. Given the logistics, dinner just doesn't work out for us those nights. Instead, we have a late afternoon snack.

Today we had the mangos and guavas which we received as a gift from the neighbor.


We also enjoyed crackers and fresh cheese that our friend's family made the day before.



Around 3 o'clock the activity in town starts to pick back up. Shops re-open and the traveling vendors begin making their rounds again. Knowing that this is a hard way to make a living, we support such families as often as we can.  Today we bought pomegranates and chirimoya.  Last week we got a large container of honey, which the family had harvested from the nearby mountains, for about $3.

This is a new favorite game.
One team tries to set up a bunch of tin cans without
the other team beaming them with the ball.

Some days we do ministry in the afternoon.

During home visits we give families food, share scripture, sing along as Chris plays the guitar and just pass time together.  

Other days our kids play with their friends.




We were supposed to visit a pueblo this evening, but plans changed when we got a call from the priest. Around 4 o'clock we found out that he could celebrate Mass in our town that same evening, which was super exciting for everyone!!

Now, this is typical. Plans here are nothing more than a suggestion of what might happen. People are incredibly flexible and open to whatever comes up.

As we were getting ready for Mass a young boy and his mother knocked at our door. Immediately we recognized him from the pueblo we had visited the night before. He had gotten hit in the head with a rock and the deep, open wound was badly infected.  I had cared for him the best I could with the first-aid kit we keep in the van, but I invited them to our home to get additional care.  And so it was that I had the opportunity to help this little boy who then accompanied us to Mass with his Mom.





Our time spent going door-to-door to invite people paid off because the church was full.

I explained my childhood tradition of playing
"Heavy, heavy, hang over your head, what do you think
it could be? Something to read? Eat? Wear? Play with?





Although we were all tired enough to collapse in bed, our day was not yet done. After Mass we returned to our house for birthday celebration #2.

Charo is the leader of the Catholic community here in San Hilarion. It has been a blessing to spend time with her almost every day and as a result we've become very good friends.

Her family is very poor because her husband's work driving a tractor in the rice fields is inconsistent at best. She cried when she saw the cake we had made for her (oops, I forgot to take a picture of that activity) and couldn't believe we had bought her a present. She said that she hadn't received anything in years.

As we were visiting, Chris took the opportunity to continue his guitar lessons with Charo's daughter Angie who hopes to be able to play as well as Chris someday.

As the day came to an end I thought about all the pictures we had taken and considered whether or not it was a fair representation of our life here in Peru.

Some days we run from this place to that as we fulfill commitments and attend to our many scheduled ministries. Other days we never leave the house; all our time is spent preparing for an upcoming activity or event - making posters, practicing songs, outlining talks, etc... When someone dies everything gets put on hold and we give everything we have to the family who has lost a loved one. What about the days we gather with the other FMC missionaries for a day of fun?  It hardly seems sufficient to say that there is no such thing as a "typical" day, but we wanted to give it a shot.




Thank you for taking time to read about what the Lord has been doing through Team Carmody. Please pray for our continued success as we work hard to preach the gospel and serve the poor here in Peru.

We'd love to hear from you via email:
carmodyfamilyonmissions@gmail.com

If the Holy Spirit is nudging you to support us financially, please visit:
www.carmodyfamily.familymissionscompany.com