The CDO - Cagayan de Oro, Philippines

We started our travels on a Tuesday morning at 6:00am leaving Kona, Hawaii and ending on Friday at 5:30 pm in Cagayan de Oro (CDO), Philippines - can you say tired?  It was pretty wild to see how well all the families with small children did with traveling that much, I think there was only one meltdown and he is 5 so I  say bravo to all those kids!  Nick and Sydney were amazing, they are great travelers, made to be missionaries!

We are staying in one room together with a bathroom and a shower, it is definitely do-able for us.  The big bonus is that we have air conditioning, thank you Lord!  It is very hot here with the average temperature of 95 but it feels more like 110 degrees with the humidity.  The people are very friendly and the children are so cute!  The YWAM "base" here in CDO is actually in someone's house which I have been told is quite normal, their hospitality is off the charts!!!  They cook all our meals for us and will even do our laundry for a small fee, they are amazing.  One of the things I have felt God telling me is to "out serve" our hosts, this will not be an easy task as they open their home to a bunch of strangers and feed us, but I am going to try my best.  I am trying to be better at posting and keeping everyone up-to-date on our ministry here in the Philippines.  Our internet is a bit spotty, so I will try to give word at least once a week.

God bless and keep us in your prayers!

My peace I give you. (John 14:27)

Two painters were once asked to paint a picture illustrating his own idea of rest.  The first chose for his scene a quiet, lonely lake, nestled among mountains far away.  The second, using swift, broad strokes on his canvas. painted a thundering waterfall.  Beneath the falls grew a fragile birch tree, bonding over the foam.  On its branches, nearly wet with the spray from the falls, sat a robin on its nest.  The first paining was simply a picture of stagnation and inactivity.  The second, however, depicted rest.
Outwardly, Christ endured one of the most trouble lives ever lived.  Storms and turmoil, turmoil and storms - wave after wave broke over him until his worn body was laid in the tomb.  Yet His inner life was as smooth as a sea of glass, and a great calm was always there.
Anyone could have gone to him at any time and found rest.  Even as the human bloodhounds were dogging him in the streets of Jerusalem, he turned to his disciples, offering them a final legacy; "My peace."
Rest is not some holy feeling that comes upon us i church.  It is a state of calm rising from a heart deeply and firmly established in God.
    ~ Henry Drummond