March 10, 2010 Eye Brigade Danli Bella Vista Nazarene Church

Today we saw 107 patients and performed eye exams on all of them.

Young and old alike waited for hours but we were able to see them all.

Victor interviewing a patient.

Victor Montoya works with this patient to get the correct vision adjustment for her glasses.

Long lines but happy people.

Rolando works on a pair of eyeglasses to get them just right.

March 9, 2010 Eye Exam Team At Amor Viviente Church In Danli

Today we had a WONDERFUL Eye Brigade!!! We performed eye exams on 151 people.

We arrived to lines and lines of people waiting for eye exams.

We started with a prayer... I was secretely praying we could get to all these people!

Sister Amalia was in charge of the Eye Brigade...

We had huge lines of people...

Victor worked with each patient one by one...

Rolando performs an eye exam...

One of our patients...

Another...

Another...


Blue eyes...

Rolando helps a lady find the right eyeglasses.

There were lines standing...

And lines sitting...

Old people...

Young people...

Middle aged people...

Smiling people...

And lines on the floor...

Working people...

This couple were married 2 years ago... and they came together to get their eyes examined.

March 5, 2010 Wheelchair Giveaway In Nacaome

Today Chepe and I made a trip to Nacaome to give away a wheelchair to a young man in need. He was very happy to receive his free wheelchair donated by Free Wheelchair Mission.

March 2, 2010 Doña Vidalia Has A Torito

Doña Vidalia is my Holstein cow, donated to me and the ministry by Don Vidal Cerrato the former Vice President of Honduras.



Several years ago I had a beautiful Holstein who died and Don Vidal heard of my predicament. He gave me a Holstein cow to replace the one which had died. I lovingly called her Doña Vidalia.



When friends found out about the cows new name, they were appalled that I had named the cow after the Vice President of Honduras. They were sure he would be angry… So for several years EVERYONE kept it a secret. Then Doña Vidalia had a calf. Well of course I had to inform Don Vidal that we were the proud parents of a calf. I carefully chose the time and place and informed him in front of all his family members and friends that we were now “Proud Grandparents”. Everyone gasped, thinking I had made an error with my Spanish and thinking that I had just said that Don Vidal and I had a child and that that child had a baby.

To make a long story short, I told Don Vidal that Doña Vidalia (the cow) had a new calf. He wanted to know who Doña Vidalia was and when he realized he belly laughed. Everyone at the table waited to see how he would react and when he laughed, they all laughed also. The secret was out.

Well to make a long story short Doña Vidalia produces up to 14 liters of milk a day and has been a wonderful cow except for the fact that she thinks fences are a game. There is NO fence to hold Doña Vidalia. She goes through them, under them, around them or over them. (Probably why he gave her to me…) But she is a wonderful cow.



Two days ago she gave birth to a torito (little bull). I have decided to call him Socks. He has white feet, white on the end of his tail and little white on his head and white on the end of his other important extension.

I can hardly wait to start making my own butter and cream. I am thankful to the Lord that he has blessed me with this baby.

February 20, 2010 County Fair In Marcovia, Choluteca

I was tired and hot from a long day of work. A few minutes earlier I had entered my car and was cooling off, air conditioning going full blast. In the oncoming lane there was a funeral procession. The police told me to pull the car over. “How odd,” I thought to myself. A police escorted funeral?



Waiting for the funeral procession, lots of people walking in the heat with their umbrellas over their heads, I realized that a Horse Parade was coming my way. At first I thought it was a funeral. In fact it was a funeral and then a parade of horse behind the pickup carrying the body of the deceased.



I didn’t take a photo of the casket and mourners, it was a funeral. But when I began to see the beautiful horses, I hopped out of the car and started taking photos. Excuse the fact that many of the riders heads are cut off, I was more interested in the horses. I only wish you could see how they danced. It was a joy to watch the horses as they pranced and danced!