The photo above of two women with their children (the lead photo on each page of our website) has a wonderful miracle attached to it that we want to share with you. On a trip to the mountain village of Pinalito in July of 2010, we visited homes to hand out food we had purchased. Our son, Mike chose a narrow mountain path “at random” and climbed to the top where he discovered a group of small thatched huts. A lady holding an infant came to the door of one hut (she is pictured in this photo with her baby). Mike and a friend who was with us asked the woman how old the baby was and what she had named the baby. Rufina replied, “My baby is seven days old, but we have not named her because she's not going to live.”
Who can imagine the despair a mother must feel in order to decide not to give her own infant a name? Rufina was malnourished, and had been unable to nurse her baby. A baby without mothers’ milk in the mountains has a certain death sentence. So we promised her we would send up vitamins, formula and Incaparina (nutritious drink for the mother) in the next few days.
The following day, we purchased the items necessary and asked the man who teaches grade school in Pinalito to bring them to Rufina. When we returned to Guatemala in September, we were almost afraid to ask the teacher if he knew anything about the baby. But the report we got was a miracle. The baby was healthy and the mother was able to nurse her after receiving sufficient food and nutrition! Her name is Sarah, and she is now 2 years old!
These types of opportunities to become God’s hands and feet are in front of us continually in Guatemala. The only way to get to Pinalito in July was to make a grueling 4-hour hike up and back because the road had been washed out during rainy season. My son had said to me that week, "I feel like getting up to Pinalito is an important key for us on this trip." He certainly was right. Who knew that God would reward our efforts by letting us be involved in saving a life!
Who can imagine the despair a mother must feel in order to decide not to give her own infant a name? Rufina was malnourished, and had been unable to nurse her baby. A baby without mothers’ milk in the mountains has a certain death sentence. So we promised her we would send up vitamins, formula and Incaparina (nutritious drink for the mother) in the next few days.
The following day, we purchased the items necessary and asked the man who teaches grade school in Pinalito to bring them to Rufina. When we returned to Guatemala in September, we were almost afraid to ask the teacher if he knew anything about the baby. But the report we got was a miracle. The baby was healthy and the mother was able to nurse her after receiving sufficient food and nutrition! Her name is Sarah, and she is now 2 years old!
These types of opportunities to become God’s hands and feet are in front of us continually in Guatemala. The only way to get to Pinalito in July was to make a grueling 4-hour hike up and back because the road had been washed out during rainy season. My son had said to me that week, "I feel like getting up to Pinalito is an important key for us on this trip." He certainly was right. Who knew that God would reward our efforts by letting us be involved in saving a life!