God speaks to me often. But it wasn’t until I was completely broken and had fully leaned into Him that I started really listening. I was there only a few weeks ago. Thinking I had the answers. I had my dream job. I had it all. Until I didn’t….
After weeks of prayer and healing, I heard the Lord, clear as day, telling me to use my skills to serve Him and for no other purpose. With this on my heart, I reached out to TerraMica. Only looking for advice as to where to start, I was stunned to tears when I received their response. They had been praying for someone to step in and take over parts of TerraMica that fit exactly into what I was in search of. You see, God shut the door to MY dream job, and so faithfully opened the door to HIS dream job for me. Serving Him.
So here I am. Starting to work for an incredible organization as the social media/ content manager. Mother of 3 children. Wife to an incredible man supporting my work. My passion is photography. Capturing God’s beauty has called me since I was very young. For 5 years I’ve taken portraits of newborns and families. In studio and out. I have worked for various small businesses and magazines photographing products and events. Anytime I have my camera in hand, I find my love for photography grows. Which brings me here doing work that will be fulfilling in a way that I have never experienced. I will be traveling with TerraMica in the near future and will be there to document the incredible work being done. And I’m so excited to be sharing in serving the communities that so desperately need us to come along side of them and lift them up. Helping provide hope for their future. Christ calls us to put on hearts of compassion, kindness, humility and gentleness.
“Let us not love with words but with actions and truth”- 1 John 3:18
I am so blessed and excited to start this new journey with TerraMica! My hope is to not only serve with this wonderful organization to care for our global neighbors, but also encourage those closer to home to get out and truly care for people. It is my passion to train up my children in caring for others. I want the next generation to show compassion where the world needs it most. The only way to accomplish this is to be the example for them to see. So join me on my journey and let’s continue to heal and share the love of Christ.
out of the ashes rises hope ….
It was mid-morning, yet the heat from the sun was already intense. From over the hill, smoke was rising up and blowing north with the smell of rotting and decaying earth. Vultures circled overhead, patiently waiting as Job drove towards the smoke and ash, turning onto the dirt road that led him to a discovery of immeasurable value. At first glance it appeared there was only fire, smoke, and mountains of destroyed and discarded waste in the city dump, but as Job gazed thought the haze, he saw children scouring the smoldering heaps, looking for something of value to take home. As he watched, his heart grew heavy, knowing these kids were seeking anything to make life better for their families … even the possibility of food that might still be suitable for the dinner table. Wondering where these children lived and if he could help them, Job decided to follow them home.
He was led to a community wrestling with the effects of poverty. A number of the families had little more to eat than red beans and tortillas, and many of the children appeared malnourished. His heart moved, Job was convinced that he and his wife, Adria, could affect positive change within this community. Read more
There are no paved roads, sewage systems, landscaped thoroughfares, or places of commerce as you drive into Purna. The compelling story is the reality of the families struggling to keep their heads from slipping under the suffocating waves of extreme poverty.
Each day, the families in this enclave wrestle with the rigors of working from sunrise to sunset, living with hunger as a constant companion. There are the telltale signs in full bloom Read more
In September of this year, Ed Apffel of TerraMica spent a number of days in Thessaloniki, Greece speaking to refugees and Independently Displaced Peoples from a number of Arab countries about business ethics and entrepreneurship. He incorporated biblical principles into the business presentation, speaking to Muslim men and women who are learning how to make a living in a new country and culture… and he had a number of incredible interactions after the seminar and the following days. Here is one of the most moving:
One global narrative would have you believe that Mohammad and I should not be holding hands and praying together. For you see, I am a Christian from the West and he is a Muslim from the Middle East. Yet, I firmly believe Mohammad, his wife, and daughter were created by and made to reflect the image of God. Mohammad was blinded after a bombing raid destroyed his house in Aleppo. He and his family fled Syria for their lives, leaving everything behind. I am thankful to have spent that Sunday, in Thessaloniki with Mohammad, quietly listening about his journey and his aspirations and hope for his family. During our long conversation, I realized his belief was that Allah was not a relational god, but distant and demanding god. I asked if I could share my experience of who God is, and afterwards asked if we could to pray together for he and his family. I was humbled that he agreed and said yes. Together, we held hands firmly and I asked for God to pour His love upon Mohammad and his family. I then asked God to pour out His wisdom and reveal His Truth to Mohammad and lead him throughout the remaining days of Mohammad’s life. Afterwards, we sat there silently, a Muslim and a Christian holding hands.
It was Mohammad (blind), who eventually broke the silence and said, “I sense God’s love here and in you.” I confess, it is ONLY because of God’s immeasurable love for me that I was able to love Mohammad, my neighbor, as myself. The two greatest commandments ever are “love God with all your heart, mind and strength and love your neighbor as yourself.” When we finally turn our focus from ourselves to knowing and loving God, that is when we can truly begin to love our neighbor as ourselves. ~Ed Apffel~
Patrick & Stephanie Aguirre are passionate about the people of Oaxaca, and spearheaded a fundraising effort for humanitarian aid and relief for the people of southern Mexico most impacted by the recent devastating earthquakes, followed by huge storms. They spent time in Oaxaca evaluating the needs, determining best options, and returned to oversee distribution of funds, to pray and minister to those who were negatively impacted by this situation. TerraMica was honored and blessed to support the Aguirre’s compassion project! Here’s their story:
After meeting with local craftsmen, we were able to order 400 cots! This had a two-fold benefit, not only did the people not have to sleep on the wet floors (since, the torrential rains had also come) but also it bolstered the local economy which always has a far-reaching benefit in rehabilitating an area.
We were very deliberate in handing the cots out to those that seemed forgotten … we partnered with local church members so that they would take us to the elderly and the widowed first. We walked down long alleys and hidden areas to find them, and the joy on their faces is life changing!
He is a passionate man – passionate about his family, his home, his work, his coffee. Isabel Ramos Mejia is a coffee farmer in Honduras, devoted to his wife, Sofia, their seven children, and three grandchildren. Living for decades in a two-room adobe house, he dreams of improving the quality of life for his family.
Working hard on his farm, he diligently tends to the trees that provide for their living, and he has little spare time. The coffee cherries grown on his coffee trees are harvested and processed, then sold, providing an annual income. Though they have just enough to make ends meet, Isabel continues day by day Read more
“You know, you don’t throw a whole life away, just cause they’re banged up a little … “
It’s an incredible juxtaposition. The beauty of the animal trained and well suited for its task. Every element of this creature is working at full capacity. Fighting for the lead and focused, the animal digs in deeper and presses its limits, risking all. Then, as quickly as the sound of the gun that started the race, SNAP! Somewhere along the track, the animal goes down. It’s a mess. It’s ugly, and by all intents and purposes, it’s over.
The animal has been hauled off the track and is being restrained and held down, so that the shot to the head will be clean, quick, and effective. Our rational to end this life is that the animal is incapable of performing its task to race … it is limited and compromised.
So, now the shooter stands over the animal and is ready to pull the trigger, when from out of the crowd, a handler walks up Read more
I honestly had no idea what to expect before my first missionary journey. It was far more difficult yet far more rewarding than I thought it would be. During our first team meeting I was told that I was going to be a dental assistant. Keep in mind I am 20 years old, on my first service trip, and barely floss. I have seen more of the human mouth than I ever hoped, but with that came the warmest smiles that were able to give me butterflies. The expression “it’s like pulling teeth” had nothing on the Honduran people: they were tough as nails. I witnessed one of TerraMica’s dentists, Marlon, pull out dozens of teeth, two tumors, and still receive nothing but gratitude from every single person.
There was one patient who couldn’t have been more than 8 years old and Read more
As I sit down to write memories of this trip, many come to mind. Memories of smiling children, feverish patients, muddy rivers, karaoke over breakfast, and amazing people.
For me, service trips are always about honoring the Lord, but also about the excitement of travel and seeing new places that most never get to experience. I love the opportunity to be taken into a local family’s home and learn about different cultures first hand. This was to be my 20 year-old daughter’s first mission trip, and I was excited for her. The night we drove to San Francisco to catch our red eye for Houston where we would rendezvous with the rest of the team, my daughter looked at me and said, “Mom, this is such an answer to prayer. I get to go and devote the next five days purely to Read more
In my limited experience, I have come to find that there are two types of traveling. The first type of traveling is driven by the want to escape. Whether you’re escaping from your job, family, or just the stress of life, the point is that you want to escape your current location. The second type is driven by the need to explore. It is not motivated by the want to leave your location, but by the need to see, feel, and experience another. It is this kind of traveling that awakens your senses and opens your mind; and if you allow these experiences to change you, they will. Read more