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My idea wasn’t to come to Peru by myself to hangout with friends and relax.  My plan included bringing a team of people and reaching out to the poor areas of town and possibly even the jungle.  I wanted to do so much in the short two weeks that I was saving my time for.  As God often does, he changed my plans.

I’ve had such a strong desire to return to Peru since my February 2012 trip along with my friend and roommate Paulo.  I wanted to go do something for God and for the people of Peru.  I was going to be the leader of a missions trip that was going to be different.  It was going to be one of those short term trips that actually does good for the local community.  When I began to see that things weren’t going to work out after trying to plan and meet with people, I began to become very frustrated.  I was upset with myself, other people, and even God for not allowing me to do work for him.  I then began to go with him to the wilderness and found out that he wanted me to himself and that he had so many plans and gifts for me.  He wanted me to be ready for things ahead and not to be frustrated by my lack of works.

After that, I felt a little better but then got the idea to take the trip by myself anyway because I had been saving up the vacation time for a trip this year anyway.  I finally worked it out with my missionary friends and looked forward to going and helping them out.  Again, I had a plan to teach in the ministry school, minister in shanty town, pray for the college, etc…

Then September and October came along which included allergic reactions, bed bugs, broken doors, broken water heater, cleaning my entire home, throwing away many things, and drying every piece of cloth in my entire home.  As you can imagine, this was extremely stressful and overwhelming(not to mention my finances taking a huge hit).  By the time everything was taken care of with the bugs and fixing the other stuff it was a few weeks before I was to leave and I was still worried, stressed, and breaking out in hives.  I was determined to still go and give it my best shot.  I sent a message to my missionary friend Shaun and told him that I had a rough couple weeks and he responded with him saying they would pray.

Fast Forward to my arrival and one of the first things Shaun says to me on the ride back to the house is based on what you told me , we have decided that you are going to be treated as a family guest meaning I could participate in things or not.  He recommended that I just rest and then see how I felt.  I wasn’t sure how to take it but knew that it was the right thing to do.

I began to rest the next couple days with every intention of getting up to go to the school and prayer one of the days but I never made it.  I slept the best I have ever slept in my entire life.  Approximately 10 hours every night.  It was insane!  I ended up going to church and praying a few times for people, going to children’s church once, and taking a prayer walk and that was pretty much the extent of my “service” while I was there. 

My Father (God) always has the best plans for me even when I think my plans are to honor him and are the best for me.  He thought it was a better idea for me to rest, have fun, and spend time in his presence for a restful two weeks.  He was right and I’m better for it. What’s new?  haha.


Peru Arrival

I arrived here in Peru after a long 17 hours of planes, layovers, and bad airplane food.  With about 3 hours to go, I broke my headphones and man did I hit a wall after that.  I even ended up reading 2 People magazines that my plane seat neighbor offered.  She was a sweet lady. I feel bad because the actual headphone piece was stuck in the jack without a way to get it out.

All in all, I arrived in one piece and got through immigration and customs pretty quickly.  Shaun was there to greet me and it was so good to see him.  It’s not fun to fly by yourself for more than a couple hours and I was glad I had somebody to talk to on the way back to his house.

He explained to me that based on what I had told him that I would be treated as a family guest and that I could do and not do what I want when it comes to ministry stuff.  I told some of you and had a post on Facebook saying that this would be a more restful trip because it’s been a hard couple months.  I was grateful to hear that there was no pressure for me to perform or participate in anything. I feel like I’ll take this first week and really pray and spend time with God to see what he’s saying and why he has me here.  There is this deep need for solitude right now and I have the perfect room in their house to do it.

Please pray that I hear what the Lord says and that I trust that he will speak and come through for me.


This post will not be as organized as the one about Cusco because I was not able to write everything down in chronological order.  We were sad to leave Cusco on Wednesday the 15th but knew that the Lord had something else for us in Lima.  It was definitely something completely different and we were excited.  It was a desire of Paulo’s to see a ministry in his country like the one that we are a part of here in Charlotte.  He wanted to know God can do things in his own country through discipleship and community.  We also began to think of what we could to do help in Cusco and what it would looked like.

When we arrived we were met by Mark and Shaun.  Mark is from Sheffield, England and him and his wife Anna began the ministry there approximately 5 years ago.  Shaun and Amanda are from Texas and they moved to Peru about two years ago to help with the ministry.  They are a couple who are about the same age as us so we were able to relate to them pretty well.  We were taken to Shaun and Amanda’s first because that is where we would be staying.  We then began to meet all the leaders who are a part of this community and ministry called Oikos.  This ministry has about 12 leaders(English,American, Canadian, and Peruvian) in which they together seek to make disciples in shanty towns near by called Pacifico and San Genaro and are working on disciplining a people group called the Shipibo who live in the jungle.  You can probably get a better idea of what they do through Shaun and Amanda’s website http://www.calledtoperu.org/

We were able to take part in a meeting where they working to translate concepts of discipleship into the Shipibo language.  It was a very interesting time because you had three languages being spoken all at once.  They are also working to translate other things for this people and it is very challenging but will be very rewarding when people come to Christ because of their work.  We also took part in some other meetings and small groups in which they taught these things to English and Spanish leaders.  You could see that they understood much quicker because the language barrier wasn’t there.

The whole time there I was just amazed at how similar their model of church was to ours at Dust and Renovatus.  Even though they get to spend a lot more time together as a community.  It was truly a healthy community of believers who live life out together.  They meet together, confess to one another, our vulnerable and transparent with each other, love each other, and even eat together everyday at Lunch.  I felt like I was at home in this place away from home.

A few of the main concepts that I took from my time there was that there has to be challenge in a community.  You have to have a spiritual father/mother who is encouraging you to be who God created you to be.  If you don’t have that you are going to gravitate towards being a talker and not a doer.  I loved the fact that every member of their leadership team was active in the community not just leading a small group and being there going through the motions.  Everybody was passionate about their community and wanting to grow closer to God and at the same time grow the people around them.

Other things we got to do was be a part of a couple church services.  One was in Pacifico and that is where I told my testimony for the 2nd time in Peru.  The other service was in Mark and Anna’s house and Paulo was able to tell his testimony there for the 2nd time as well.  We met some of the kids in the neighborhood and recently we heard one of them got saved so that’s awesome.  We got to spend an evening with Paulo’s parents and Shaun and Amanda.  They might be able to start a small group at his parent’s house which would be amazing.  Please pray that this happens and that God is able to touch Paulo’s family and that they would all come to Christ.

There are so many other details and little things I can talk about here but I just love all the new friends I was able to come away with: Mark and Anna, Shaun and Amanda, Nancy, Erling, Anna Lou, Rosa, Liliana, Steve, Ronald, etc.(If you are in the etc. sorry I love you too)

I truly felt more blessed and poured into by this community then I felt like I helped or blessed them.  This ministry is the real deal and I was overwhelmingly amazed by my week with them.  The hope to find a ministry to where we could partner with in Cusco in the future was definitely made here.  I know that we will be together with this group again as we bring teams down to Peru.  I hope this blog made some sense.  I just can’t seem to think of all the details tonight.


We arrived in Cusco early Thursday morning because we couldn’t get all three flights in one day.  I was to excited to go to sleep and therefore may of slept somewhere between 30mins-hour.  The airport is very small in Cusco and soon as we got our bags we had to find the missionary who was picking us up.  We didn’t see him and so we tried to call but couldn’t figure out how to dial yet.  We walked outside and then saw Ricky.  Ricky had a giant smile on his face and I knew he was the one even though I had never seen him in my life.  All I have to say about him is that you could tell he had Jesus right away.  We then drove to his home which wasn’t very far from the airport (Thank God since we had been traveling for 19 hours).

Upon arriving at Ricky and Tracie’s house, we met Tracie and their two kids Isabella and Milan.  They provided breakfast to us, talked a little about the trip in, and recommended that we get some rest.  We then went to our rooms and took a nap of about 5 hours.  I woke up and began to feel a slight headache and contributed that to the high altitude(11,000 ft compared to Charlotte 751ft).  I eventually took some Advil and was back to normal.  Ricky and Tracie then began to tell us over lunch what they do as missionaries and some of the stories of their last few years there.  You could tell immediately that the work has been hard and they have had some tough times getting this ministry off the ground.  They needed help, need help now, and will need help because they are having to move back to Chile based on a eye sickness that Tracie has that is caused by the high altitude.  They proceeded to take us up the mountain and show us the church and the land around the church.  From the church, you can see the entire city and man you could just stand there and pray for it for hours I think.  On the way back to the house, we went to the Plaza de Armas (center square of the city).  The route we took we went by one of the catholic cathedrals and we saw that they were having a party/festival complete with mass alcohol, food, and people being wasted and going to the bathroom on the side of the road.  Apparently, the catholic churches allow this kind of thing to go on often and many people are alcoholics in this region.  So on the first day, we saw a huge need for God to do something and save these people.

Friday was the morning soccer game and we went and played with Ricky, Jorge(has the call to be the pastor there), and a bunch boys from the neighborhood.  We played for a little over an hour and then shared a soda drink with all the kids.  I had a awesome time playing even though it was hard to play because of the high altitude(less oxygen).  When we went back to the house this time, we stopped by the supermarket for a few things.  While we waited outside for them to pay, Paulo saw a painter  and started a conversation and invited him to church.  Paulo impressed me on this trip on his willingness to just talk with people and show his kindness to everyone.  When we got home we just began to build the relationship with Ricky and Tracie and the 2 kids.  We ate three small meals a day and just loved being at the table together.

Saturday consisted of youth group and we met with approximately 8-10 teenagers.  Jorge talked about true biblical baptism and had the youth answer questions and participate very well.  We also sang a few worship songs and at the end Paulo and I just said a few things to encourage the youth.  Ricky and Tracie really have started the church because of their kids and youth ministries.  They tried to grow the church the traditional way of doing events and things and nothing worked until they just started with the kids.  It’s very important that they pour into the kids so that the new generation can tell the older generations.  They said that they can have up to 100 kids sometimes on Saturdays.  The youth can have 20-30 and the adults can have about 30.

Church on Sunday was an amazing experience.  Just to sing and have communion with others from the body of Christ more than 3000 miles from home was incredible.  The message was about the adulterous woman and how we should not judge others because of our own sin.  Before the message though Paulo and I were able to share our testimonies for about 15 minutes.  It was easier than I thought it was going to be but that’s probably because I had my Iphone and Paulo was translating.  It was the first time I had actually told my testimony to more than 2 people at a time so I was pretty nervous beforehand.  After church we went to eat at this chicken place.  Awesome!  We then went back to the house to pack because Ricky and Tracie suggested we take the trip to Machu Picchu.  We had set up the trip on Saturday and one of the tourist guide shops.  This reminds me of our taxi ride to go set up the trip.  Paulo was talking to the driver and found out that he was having health concerns with gallbladder stones.  Paulo asked him if we could pray for him and he said Yes!  We laid hands on him and prayed right there before we got out of the taxi.

After packing we headed to be picked up by the taxi to the tourist shop.  We were then picked up by another taxi that took us to the longer out of town taxi place.  After getting in this car we then began our crazy/interesting car ride to Ollanytambo so that we could catch the train.  When we arrived we had a few hours to spare so we explored the town, ate dinner, etc.  We took the train at 9 to Machu Picchu the town and went to the hotel where Ricky was able to recommend.  It was a pretty nice place but we only got to stay about 6 hours before we had to get up and head out to go the top of the mountain.  When we woke up to leave it was already pouring down and we were told it would be sort of dangerous to hike up but we chose to anyway.  I sort of regret this decision now but at the same time I don’t.  If you don’t know what I’m talking about, read my blog about the hike.

Machu Picchu is truly deserving of its wonder of the world status.  It is a beautifully constructed place made by the Incans in the 1500s or so.  We were able to learn quite a bit by taking the english tour guides tour.  After the long day, we heard that the town had some hot spring pools.  We weren’t sure if we could go or not because we had already checked out of the hotel but they allowed us to use their bathrooms and change and held our bags in a secure place.  We went up to the top of the town where they were located and were able to spend about an hour before we had to leave and get ready for the train back to Ollanytambo.  We took the train back and when we got out to find our ride back I was instantly freezing because of the rain coming down and me wearing flip flops.  I didn’t have a change because my shoes were soaked from the morning.  Well our ride wasn’t there right away and we going to have to wait like an hour with no bathroom whatsoever but then they told us to get in this other bus van.  OH MAN!  Another crazy ride!  This guy hit a speed bump and all the baggage in the back fell out the door.  He proceeded to put it back in and then keep driving.  I’m glad I was in the back because apparently this guy was falling asleep driving and swerving and doing crazy stuff all the way back to Cusco.  I just know the Lord took care of us that night.  We were taken to different plaza in the city and had to catch another taxi to the house at like 2am.  I was so cold again I was relieved when I climbed in the covers.  Praise God I didnt get sick.  Tuesday was Valentines day and we were able to sleep in because of the previous night but we again just had a good day with our new missionary friends.

Tuesday is small group or bible study but we had to go on our own because Ricky and Tracie had a date :).  I think it was planned this way because after the study was over, God told us to pray over each person that was at the church.  Paulo would begin to pray and give words and I would just pray and then God would give me words for these people(which i needed translated but all the same).  God was defining the roles that these people were going to have in this church so that they could continue growing.  I was so thankful that God gave me a word for everyone of those 8 or 9 people because I thought I was going to run out.  Lame I know.  I should trust him and know that he isn’t going to leave anybody out.

Wednesday was the day we had to leave for Lima.  We packed up and gave our gift to Ricky and Tracie.  It was truly bittersweet to leave because we enjoyed our time there but we also knew that God was going to do more.  They prayed for us at the house and then we prayed for them at the airport.  We prayed that God would truly give them rest in this coming season of moving back to Chile and discovering their new roles.

Overall, Cusco was truly an amazing experience. We saw a huge need there and we really have a passion for it.  Please pray with us as we pray that God will put Cusco on people’s hearts to go there.  Please pray for Ricky and Tracie and also Jorge and his wife.  Please pray that people take on their roles and the church continues to grow.

Leading a change

I think I realized sometime during this trip and that is leadership is very important.  Sometime we do not see the effect of the people who are leaders in our lives until we step into another environment.  My leaders have been extremely important in my life and I literally would not know where I would be if it was not for them.  I realize that leadership is hard sometimes because it requires giving of yourself and rarely receiving back but think of the effects of leadership in your life.  So I say this because it made me think about the fact that if we do not have good and healthy leaders, this message about Jesus is not going to go as far as we want it in the world when we think about it in our minds.  My assumption is that you want as many people to come to Christ as possible.  Well, how is this going to happen?  Only through good leadership and discipleship within a community.

The point is that I want to be a better leader than what I have been because I want people to see and know Christ.  I want to affect and disciple people so that they can in return do the same thing. I want this so that this world would know Christ faster than if I was just taking it to them myself which I obviously can’t do and I would get burnt out.  I want the body of Christ to grow and to be healthy and become ready to be the bride.  I want people to be within a healthy community so that they can be transparent and vulnerable and know that somebody loves them and is family.  I am going to be making a bettor effort to be the leader that God has called me to be.  I will make myself available to people, speak into lives, and disciple to the best of my ability.  Will you join me?

The Hike to Machu Picchu

The trip to Machu Picchu(named one of The new 7 wonders of the world) was truly a blessing because the missionaries actually encouraged us to go and they even had a friend at a hostel in the town.  We were planning to go only if we had time and they didn’t need us to do anything.  So we set it up with a travel agency and were on our way shortly after telling our testimonies and eating lunch after church Sunday.

I’ll cut to the actual learning experience and hike Monday morning.  Paulo and I got up early Monday morning because we planned to walk/hike up to the top to meet the tour guide.  I don’t know if it was because it was so early or I just didn’t think/understand that this was going to actually going to be a hike because I wore jeans, tshirt, rain jacket, hat, and poncho because it was pouring down rain the entire time.  After hiking up for a little bit, I began to have problems because I was soaked. So right there on the trail, I changed into shorts and continued on.  I feel like changing into something else means I realized I didn’t prepare the right way and that I needed to re-evaluate the situation just like you may need to re-evaluate a choice you made in life.  We continued on for a little bit further and then I began to lose my breath very quickly.  I wasn’t pacing myself well and began taking breaks often.  I felt bad because I was not able to keep up with Paulo and he was having to wait often.  He was patient and began to talk to me and ask how I was doing.  He gave me some hints on how to continue and I gave it a try for another little bit but at this point I began to feel sick to my stomach and hot even though the cold rain was still pouring down.  At this point, I think my body was really rejecting the fact that I had some food that morning and that I was out of shape. haha.  I think the spiritual meaning was that when you are trying to grow in your relationship with God and go higher, there may be some purging or cleansing that he needs to do.  I tried to keep drinking water and a girl on the trail even stopped at offered some energy juice of some sort.  I just kept feeling sick and the energy was zapped out of me.  I don’t even think we were a 1/4 of the way up and I felt like I was done.

Paulo felt led to pray for me at that point and asked the Lord to help me and give me the strength.  I really thank God for the brother that he is.  It’s times like this in life where you don’t have anything left and you need somebody to come along side you and be Christ to you.  He was Christ to me on that mountain.  He prayed, he encouraged, he loved, he was patient, he was kind.  Another 10 minutes or so after him praying, I was ready to continue only because I was wanting to persevere.  I was still feeling pretty crappy but I went on step by step.  Soon, I felt better as the air began to come out of my stomach and it settled.  I also just took one step at a time and took deep breaths purposely and consciously.  All the while, Paulo continued to encourage me and took breaks when I absolutely needed them still.  I look back now and it seems like that the last 3/4 probably took as long as the first 1/4.  We finally made it up that mountain and although we missed the tour guide starting out we were able to catch up with him and learn about the awesome place Machu Picchu is.  God taught me many things on this day but most of all he taught me perseverance and what it takes to get past some obstacles that I/we will come across in life in order for us to grow and become closer to him.  However, I still took the bus down the mountain, lol.

Discovered Identity

I am not even sure how this happened although I think it was a combination of your prayers and God just lavishing his love on me.  For many years, I heard what I was in Christ and the privilege it is to be a child of God but I always only understood to a certain point.  It was almost like, I knew who I was and then I lost it during that time in my life and then I found it again.  No, this time I can tell the difference with the way I feel, speak, and interact with people.  Something clicked or switched on in Peru and I began to feel an overwhelming boldness, confidence, and peace in my Spirit.  I walked around secure and confident in who I was and what I was doing.  I didn’t think about what others thought about me and I was okay with rejection and conflict for once.  I didn’t really experience either of those two really but knew I would sometime in the future.  Suddenly, the verses 2 Corinthian 5:17 and Romans 8:15 made sense.  I truly am a son of the living God and he has given me the ability to do so much and proclaim his name throughout the ends of the earth!  Thanks for praying for me and this is the first of many blogs to come from the trip!

Nuclear Bomb Dream

The dream that I had involved Paulo and I having a nuclear bomb in our possession.  The dream starts with us coming out of a jungle and being chased my “bad” guys.  We end up making it to an airport where the flight deck is like an aircraft carrier where the planes just take off or there is water.  We don’t have a plane so Paulo and I jump with this nuclear bomb strapped to my back in a book bag.  We hit the water and we end up having to swim for a long time.  We end up getting to some land but then have to climb up a steep hill/cliff.  As we get to the top, we walk through some trees and end up coming to a house.  Outside of the house is a couple of kids playing and such and then we end up meeting an older lady(grandma) who invites us in.  She is very hospitable and from what I remember we didn’t even have to tell her what we were doing there. She kind of already knew and just gave us some drinks and maybe food I can’t remember.  We asked her if there was a phone or anything to contact somebody and she said no politely.  She said just listen to me and started telling us where to go to get where we needed to be.  She pointed in a direction and said thats the way.  We started off again and thats where it ended.