Death toll from mudslide is now up to 131 with hundreds still missing.

Yesterday we stopped & picked up medication from Dr. Don for our clinic as we passed through Bunkie. Josue’ will be bring medicine from Dr. Tim on his way from Tennessee.

Josue’ flies in to Lake Charles tonight at 11pm so tomorrow we will pack for the trip back to Guatemala. I am refreshed & physically at about 90% so that is wonderful.

The rains have been unmerciful in Guatemala. These are our girls going to lunch
The rains have been unmerciful in Guatemala. These are our girls coming from lunch

Love makes life just a moment. This Agape love of God makes my days shorter, my weeks a blur, the years I have been married to Dottie have flown, the ministry in Guatemala seems like a blink of my eye. “Just a moment”. Oh my Father, where did we learn to say, “Wait a minute?” We do not have time to wait a minute.

When I go to the baby dorm they ask me daily “Cuando es Navidad?” or “When is Christmas?” They have no concept of a day, a week, a month or a year. If I tell them to wait a moment and Christmas will arrive they have no concept of what that means. They laugh and poke one another as though Christmas is but an hour away.

I have learned to favor the moments that I now have. My time with Dottie is far more precious than it was. To visit my children and grandchildren or to see old friends are dear ‘moments’ to me. Our next breath could be the last. We need to remember the moments we have.

Jesus said, “Before Abraham was born, I am”. Psalms 93 says, “He is from everlasting” and Timothy 6:16 speaks of “immortal” and Jeremiah says, “Everlasting” and the list goes on. The number of God’s days are without measure. Job says they cannot be counted. Isaiah 43:13 says, “From eternity I am He”.

He has no beginning and He has no end. But He has placed eternity in our hearts according to Ecclesiastes 3:11. In my heart is the knowledge that I was made to live forever and ever with Christ. Even Paul says when we suffer it is but light affliction “for a moment”. (II Cor 4:17)

My hard times are but a grain of sand in the hourglass of time.