Thank you, thank you, thank you for your participation and love for what God is doing in Jarabacoa through the arts. And, thank you for blessing me, Amy Babb, over the last two years as I worked alongside Francisco. I realized recently that I hadn't updated the blog since God called me back to live in America and left you all hanging here!
We had an incredibly successful summer painting murals in El Callejon (59 murals in all) and ended the summer with a dedication service. The community came out and we sang worship songs together and heard several testimonies of just how these powerful pieces of art are affecting their lives. It was a huge blessing for all involved.
At the end of summer, I had to say many sad goodbyes as I left behind the kids I had grown so attached to in El Callejon and especially Francisco and his family. It was very hard leaving the ministry knowing that we did not have someone at the ready to take my place (hence the reason the blog has not been updated!) Yet, we know that God is faithful in all things and is doing a new thing!
Until another comes along who can update this blog in English, feel free to visit www.stint.com and send an email requesting information on what's happening currently with Francisco and the art ministry.
Again, thank you for your prayers, patience and support.
God Bless!
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SLEEPLESS IN SEATTLE
There's much in the world that you can't explain.
It's revealed for you to remember
by the whispering voice of a distant train
or a midnight rain in november.
Horizon within! You can always find
the keys to Enigma. Let's mention
one basic Truth: of spirited Mind
Is Nature naught but extension.
Internal expanses! In dreams, ridden
by fear and longing you roam
that deep Southeast in your soul hidden
...on your random journey back home.
Single Swingle
Casualidad sopla la sangre
de alguno señor desconocido
durante los pocos restantes
momentos del resplandor de faroles
que se vislumbran tras el follaje
flameando de las obsesiónes
igual efimero como gotas
del cinzano de la soledad –
En aquel tiempo me levanta
dentro uno incidente avejentado
que en seguida palidece
al camouflaje de abstraccion;
chica, nadie conoce que tus grisos
ojos significan aún; con todo
el sueño que hube evacuado
tu escudriñas nuevamente.
My Spanish poetry!
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Weathertime Wallpaper Windows
And: reciprocity. You do me a favor promoting your blog on mine!
- Peter Ingestad, Sweden
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