After some rough years and difficult effects of COVID, the camp at Pena de Horeb in Spain is back in action and running at full capacity.

We made the decision to spread the word, asking for volunteers to come and drive food over the border. The way that people responded to this call and how quickly has truly been a godsend.

People used to have a hard time finding Ukraine on a map, or they often just considered it a suburb of Russia, but it has now captured the eyes and hearts of the world.

I feel so blessed to have been able to help even in a small way by loving other mothers’ children.

“She had seen so many miracles over the past few days of their evacuation from Ukraine...she knew God was taking care of them.”

I am sad that I have left my family on the other side of the planet. But on top of all these emotions is joy.

At a time when nothing is normal or usual, God has been reminding me of the importance of how I see Him and call His name.

Though my cave of safety beckons, the wind of the Spirit blows strongly, bending me to do and be so much more than I could ever be on my own.

I know his answers to prayers are not always yes, but he cares for me so well and I doubt him so often.

I saw my trip to Indiana and Kentucky as a way for God to bless me, but instead, God used that trip to bless someone else.

God’s word, and his ordinances and lovingkindness shown through his word, are like water for the sweaty, hot, dehydrated soul.

Being a missionary has had its share of challenges, but watching Him work over and over again, directly and through His people, has been such a humbling blessing.