Marching Brown

A golden sun upon a boring brown fence becomes an array of marching solders. They all reflect the light -but one outshines them all.

*second floor of mission headquarters

Black and White

A mind bent in thought, a grin or two on the side, and a prayerful gaze on the future -these men come from different places, countries, and cultures –but they hold one thing in common.

They walk the walk and talk the talk.

Neither Here Nor There

Soft and glorious with a gilded sun dropping into the western reaches of the horizon. It’s here high above the clouds that we touch the very edges of space, yet our eyes take in with awe not what lies above, but rather the splendor of this middle earth.

*As I write we’re closing in on a final descent into Guatemala City. It’s been a good furlough!

Pink

Scattered pink flowers in a sea of grass. Even now they wither, and tomorrow they are gone.

Green

Old and well used, it got left there after our Thursday games with the children. While the activities of life flew all around, it sat poised and ready in a sea of calm.

Alex José Yoder

Finally some pictures of the newest addition to our Santa Rosita team. I'd have posted a couple before, but he's generally in the house where the lighting is incredibly bad. The other evening, however, we were up the river under the natural light of the sky and I was able to get a few photos.

The Bulliest Bull Ever

So I was up on the hill meditating the other day, when suddenly behind me I heard a great bellow. I turned and saw there the biggest baddest bulliest brahma bull I've ever seen. Unfortunantly with these photos one is not alltogether able to capture the extreme size of this guy. My head just might top the crest of his hump.

But amazingly, these guys are quite docil. He just batted his sweet eyelashes at me and wandered on his merry way!