Sunday, February 10, 2019

More photos

Maiden voyage- hellicopter flight to Matangguli

The girls’ dorm

My first and very positive exposure to jackfruit :)

View along the way on first air flight on Friday 

The view out my window

Thursday, February 7, 2019

En route

My parents dropped me off at O'Hare bright and early Tuesday morning

Flying past Siberia

Sunrise over the Philippines on Thursday

Arrival at Puerto Princesa

Monday, February 4, 2019


Fine snowfall turns the view into an almost exclusive picture of white. Heaps of water in it’s fluffy form line every road and balloon on random places in yards where the wind decided the snow should collect. I am thankful I am at home and don’t have to venture out through the most wintery snap so far in Michigan’s cold season.

My mind scampers back over the trend of numerous recent conversations: 

“So.. where are you going?”

Me: “I am going to Palawan in the Philippines.”

Get mental picture of slightly bulging eyes. “Wow. Never heard of it. When do you leave?”

Me: “February 5”

An even more incredulous look. “What is it that you’re gonna do again?” 

Me: I am scheduled to go there for a few months to help with medical evacuation flights, and to do anything else I can to be helpful.”


It’s a valid question. Why am I doing this? Too often the rationale for our actions is not based on the most appropriate research, thought, motive, evidence, or purpose. Why—it’s a question that gets at the core of a thing. It asks in a single verb, what would otherwise take paragraphs: have you thought this through? Have you done your research? Have you planned it thoroughly enough? What about your education and future? Do you want to leave the security of a job? Would you rather live without western comforts and the ease of the familiar? What can you do over there that you cannot do over here? What is your motivation?

Many things could motivate. Adventure for one. If this was it, I certainly wouldn’t be the first one drawn to service for such a reason. An element of adventure does exist in doing things you’ve never done and going places you’ve never gone, but what happens when you’ve been there and done that? Countries can be visited in a matter of days; hearts can take much longer to reach. 

Experientially, I have been led to believe that the only motivation with solidity to it comes from outside ourselves. It can be found in the promises and commands of God, and in a settled conviction of His will. It works in a faith that obeys the word of God no matter what may come. Other motivation tends to make a flop of things. 

What I’m after: 
To learn. 
To grow. 
To be a channel of blessing. 

These may be good, but there is something deeper when it comes to a stimulus. At the very core of motive rests either the law of life or the law of death, unselfishness and love, or selfishness and want. Here is both the dichotomy and the beauty: those who lose their life for the sake of Jesus, will find it. Matthew 16:24-25. What is given is preserved, those who die to self may live in Christ. 

As I begin my journey to Palawan, will you join me in seeking a source of motivation, a why, that comes from Above? Will you choose the surrender in which is victory? Will you lose your life in the furrow of the world’s need, so that you can find it again? What is your why?

#adventurepalawan #reflections #hereswhy

Monday, January 22, 2018

What Will You Give?

The wise men brought their treasure,
Their gold and precious spice
They gave in heartfelt measure,
Not shrinking at the price

The lad his loaves he offered—
His lunch for Christ that day
So small, yet gladly proffered
—his own to give away

The woman brought her oil,
—the savings of a year
To One she reckoned Royal,
She poured her gift so dear

The widow in her trouble,
Her poverty and need
Delighted, not in double,
But all to give indeed 

Behold and see all heaven
Was poured out for our race
For Christ Himself was given—
Amazing gift of grace!

What will you give for Jesus—who’s given all for you? What will you give? What will you give? He’s given all for you. 

Monday, January 1, 2018


Filled with the fulness of Jesus today—
That is the longing for which I now pray.
Oh to be filled up my Savior with Thee,
Come Holy Spirit, and please fill up me!
Fill me with wisdom, with patience, and love,
Bless me I pray, with all gifts from above!
Make me a blessing to those at my side,
In all I do Father, please be my Guide.
Guard me from harming or hurting a soul,
Rather to help and give hope is my goal.
Use me or not as Your purpose shall be,
Only my God, with Your Spirit fill me!

Tuesday, December 19, 2017

Morning Prayer

Make me Lord, a sunbeam,
A little ray of light
Doing everything I can,
To make my corner bright

Polish please, the mirror,
That should reflect your face
Making Jesus clearer,
In this, my lowly place

Turn my eyes to Jesus,
Full, enfaced to Him
No one, or thing distracting,
To make the picture dim

Let me die this morning,
That Christ alone might be
Living, shining, serving,
In little sunbeam me!

Thursday, November 23, 2017

Happy Thanksgiving!

The sun that shines upon the earth;
The wonder of a baby’s birth;
The moon that radiates at night;
With stars that shine a brilliant light;

The showers that refresh the land;
The plant and bud on every hand;
The lofty trees with mighty roots;
The shrubs and vines and tiny shoots;

The waving grain and great blue sky;
The harvest time with its supply;
The spring and summer, cold and snow—
Declare a thing, a message show

They speak of a Creator’s love,
And show a Father’s heart above
They tell of He who holds our days,
And guards our very path and ways

The sense of sight, and touch, and smell;
The workings of the human cell;
The steady beating of the heart;
The complexity of every part;

The bounties on our table spread,
Or water with a little bread;
And that which for the soul we gain—
The Bread from Him that will sustain—

The Sabbath with its joyful rest,
Of which we are so richly blessed;
And then the Gift of gifts, the One
Whose glory outshines star and sun;

These things continually retell,
That God above does all things well
They show a love surpassing thought,
In all these gifts displayed and wrought

Continually the evidence,
Of our God’s benevolence, 
Tells His love and sings His praise—
Then why not our thanksgiving raise?