<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1858201763288918751</id><updated>2011-07-07T18:20:10.693-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Deborah's Blog</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deborahinafrica.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1858201763288918751/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deborahinafrica.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Deborah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05743952161733961343</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Op_u4_3QkNI/SdchNybXs0I/AAAAAAAAAEw/FvrmiZmL-4Y/S220/DSCN2004.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>36</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1858201763288918751.post-6163024537597589146</id><published>2010-03-19T07:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-19T07:32:32.877-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Coming Home in May</title><content type='html'>Dear Family and Friends:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How are you? I hope this letter reaches you in good spirits.&lt;br /&gt;Some of you might be surprised, but I am returning to the States at the beginning of May. Please don’t be concerned for me because I committed my life to Jesus a long time ago, and I will go wherever He sends me. I am pleased to be where He is. I have led a very blessed and satisfying life, and I am looking forward to what He has ahead for me.  The Bible says, "No eye has seen, no ear has heard, no mind has conceived what God has prepared for those who love him."&lt;br /&gt;I served in Mozambique for a very fulfilling year, and there are going to be some things that will be very painful for me to leave behind. I am going to leave behind a dynamic Healing Place Church campus, friendships I’ve made with Mozambicans, and the simple, no fuss, no makeup lifestyle that I started getting use to. I was a part of something bigger than myself; “missionary” started rolling off the tongue pretty well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’ve grown so much during this time. Someone told me right before I left for Africa that God was going to teach me that things don’t have to go my way. I’ve known that truth only logically because I led such a disciplined life that I pretty much got the results I expected. Please don’t misunderstand me, I have not had an easy life, but I have had a blessed life because I applied the principles of God from childhood. And sure enough, none of it went my way. I was stretched beyond what I thought I could handle, but God is so very loving and gentle, I absolutely surrendered to His dealings with me. Romans 5:5, says that, “God has poured out his love into our hearts.” Andrew Murray, a South African minister in the late 1800’s, said it this way: “The love of God is always the love of God in its entirety, in its fullness as an indwelling power. It is a love of God to me that leaps back to Him in love, and overflows to my fellow-men in love.” When I couldn’t do it, God showed up and poured out His love into my heart. I would never trade that for sunburst or marble halls.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For my family and friends who are staying behind, I want to thank you from the bottom of my heart for every sweet word of encouragement you gave me to pursue God. You will never know how much you blessed me. Isaac and Carol, I love you; thank you for demonstrating a selfless life. Pastor Ben and Susan, thank you for waking up each day with such passion for the mission God gave you; Don and Diane, thank you for showing me that it’s never too late to do something crazy for Jesus, what commitment and faith; Jacci and Jessie, what can I say about you two, what gentle spirits, serving God without grasping for male companionship; Sandra what commitment to excellence.  There are many more, Missy, Sarah, Zinty, and Janet. I am indebted to you all and I will take with me all the good memories I had with you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How does this all fit with the rest of my life story? Well, only time will tell, but I believe this experience is a stepping stone for the next chapter of my life. My Portuguese has improved 100%, and now more than ever I realize that I am meant to work on an international level to some capacity. It’s no coincidence that I was born in Brazil, have an international face, and my heart yearns for the rest of the world. I plan on taking this to the next level. I want to learn more about helping people from other countries. How this will play out, I do not know, more schooling, an international company, I have no idea, but I am looking forward to finding out. In the end, my African experience has made me a better servant to the King and that is all that matters to me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1858201763288918751-6163024537597589146?l=deborahinafrica.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deborahinafrica.blogspot.com/feeds/6163024537597589146/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1858201763288918751&amp;postID=6163024537597589146' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1858201763288918751/posts/default/6163024537597589146'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1858201763288918751/posts/default/6163024537597589146'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deborahinafrica.blogspot.com/2010/03/coming-home-in-may.html' title='Coming Home in May'/><author><name>Deborah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05743952161733961343</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Op_u4_3QkNI/SdchNybXs0I/AAAAAAAAAEw/FvrmiZmL-4Y/S220/DSCN2004.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1858201763288918751.post-6908795098478518433</id><published>2010-03-18T04:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-18T04:07:02.943-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Thank You</title><content type='html'>I was able to raise enough funds to come back for 2 months. Thank you Jesus for any time I could spend in Mozambique with Your people. I do not take it lightly, I am priviledged to serve as a missionary. I don't have to understand everything, I am just grateful to be a part. Thank you all who supported me. Please pray that I can make the most of my time here with the Mozambicans.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1858201763288918751-6908795098478518433?l=deborahinafrica.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deborahinafrica.blogspot.com/feeds/6908795098478518433/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1858201763288918751&amp;postID=6908795098478518433' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1858201763288918751/posts/default/6908795098478518433'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1858201763288918751/posts/default/6908795098478518433'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deborahinafrica.blogspot.com/2010/03/thank-you.html' title='Thank You'/><author><name>Deborah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05743952161733961343</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Op_u4_3QkNI/SdchNybXs0I/AAAAAAAAAEw/FvrmiZmL-4Y/S220/DSCN2004.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1858201763288918751.post-1695860380279880579</id><published>2010-02-18T07:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-18T07:39:18.498-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fundraising for 2010</title><content type='html'>I can’t believe it’s already been a year since I left you to serve on the field in Mozambique. With all the preparation and prayer, I could not have anticipated how much this country would charm and break my heart. I am charmed by the little children who have nothing, but can still sing at the top of their lungs about the goodness of the Lord. I am charmed by the simplicity of life and the natural beauty of this tropical paradise. But a year later, my heart is broken because there are still so many people to be reached with the Gospel of Jesus Christ. My heart breaks because I feel too weak to do anything about the poverty and sickness. Mozambique is still struggling to rebuild after 16 years of civil war, and they must turn to God for the answers.&lt;br /&gt;Romans 10: 14-15 “How then will they call on Him in whom they have not believed? How will they believe in Him whom they have not heard? And how will they hear without a preacher? How will they preach unless they are sent? Just as it is written, "HOW BEAUTIFUL ARE THE FEET OF THOSE WHO BRING GOOD NEWS OF GOOD THINGS!"&lt;br /&gt;And that is what you have done: you have sent me to bring the Good News to the people of Mozambique. Healing Place Church and Children’s Cup International Relief are still operating a CarePoint to reach the impoverished families of Nkobe, a village 20 minutes outside the capital city of Maputo. We provide free meals, medical care and education to about 300 children. We have given the people hope by planting a church that serves the community in the same style that Jesus did. God is moving in the hearts of the people. I feel honored to serve Campus Coordinators and Pastors Isaac and Carol Williams with the growing church by assisting them in reaching the lost and hurting in this area.       I want to thank you for supporting me on this mission. Every soul I reached you reached. Every child I hugged you hugged. I could not have done any of this without your financial and prayer support. I am truly grateful, and I pray God’s wonderful blessings on your life. I pray you consider supporting me for this coming year. It can be a one time gift or monthly support, and all support is still sent to Healing Place Church 19202 Highland Rd., Baton Rouge, La, 70809. Make sure to designate it to Deborah Williams-Mozambique. And, please, if anything, I need your prayers. More than ever, I realize I can do nothing apart from Christ.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1858201763288918751-1695860380279880579?l=deborahinafrica.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deborahinafrica.blogspot.com/feeds/1695860380279880579/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1858201763288918751&amp;postID=1695860380279880579' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1858201763288918751/posts/default/1695860380279880579'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1858201763288918751/posts/default/1695860380279880579'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deborahinafrica.blogspot.com/2010/02/fundraising-for-2010.html' title='Fundraising for 2010'/><author><name>Deborah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05743952161733961343</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Op_u4_3QkNI/SdchNybXs0I/AAAAAAAAAEw/FvrmiZmL-4Y/S220/DSCN2004.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1858201763288918751.post-1870457549200342221</id><published>2010-02-14T10:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-14T10:19:52.755-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Visit to the States</title><content type='html'>I am having a wonderful time visiting with my family and friend back in the United States. I tell everyone who asks me what the most challenging part of being a missionary is being away from family and friends. I love the work and I enjoy helping people, but not having someone to talk to really takes a toll on me. However, I wouldn't trade it for the world. When I am most miserable I am most content. I don't understand it, but I think it has to do with discovering God is your all in all.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1858201763288918751-1870457549200342221?l=deborahinafrica.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deborahinafrica.blogspot.com/feeds/1870457549200342221/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1858201763288918751&amp;postID=1870457549200342221' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1858201763288918751/posts/default/1870457549200342221'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1858201763288918751/posts/default/1870457549200342221'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deborahinafrica.blogspot.com/2010/02/visit-to-states.html' title='Visit to the States'/><author><name>Deborah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05743952161733961343</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Op_u4_3QkNI/SdchNybXs0I/AAAAAAAAAEw/FvrmiZmL-4Y/S220/DSCN2004.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1858201763288918751.post-6841106404333360442</id><published>2009-11-18T04:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-18T05:05:38.341-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fish</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Op_u4_3QkNI/SwPw_O2BlyI/AAAAAAAAAGY/gYz7uUrx7zI/s1600/DSCN4182.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5405428946881845026" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Op_u4_3QkNI/SwPw_O2BlyI/AAAAAAAAAGY/gYz7uUrx7zI/s320/DSCN4182.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Op_u4_3QkNI/SwPwsFyAyZI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/lYbXmvGJM-U/s1600/DSCN4180.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5405428618031581586" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Op_u4_3QkNI/SwPwsFyAyZI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/lYbXmvGJM-U/s320/DSCN4180.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I really don't like fish. I like salmon and tuna, but that is about it. Mozambicans, on the other hand, love fish. Here are a few pictures of our Nkobe kids cleaning fish for the next day. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1858201763288918751-6841106404333360442?l=deborahinafrica.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deborahinafrica.blogspot.com/feeds/6841106404333360442/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1858201763288918751&amp;postID=6841106404333360442' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1858201763288918751/posts/default/6841106404333360442'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1858201763288918751/posts/default/6841106404333360442'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deborahinafrica.blogspot.com/2009/11/fish.html' title='Fish'/><author><name>Deborah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05743952161733961343</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Op_u4_3QkNI/SdchNybXs0I/AAAAAAAAAEw/FvrmiZmL-4Y/S220/DSCN2004.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Op_u4_3QkNI/SwPw_O2BlyI/AAAAAAAAAGY/gYz7uUrx7zI/s72-c/DSCN4182.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1858201763288918751.post-8497277511189804203</id><published>2009-09-19T00:39:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-19T00:51:59.148-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Family Visit, Culture Shock</title><content type='html'>Mom and Aunt Grace came for a visit. I enjoyed having them here. We spent a few days in Mozambique, but we spent most of our time in Cape Town. I realize now more than ever the importance of taking a break. Isaac told me that living one year in Africa is the equivalent of 3 years in the States.  Time flies here, but it also feels like forever. And if you leave for any amount of time and come back, its culture shock all over again. When I arrived in January, I had no idea what I was getting into. Living in Mozambique is difficult--physically, emotionally, and spiritually. When I travel outside of Mozambique and come back, its a challenge to come back because now I know. Missionary Morris Plotts says, "The greatest qualification to be a missionary is ignorance. If you knew what you were getting into, you wouldn't do it."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1858201763288918751-8497277511189804203?l=deborahinafrica.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deborahinafrica.blogspot.com/feeds/8497277511189804203/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1858201763288918751&amp;postID=8497277511189804203' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1858201763288918751/posts/default/8497277511189804203'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1858201763288918751/posts/default/8497277511189804203'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deborahinafrica.blogspot.com/2009/09/family-visit-culture-shock.html' title='Family Visit, Culture Shock'/><author><name>Deborah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05743952161733961343</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Op_u4_3QkNI/SdchNybXs0I/AAAAAAAAAEw/FvrmiZmL-4Y/S220/DSCN2004.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1858201763288918751.post-7781303484000591948</id><published>2009-08-27T21:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-19T00:38:45.722-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Devotional Reading</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Op_u4_3QkNI/Spdd5RugtkI/AAAAAAAAAGI/7iHMFH9baQ0/s1600-h/DSCN3668.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5374867918882387522" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Op_u4_3QkNI/Spdd5RugtkI/AAAAAAAAAGI/7iHMFH9baQ0/s320/DSCN3668.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;With my highly prized cup of coffee, I sit and think about the Imitation of Christ by Thomas a Kempis. Its good, but it doesn't really challenge me, and I am trying to figure out why. It talks about some intense stuff like, "It is vanity to wish for a long life, an to be careless about living a good and useful life." Book One 1:4. Another one, " A humble knowledge of yourself is a surer way to God than in involved intellectual search after learning." Book One 3:4b. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I guess I am not that into the style of the book. At least in the first book, it is broken down into small exerts, but they are ramdom, on various subjects. Its good, so I am determined to get through it, but I am having a difficult time making it apply to me. Or maybe a Kempis has not convinced me that it should apply to me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I really enjoyed reading Real Christianity by William Wilberforce and Absolute Surrender by Andrew Murray. It challenged me so much, "devotional reading has more of the character of a spiritual awakening out of cultural sleep than it has the idea of improving existing attitudes... We readily "sleep" within our culture until we travel abroad and are surprised by how differently other societies live and behave...Often this requires a renewed brokenness of spirit, a new or deepened sense of sin, or a profound reevaluation of our priorities...We may need then to "travel abroad" as the Desert Fathers did when they left the cities of men. We may need to explore as the medival mystics explored, or suffer as the Puritans suffered, in order to learn how secular their contemporary species of Christianity really was, and ours is today." &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1858201763288918751-7781303484000591948?l=deborahinafrica.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deborahinafrica.blogspot.com/feeds/7781303484000591948/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1858201763288918751&amp;postID=7781303484000591948' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1858201763288918751/posts/default/7781303484000591948'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1858201763288918751/posts/default/7781303484000591948'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deborahinafrica.blogspot.com/2009/08/devotional-reading.html' title='Devotional Reading'/><author><name>Deborah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05743952161733961343</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Op_u4_3QkNI/SdchNybXs0I/AAAAAAAAAEw/FvrmiZmL-4Y/S220/DSCN2004.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Op_u4_3QkNI/Spdd5RugtkI/AAAAAAAAAGI/7iHMFH9baQ0/s72-c/DSCN3668.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1858201763288918751.post-3609522339583721772</id><published>2009-08-25T21:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-25T22:03:58.361-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Visitors</title><content type='html'>I have been here 7 1/2 months, and I am receiving family visiters for the first time. I had no idea I would miss my family so much. Things are settling in well. I feel great here, its lonely sometimes, but I really enjoy what I do. I love helping people and sharing the love of Jesus. Can't wait to post some pictures of my family. They are the best.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1858201763288918751-3609522339583721772?l=deborahinafrica.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deborahinafrica.blogspot.com/feeds/3609522339583721772/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1858201763288918751&amp;postID=3609522339583721772' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1858201763288918751/posts/default/3609522339583721772'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1858201763288918751/posts/default/3609522339583721772'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deborahinafrica.blogspot.com/2009/08/visitors.html' title='Visitors'/><author><name>Deborah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05743952161733961343</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Op_u4_3QkNI/SdchNybXs0I/AAAAAAAAAEw/FvrmiZmL-4Y/S220/DSCN2004.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1858201763288918751.post-7859081896459257000</id><published>2009-08-25T10:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-27T21:14:26.357-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Man's Best Friend</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Op_u4_3QkNI/SpdZk7tmt_I/AAAAAAAAAGA/NEHTdOD_qR8/s1600-h/DSCN3662.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5374863171329112050" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Op_u4_3QkNI/SpdZk7tmt_I/AAAAAAAAAGA/NEHTdOD_qR8/s320/DSCN3662.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Op_u4_3QkNI/SpdZVUV3k5I/AAAAAAAAAF4/FLmfR1N2rQM/s1600-h/DSCN3663.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5374862903062533010" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Op_u4_3QkNI/SpdZVUV3k5I/AAAAAAAAAF4/FLmfR1N2rQM/s320/DSCN3663.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am getting a dog. Her name is Nicky, and I think she is a coton de tulear. If you want more information on the breed, check out: &lt;a href="http://www.dogbreedinfo.com/cotondetulear.htm"&gt;http://www.dogbreedinfo.com/cotondetulear.htm&lt;/a&gt;. I will post some pictures soon. Reasons for getting a dog: 1. I love dogs, I miss my cocker spaniel in the States. 2. I will be moving out to a little town called Nkobe in a couple of months, its rural and not the safest place in the world, she will be a watch dog.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1858201763288918751-7859081896459257000?l=deborahinafrica.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deborahinafrica.blogspot.com/feeds/7859081896459257000/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1858201763288918751&amp;postID=7859081896459257000' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1858201763288918751/posts/default/7859081896459257000'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1858201763288918751/posts/default/7859081896459257000'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deborahinafrica.blogspot.com/2009/08/mans-best-friend.html' title='Man&apos;s Best Friend'/><author><name>Deborah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05743952161733961343</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Op_u4_3QkNI/SdchNybXs0I/AAAAAAAAAEw/FvrmiZmL-4Y/S220/DSCN2004.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Op_u4_3QkNI/SpdZk7tmt_I/AAAAAAAAAGA/NEHTdOD_qR8/s72-c/DSCN3662.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1858201763288918751.post-7858741464241689376</id><published>2009-08-23T12:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-23T13:07:02.987-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Ramblings About Life as a Missionary</title><content type='html'>I confess that I do not faithfully read anyone's blog, and I forget that there are people who are interested in what I do as a missionary. Let me tell you upfront that being a missionary can be a "job" just like a job anywhere. Have you ever done social work in the inner cities? I have. It definetely prepared me for the work I do now, but being a missionary is a lifestyle. You can be a missionary in your own country. What makes a missionary a missionary is someone who is obedient to God and follows Him to the most uncomfortable places to share the love of God with the "least of these." If you think that I am oversimplifying this special calling, I apologize, but I can't help but notice a few things by being in Africa. Living in a developing country is uncomfortable unless you have money. Although an American missionary is not necessarily poor, they still have to learn how to live without many things. It is difficult. I can give you a whole list of reasons why this is so, but I do not need anyone's simpathy, just trying to make a point. I've learned that I don't need to have it all together to help, (this all together can be serveral things, depending on whatever idol we have propped up in our life: is this a little to forceful to write? My confession: my "all together"/idol was efficiency/progress/organization). I don't need to speak the language perfectly, I can just dive in and love people. Its uncomfortable, but at the end of the day I know that it was God, it was a miracle, I take no credit in it. Want to be a missionary. Ask yourself what is your most uncomfortable place? Once you figured that out, practice being a missionary by living there and learning to love people.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1858201763288918751-7858741464241689376?l=deborahinafrica.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deborahinafrica.blogspot.com/feeds/7858741464241689376/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1858201763288918751&amp;postID=7858741464241689376' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1858201763288918751/posts/default/7858741464241689376'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1858201763288918751/posts/default/7858741464241689376'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deborahinafrica.blogspot.com/2009/08/ramblings-about-life-as-missionary.html' title='Ramblings About Life as a Missionary'/><author><name>Deborah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05743952161733961343</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Op_u4_3QkNI/SdchNybXs0I/AAAAAAAAAEw/FvrmiZmL-4Y/S220/DSCN2004.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1858201763288918751.post-5628917564865108766</id><published>2009-08-10T02:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-10T03:06:18.448-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Hope in Jesus</title><content type='html'>I wish I could share with you all the wonderful things that happen when you serve God. I've met so many wonderful people, and I have done some really cool things, and I get to share the Gospel of Jesus Christ with the poor. Isaiah speaking about Jesus says, "Here is my servant I have chosen, the one I love in whom I delight; I will put my Spirit on him, and he will proclaim justice to the nations. He will not quarrel or cry out; no one will hear his voice in the streets. A bruised reed he will not break, and a smoldering wick he will no snuff out, till he leads justice to victory. In his name the nations will put their hope."&lt;br /&gt;In his name the nations will put their hope. I get to see this coming to pass. Jesus answers prayers in Mozambique, and they are learning to put their hope in Him, as I do.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1858201763288918751-5628917564865108766?l=deborahinafrica.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deborahinafrica.blogspot.com/feeds/5628917564865108766/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1858201763288918751&amp;postID=5628917564865108766' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1858201763288918751/posts/default/5628917564865108766'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1858201763288918751/posts/default/5628917564865108766'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deborahinafrica.blogspot.com/2009/08/hope-in-jesus.html' title='Hope in Jesus'/><author><name>Deborah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05743952161733961343</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Op_u4_3QkNI/SdchNybXs0I/AAAAAAAAAEw/FvrmiZmL-4Y/S220/DSCN2004.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1858201763288918751.post-4803301157016402981</id><published>2009-05-06T23:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-06T23:51:29.092-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Missions Teams Arriving</title><content type='html'>I am so excited about going back to Mozambique. My time in Swaziland has been great. I have made really good friends, and I have learned a lot about Children's Cup and Mission of Mercy. I go back at an exciting time, the Hub [College and 20 Somethings] from Healing Place in Baton Rouge will be coming next week on a missions trip. Then, we will be back in Swaziland for a Pastors Conference. It is huge. There are about 80 Americans coming, but most importantly, there will be pastors from all over southern Africa. God is doing some amazing things over here.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1858201763288918751-4803301157016402981?l=deborahinafrica.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deborahinafrica.blogspot.com/feeds/4803301157016402981/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1858201763288918751&amp;postID=4803301157016402981' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1858201763288918751/posts/default/4803301157016402981'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1858201763288918751/posts/default/4803301157016402981'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deborahinafrica.blogspot.com/2009/05/missions-teams-arriving.html' title='Missions Teams Arriving'/><author><name>Deborah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05743952161733961343</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Op_u4_3QkNI/SdchNybXs0I/AAAAAAAAAEw/FvrmiZmL-4Y/S220/DSCN2004.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1858201763288918751.post-5153808983662420662</id><published>2009-04-29T01:50:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-29T02:00:10.841-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Swaziland</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Op_u4_3QkNI/SfgXBSU2bCI/AAAAAAAAAFw/gZRHjsHpSmk/s1600-h/DSCN2318.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330035469859580962" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Op_u4_3QkNI/SfgXBSU2bCI/AAAAAAAAAFw/gZRHjsHpSmk/s320/DSCN2318.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Op_u4_3QkNI/SfgWrXDG_BI/AAAAAAAAAFo/s6svoRJWtyM/s1600-h/DSCN2310.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330035093170224146" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Op_u4_3QkNI/SfgWrXDG_BI/AAAAAAAAAFo/s6svoRJWtyM/s320/DSCN2310.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am so blessed to be here for two weeks. I am staying with great missionary friends, Jessie and Missy; I am hanging out with the best people, and learning more about how to serve the people of southern africa. We played the amazing race with the youth of HPC_Swaziland. They had a great time. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1858201763288918751-5153808983662420662?l=deborahinafrica.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deborahinafrica.blogspot.com/feeds/5153808983662420662/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1858201763288918751&amp;postID=5153808983662420662' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1858201763288918751/posts/default/5153808983662420662'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1858201763288918751/posts/default/5153808983662420662'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deborahinafrica.blogspot.com/2009/04/swaziland.html' title='Swaziland'/><author><name>Deborah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05743952161733961343</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Op_u4_3QkNI/SdchNybXs0I/AAAAAAAAAEw/FvrmiZmL-4Y/S220/DSCN2004.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Op_u4_3QkNI/SfgXBSU2bCI/AAAAAAAAAFw/gZRHjsHpSmk/s72-c/DSCN2318.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1858201763288918751.post-2361014433981427108</id><published>2009-04-04T02:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-04T02:08:36.298-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Servalution</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Op_u4_3QkNI/SdcjcyYPJxI/AAAAAAAAAFg/_2na5EjOxPI/s1600-h/DSCN2053.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320760462228268818" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Op_u4_3QkNI/SdcjcyYPJxI/AAAAAAAAAFg/_2na5EjOxPI/s320/DSCN2053.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Op_u4_3QkNI/SdcjDMoIJfI/AAAAAAAAAFY/Mcm0APXmksg/s1600-h/DSCN2036.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320760022597641714" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Op_u4_3QkNI/SdcjDMoIJfI/AAAAAAAAAFY/Mcm0APXmksg/s320/DSCN2036.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;We are sharing God's love and changing lives through simple acts of kindness. Here are some of the pictures of the volunteers at HPC_Mozambique.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1858201763288918751-2361014433981427108?l=deborahinafrica.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deborahinafrica.blogspot.com/feeds/2361014433981427108/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1858201763288918751&amp;postID=2361014433981427108' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1858201763288918751/posts/default/2361014433981427108'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1858201763288918751/posts/default/2361014433981427108'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deborahinafrica.blogspot.com/2009/04/servalution.html' title='Servalution'/><author><name>Deborah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05743952161733961343</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Op_u4_3QkNI/SdchNybXs0I/AAAAAAAAAEw/FvrmiZmL-4Y/S220/DSCN2004.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Op_u4_3QkNI/SdcjcyYPJxI/AAAAAAAAAFg/_2na5EjOxPI/s72-c/DSCN2053.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1858201763288918751.post-6238415750685452436</id><published>2009-04-02T10:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-04T02:02:37.127-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Ever Seeing and only now Perceiving</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Op_u4_3QkNI/SdciHmrToPI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/zi_wU1tAWfE/s1600-h/DSCN2017.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320758998798147826" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Op_u4_3QkNI/SdciHmrToPI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/zi_wU1tAWfE/s320/DSCN2017.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;God has grown my heart. I see what I did not see before. Let me preface this: I am a thinker, so I am constantly thinking of ideas, making conclusions about the world. I hardly notice details like what people are wearing, decorations, etc... In fact, my cousin Isaac, the Pastor at HPC here in Mozambique, thinks I am always daydreaming, but I am actually just thinking. He is always asking me if I see certain things on the side of the road, and I always have to tell him no. But something has changed. I see now.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1858201763288918751-6238415750685452436?l=deborahinafrica.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deborahinafrica.blogspot.com/feeds/6238415750685452436/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1858201763288918751&amp;postID=6238415750685452436' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1858201763288918751/posts/default/6238415750685452436'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1858201763288918751/posts/default/6238415750685452436'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deborahinafrica.blogspot.com/2009/04/ever-seeing-and-only-now-perceiving.html' title='Ever Seeing and only now Perceiving'/><author><name>Deborah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05743952161733961343</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Op_u4_3QkNI/SdchNybXs0I/AAAAAAAAAEw/FvrmiZmL-4Y/S220/DSCN2004.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Op_u4_3QkNI/SdciHmrToPI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/zi_wU1tAWfE/s72-c/DSCN2017.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1858201763288918751.post-4418858755498314665</id><published>2009-02-26T07:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-26T08:03:40.743-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Glamour</title><content type='html'>I don't have a glamorous job, but it sure is rewarding, and I wouldn't trade it for the world. I feel like I am where I am supposed to be. I do feel homesick sometimes, it is no easy living in another country, but it feels awesome to be a part of what God is doing all over the world. The Gospel is being preached here in Mozambique. Please continue to pray for the work here. There is so much God wants to do with us here.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1858201763288918751-4418858755498314665?l=deborahinafrica.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deborahinafrica.blogspot.com/feeds/4418858755498314665/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1858201763288918751&amp;postID=4418858755498314665' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1858201763288918751/posts/default/4418858755498314665'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1858201763288918751/posts/default/4418858755498314665'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deborahinafrica.blogspot.com/2009/02/glamour.html' title='Glamour'/><author><name>Deborah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05743952161733961343</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Op_u4_3QkNI/SdchNybXs0I/AAAAAAAAAEw/FvrmiZmL-4Y/S220/DSCN2004.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1858201763288918751.post-3168756451511131481</id><published>2009-01-27T22:48:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-27T22:54:04.003-08:00</updated><title type='text'>2nd Week in Nkobe</title><content type='html'>Things are starting to settle in. I am getting adjusted to the time change, the new foods, and the cold showers with little water pressure. I love it though. I've been given the responsibility to take over the youth group, and to help everyone with organizing. It almost overwhelmed me with all the things that need to be done. I will take it one day at a time, and do my best.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1858201763288918751-3168756451511131481?l=deborahinafrica.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deborahinafrica.blogspot.com/feeds/3168756451511131481/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1858201763288918751&amp;postID=3168756451511131481' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1858201763288918751/posts/default/3168756451511131481'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1858201763288918751/posts/default/3168756451511131481'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deborahinafrica.blogspot.com/2009/01/2nd-week-in-nkobe.html' title='2nd Week in Nkobe'/><author><name>Deborah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05743952161733961343</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Op_u4_3QkNI/SdchNybXs0I/AAAAAAAAAEw/FvrmiZmL-4Y/S220/DSCN2004.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1858201763288918751.post-2282765011443753346</id><published>2009-01-20T08:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-20T08:25:07.952-08:00</updated><title type='text'>First Visit to Nkobe</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Op_u4_3QkNI/SXX60UxIpDI/AAAAAAAAAEg/2RCAiX98Tm4/s1600-h/DSCN1266.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293412713878823986" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Op_u4_3QkNI/SXX60UxIpDI/AAAAAAAAAEg/2RCAiX98Tm4/s320/DSCN1266.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Op_u4_3QkNI/SXX6aBFxbUI/AAAAAAAAAEY/y7p67UeiAAw/s1600-h/DSCN1307.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293412261920075074" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Op_u4_3QkNI/SXX6aBFxbUI/AAAAAAAAAEY/y7p67UeiAAw/s320/DSCN1307.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I went to the Carepoint this morning. It took us 45 minutes to get there. There were sand roads, and pot holes the size of a small bathtub. Lots of great photo opportunities. Here are some of the pictures. If you are interested in seeing more pictures, you can check out my albums on facebook.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1858201763288918751-2282765011443753346?l=deborahinafrica.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deborahinafrica.blogspot.com/feeds/2282765011443753346/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1858201763288918751&amp;postID=2282765011443753346' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1858201763288918751/posts/default/2282765011443753346'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1858201763288918751/posts/default/2282765011443753346'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deborahinafrica.blogspot.com/2009/01/first-visit-to-nkobe.html' title='First Visit to Nkobe'/><author><name>Deborah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05743952161733961343</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Op_u4_3QkNI/SdchNybXs0I/AAAAAAAAAEw/FvrmiZmL-4Y/S220/DSCN2004.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Op_u4_3QkNI/SXX60UxIpDI/AAAAAAAAAEg/2RCAiX98Tm4/s72-c/DSCN1266.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1858201763288918751.post-6221160759647993062</id><published>2009-01-17T08:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-17T08:21:34.298-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pictures of the Apartment and some traveling</title><content type='html'>This&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Op_u4_3QkNI/SXIElkNpsOI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/Jon6kUYnq80/s1600-h/DSCN1213.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5292297555536359650" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Op_u4_3QkNI/SXIElkNpsOI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/Jon6kUYnq80/s320/DSCN1213.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; is me in the apartment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Op_u4_3QkNI/SXIEVujDWAI/AAAAAAAAAEI/d-r76mi2lQ4/s1600-h/DSCN1209.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5292297283432568834" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Op_u4_3QkNI/SXIEVujDWAI/AAAAAAAAAEI/d-r76mi2lQ4/s320/DSCN1209.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Op_u4_3QkNI/SXIEE3mrUzI/AAAAAAAAAEA/2HfCcMvb0mc/s1600-h/DSCN1208.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5292296993805914930" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Op_u4_3QkNI/SXIEE3mrUzI/AAAAAAAAAEA/2HfCcMvb0mc/s320/DSCN1208.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; All of us in Joberg waiting for a "delayed indefinetly" plane.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Op_u4_3QkNI/SXIDzXhFYaI/AAAAAAAAAD4/txsAzBxDjsM/s1600-h/DSCN1203.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5292296693134746018" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Op_u4_3QkNI/SXIDzXhFYaI/AAAAAAAAAD4/txsAzBxDjsM/s320/DSCN1203.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Op_u4_3QkNI/SXIDiDpTJ3I/AAAAAAAAADw/QMxPIj9zFmI/s1600-h/DSCN1201.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5292296395742717810" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Op_u4_3QkNI/SXIDiDpTJ3I/AAAAAAAAADw/QMxPIj9zFmI/s320/DSCN1201.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Op_u4_3QkNI/SXIDU9VUhOI/AAAAAAAAADo/Lf9RjY6ZIoA/s1600-h/DSCN1200.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5292296170710009058" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Op_u4_3QkNI/SXIDU9VUhOI/AAAAAAAAADo/Lf9RjY6ZIoA/s320/DSCN1200.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1858201763288918751-6221160759647993062?l=deborahinafrica.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deborahinafrica.blogspot.com/feeds/6221160759647993062/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1858201763288918751&amp;postID=6221160759647993062' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1858201763288918751/posts/default/6221160759647993062'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1858201763288918751/posts/default/6221160759647993062'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deborahinafrica.blogspot.com/2009/01/pictures-of-apartment-and-some.html' title='Pictures of the Apartment and some traveling'/><author><name>Deborah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05743952161733961343</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Op_u4_3QkNI/SdchNybXs0I/AAAAAAAAAEw/FvrmiZmL-4Y/S220/DSCN2004.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Op_u4_3QkNI/SXIElkNpsOI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/Jon6kUYnq80/s72-c/DSCN1213.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1858201763288918751.post-8800950447264434648</id><published>2009-01-17T08:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-17T08:09:28.382-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I arrive in Maputo, Mozambique</title><content type='html'>So, I arrived Saturday morning at 2:30. I spent a total of 32 hours traveling. Its a completely different world down here. I love it though. No air conditioning, milk comes in a box, and everything sounds expensive. It costs 350 something for a pillow. Its like 15 bucks, I think. I will be posting pictures shortly.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1858201763288918751-8800950447264434648?l=deborahinafrica.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deborahinafrica.blogspot.com/feeds/8800950447264434648/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1858201763288918751&amp;postID=8800950447264434648' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1858201763288918751/posts/default/8800950447264434648'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1858201763288918751/posts/default/8800950447264434648'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deborahinafrica.blogspot.com/2009/01/i-arrive-in-maputo-mozambique.html' title='I arrive in Maputo, Mozambique'/><author><name>Deborah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05743952161733961343</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Op_u4_3QkNI/SdchNybXs0I/AAAAAAAAAEw/FvrmiZmL-4Y/S220/DSCN2004.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1858201763288918751.post-710313745896622955</id><published>2009-01-13T05:23:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-13T05:32:17.572-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Wonderful Life</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Op_u4_3QkNI/SWyXqxSIqsI/AAAAAAAAADg/oZzjTm8zvyA/s1600-h/December+2008+383.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290770423293192898" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Op_u4_3QkNI/SWyXqxSIqsI/AAAAAAAAADg/oZzjTm8zvyA/s320/December+2008+383.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Op_u4_3QkNI/SWyXhmdbU8I/AAAAAAAAADY/VDDVcWkuMiI/s1600-h/December+2008+387.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290770265768940482" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Op_u4_3QkNI/SWyXhmdbU8I/AAAAAAAAADY/VDDVcWkuMiI/s320/December+2008+387.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Op_u4_3QkNI/SWyXW8kCaRI/AAAAAAAAADQ/wiaZJypMGjc/s1600-h/December+2008+379.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290770082723686674" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Op_u4_3QkNI/SWyXW8kCaRI/AAAAAAAAADQ/wiaZJypMGjc/s320/December+2008+379.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I have a wonderful life. Sure there are hardships and trials, but I really can't complain about anything. I give God all the Glory for this. I am blessed. Its not about shoes, outfits, and cars, its about people. The materials will fade away, and what I have left will be people. You can't buy love like that. I am about to leave this country for a while, and the one thing I will take with me are those relationships. Here are some pictures from my going away party. I have never felt so loved by people in all my life. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1858201763288918751-710313745896622955?l=deborahinafrica.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deborahinafrica.blogspot.com/feeds/710313745896622955/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1858201763288918751&amp;postID=710313745896622955' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1858201763288918751/posts/default/710313745896622955'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1858201763288918751/posts/default/710313745896622955'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deborahinafrica.blogspot.com/2009/01/wonderful-life.html' title='A Wonderful Life'/><author><name>Deborah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05743952161733961343</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Op_u4_3QkNI/SdchNybXs0I/AAAAAAAAAEw/FvrmiZmL-4Y/S220/DSCN2004.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Op_u4_3QkNI/SWyXqxSIqsI/AAAAAAAAADg/oZzjTm8zvyA/s72-c/December+2008+383.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1858201763288918751.post-7768515676385490777</id><published>2008-12-30T11:03:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-30T11:12:18.421-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mozambique, coming right up</title><content type='html'>Soo excited about moving to Mozambique. Isaac and Carol are in town, and they showed me pictures of the work there. We raised a total of $13,700 so far. God has provided, and He will continue to do so. I hope everyone had a Merry Christmas. Can't wait to see what God does with what we are giving Him back. He is going to multiply it so everyone will have life in abundance.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1858201763288918751-7768515676385490777?l=deborahinafrica.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deborahinafrica.blogspot.com/feeds/7768515676385490777/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1858201763288918751&amp;postID=7768515676385490777' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1858201763288918751/posts/default/7768515676385490777'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1858201763288918751/posts/default/7768515676385490777'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deborahinafrica.blogspot.com/2008/12/mozambique-coming-right-up.html' title='Mozambique, coming right up'/><author><name>Deborah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05743952161733961343</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Op_u4_3QkNI/SdchNybXs0I/AAAAAAAAAEw/FvrmiZmL-4Y/S220/DSCN2004.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1858201763288918751.post-436440013783544461</id><published>2008-12-16T09:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-16T09:29:07.169-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Going Away Party</title><content type='html'>All friends and family are invited to attend the Going Away Party on Saturday, January 10th, 2009, from 11:30 A.M.-2:30 P.M. It will be at HPC_St. Amant, 13423 Hwy. 431, St. Amant, LA 70774. I will be traveling to Dallas and Austin for the next couple of weeks. I pray you all have a Merry Christmas and a Happy New Year.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1858201763288918751-436440013783544461?l=deborahinafrica.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deborahinafrica.blogspot.com/feeds/436440013783544461/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1858201763288918751&amp;postID=436440013783544461' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1858201763288918751/posts/default/436440013783544461'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1858201763288918751/posts/default/436440013783544461'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deborahinafrica.blogspot.com/2008/12/going-away-party.html' title='Going Away Party'/><author><name>Deborah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05743952161733961343</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Op_u4_3QkNI/SdchNybXs0I/AAAAAAAAAEw/FvrmiZmL-4Y/S220/DSCN2004.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1858201763288918751.post-51069907806245447</id><published>2008-11-26T14:02:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-26T14:24:43.826-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mission Update</title><content type='html'>I received a call from Brandon today telling me someone in the church donated to the Mozambique trip. I am so blessed to be a part of a giving church. So far, we have raised $12,000. Wow, God is amazing. I am confident the rest will come in. I got my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;itinerary&lt;/span&gt; today. Its a one way ticket. I leave on January 15t&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;h&lt;/span&gt; with Carol and Isaac. I also found out that my Uncle James and Aunt Celia are staying till December. They are doing an amazing work for the Kingdom in the Amazon Jungle. Be praying for me because I need to sell my car, and I still need three more &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;vaccines&lt;/span&gt;. I so wish the rest came in a pill form. Anyone wanting to be a part of what's going on, please contact me at 225-978-8352. The closer I get to leaving, the more I realize my life and well being depend on the prayers and support of the saints.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1858201763288918751-51069907806245447?l=deborahinafrica.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deborahinafrica.blogspot.com/feeds/51069907806245447/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1858201763288918751&amp;postID=51069907806245447' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1858201763288918751/posts/default/51069907806245447'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1858201763288918751/posts/default/51069907806245447'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deborahinafrica.blogspot.com/2008/11/mission-update.html' title='Mission Update'/><author><name>Deborah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05743952161733961343</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Op_u4_3QkNI/SdchNybXs0I/AAAAAAAAAEw/FvrmiZmL-4Y/S220/DSCN2004.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1858201763288918751.post-3080206882354361982</id><published>2008-11-04T06:10:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-04T06:16:10.915-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Family Arrives From Brazil</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Op_u4_3QkNI/SRBZCF9vv_I/AAAAAAAAADI/cPuMwLI8EZc/s1600-h/october+2008+034.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264805856891879410" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Op_u4_3QkNI/SRBZCF9vv_I/AAAAAAAAADI/cPuMwLI8EZc/s320/october+2008+034.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So, my aunt and uncle, Joe and Debbie Daigle, James and Celia Williams, arrived this past week from Brazil. They are all missionaries. I can't wait till Isaac and Carol, the Pastors and Site Coordinators at HPC Mozambique, arrive in December. Uncle James and Celia are scheduled to leave the USA before Isaac and Carol arrive, but I hope they don't. This will be the first time are family has been in the country all at the same time since, well I can't remember the last time. Oh, I met my new cousin, Jessica. Uncle Joe and Aunt Debbie adopted her in Brazil.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1858201763288918751-3080206882354361982?l=deborahinafrica.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deborahinafrica.blogspot.com/feeds/3080206882354361982/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1858201763288918751&amp;postID=3080206882354361982' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1858201763288918751/posts/default/3080206882354361982'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1858201763288918751/posts/default/3080206882354361982'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deborahinafrica.blogspot.com/2008/11/family-arrives-from-brazil.html' title='Family Arrives From Brazil'/><author><name>Deborah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05743952161733961343</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Op_u4_3QkNI/SdchNybXs0I/AAAAAAAAAEw/FvrmiZmL-4Y/S220/DSCN2004.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Op_u4_3QkNI/SRBZCF9vv_I/AAAAAAAAADI/cPuMwLI8EZc/s72-c/october+2008+034.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1858201763288918751.post-7100193497484336312</id><published>2008-10-21T16:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-21T17:03:09.433-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Heather is the Best</title><content type='html'>Heather, the missionary going to Honduras is the best. She is a genius, she helped me get set up on Pay Pal. The world has so many gadgets and gismos, next thing you know, I will be twitting. Thanks Heather. Oh, by the way, you can donate online now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1858201763288918751-7100193497484336312?l=deborahinafrica.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deborahinafrica.blogspot.com/feeds/7100193497484336312/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1858201763288918751&amp;postID=7100193497484336312' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1858201763288918751/posts/default/7100193497484336312'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1858201763288918751/posts/default/7100193497484336312'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deborahinafrica.blogspot.com/2008/10/heather-is-best.html' title='Heather is the Best'/><author><name>Deborah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05743952161733961343</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Op_u4_3QkNI/SdchNybXs0I/AAAAAAAAAEw/FvrmiZmL-4Y/S220/DSCN2004.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1858201763288918751.post-6923468021328690918</id><published>2008-10-14T14:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-14T14:47:46.402-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Africa, a few months ahead, I will miss my co-workers</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Op_u4_3QkNI/SPUTZkRPUnI/AAAAAAAAACg/0PKllskJ5vE/s1600-h/October+2008+034.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257129469978563186" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Op_u4_3QkNI/SPUTZkRPUnI/AAAAAAAAACg/0PKllskJ5vE/s320/October+2008+034.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Op_u4_3QkNI/SPUSlDUpNVI/AAAAAAAAACY/ow4eEQGOd4o/s1600-h/October+2008+047.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257128567781274962" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Op_u4_3QkNI/SPUSlDUpNVI/AAAAAAAAACY/ow4eEQGOd4o/s320/October+2008+047.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Co-workers, Carlene and Heather. Not only am I blessed to serve the hurting in North Baton Rouge, but God has given me some lifelong friends. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1858201763288918751-6923468021328690918?l=deborahinafrica.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deborahinafrica.blogspot.com/feeds/6923468021328690918/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1858201763288918751&amp;postID=6923468021328690918' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1858201763288918751/posts/default/6923468021328690918'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1858201763288918751/posts/default/6923468021328690918'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deborahinafrica.blogspot.com/2008/10/africa-few-months-ahead-i-will-miss-my.html' title='Africa, a few months ahead, I will miss my co-workers'/><author><name>Deborah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05743952161733961343</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Op_u4_3QkNI/SdchNybXs0I/AAAAAAAAAEw/FvrmiZmL-4Y/S220/DSCN2004.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Op_u4_3QkNI/SPUTZkRPUnI/AAAAAAAAACg/0PKllskJ5vE/s72-c/October+2008+034.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1858201763288918751.post-3469303162870468466</id><published>2008-10-13T11:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-13T11:56:51.757-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Missions Class at HPC</title><content type='html'>I shared with the Missions Class on Sunday night, about what I will be doing as a missionary in Mozambique. Its awesome to spend time with young people who have given up a portion of their life to learn more about Christ and to serve Him. We have one mind, to share the love of Christ with the world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Update on fundraising: I have raised a little over $5,000, but I still have $25,000 to go. Please, pray to see if God places it in your heart to contribute financially. If He does, you can make your donations to Healing Place Church, make sure to put "Deborah-Mozambique," in the memo.  May God bless you for it. Thank you for everyone's support.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1858201763288918751-3469303162870468466?l=deborahinafrica.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deborahinafrica.blogspot.com/feeds/3469303162870468466/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1858201763288918751&amp;postID=3469303162870468466' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1858201763288918751/posts/default/3469303162870468466'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1858201763288918751/posts/default/3469303162870468466'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deborahinafrica.blogspot.com/2008/10/missions-class-at-hpc.html' title='Missions Class at HPC'/><author><name>Deborah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05743952161733961343</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Op_u4_3QkNI/SdchNybXs0I/AAAAAAAAAEw/FvrmiZmL-4Y/S220/DSCN2004.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1858201763288918751.post-3055323997759571802</id><published>2008-09-22T14:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-22T14:24:23.726-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sister's Laughing</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Op_u4_3QkNI/SNgMW1OTWqI/AAAAAAAAACQ/UYxEOxOiy94/s1600-h/063.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248958952084036258" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Op_u4_3QkNI/SNgMW1OTWqI/AAAAAAAAACQ/UYxEOxOiy94/s320/063.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;My sister and I are complete opposites. We really don't have anything in common besides we both love Jesus and we share the same parents. Yet, no one can make me laugh like my sister can. At this rare occasion I get my sister rollin'. One day she and her husband will be in Africa with me, God willing of course.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1858201763288918751-3055323997759571802?l=deborahinafrica.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deborahinafrica.blogspot.com/feeds/3055323997759571802/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1858201763288918751&amp;postID=3055323997759571802' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1858201763288918751/posts/default/3055323997759571802'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1858201763288918751/posts/default/3055323997759571802'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deborahinafrica.blogspot.com/2008/09/sisters-laughing.html' title='Sister&apos;s Laughing'/><author><name>Deborah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05743952161733961343</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Op_u4_3QkNI/SdchNybXs0I/AAAAAAAAAEw/FvrmiZmL-4Y/S220/DSCN2004.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Op_u4_3QkNI/SNgMW1OTWqI/AAAAAAAAACQ/UYxEOxOiy94/s72-c/063.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1858201763288918751.post-1175254535042831238</id><published>2008-09-21T10:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-21T11:03:53.525-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Pictures from Equip Night last week.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Op_u4_3QkNI/SNaMMnux4aI/AAAAAAAAACI/_9icI33wOoI/s1600-h/045.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248536564198400418" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Op_u4_3QkNI/SNaMMnux4aI/AAAAAAAAACI/_9icI33wOoI/s320/045.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Op_u4_3QkNI/SNaMBWWVfLI/AAAAAAAAACA/05sQHFRFKp4/s1600-h/041.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248536370553912498" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Op_u4_3QkNI/SNaMBWWVfLI/AAAAAAAAACA/05sQHFRFKp4/s320/041.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Op_u4_3QkNI/SNaL5LKl8HI/AAAAAAAAAB4/AfJQskCSsh4/s1600-h/036.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248536230112915570" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Op_u4_3QkNI/SNaL5LKl8HI/AAAAAAAAAB4/AfJQskCSsh4/s320/036.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Op_u4_3QkNI/SNaLXX2-oeI/AAAAAAAAABw/CS09gZhJHBU/s1600-h/026.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248535649404756450" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Op_u4_3QkNI/SNaLXX2-oeI/AAAAAAAAABw/CS09gZhJHBU/s320/026.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;These are pictures of our work at Winbourne.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1858201763288918751-1175254535042831238?l=deborahinafrica.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deborahinafrica.blogspot.com/feeds/1175254535042831238/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1858201763288918751&amp;postID=1175254535042831238' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1858201763288918751/posts/default/1175254535042831238'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1858201763288918751/posts/default/1175254535042831238'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deborahinafrica.blogspot.com/2008/09/pictures-from-equip-night-last-week.html' title='Pictures from Equip Night last week.'/><author><name>Deborah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05743952161733961343</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Op_u4_3QkNI/SdchNybXs0I/AAAAAAAAAEw/FvrmiZmL-4Y/S220/DSCN2004.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Op_u4_3QkNI/SNaMMnux4aI/AAAAAAAAACI/_9icI33wOoI/s72-c/045.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1858201763288918751.post-5664403269445031384</id><published>2008-09-18T11:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-18T12:11:40.512-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My coworkers are tired of reading the same blog</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Op_u4_3QkNI/SNKn2UPvWHI/AAAAAAAAABo/T2AnxAGunjg/s1600-h/canada+216.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247441067429550194" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Op_u4_3QkNI/SNKn2UPvWHI/AAAAAAAAABo/T2AnxAGunjg/s320/canada+216.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Op_u4_3QkNI/SNKnO3lXuaI/AAAAAAAAABg/VWr4ZCCkHZk/s1600-h/canada+318.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247440389720750498" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Op_u4_3QkNI/SNKnO3lXuaI/AAAAAAAAABg/VWr4ZCCkHZk/s320/canada+318.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So, my coworkers are tired of reading my last entry over and over; I have to get in the habit of blogging, so bare with me. Well, we survived the hurricane. Thank you for everyone who prayed. As far as fundraising for Mozambique, I still need lots of help. So far, I have raised about $3,250. Some might be wondering how could they donate every month instead of one lump some, well, I have to get back with you. I will be meeting with the missions guys at HPC this Friday. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1858201763288918751-5664403269445031384?l=deborahinafrica.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deborahinafrica.blogspot.com/feeds/5664403269445031384/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1858201763288918751&amp;postID=5664403269445031384' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1858201763288918751/posts/default/5664403269445031384'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1858201763288918751/posts/default/5664403269445031384'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deborahinafrica.blogspot.com/2008/09/my-coworkers-are-tired-of-reading-same.html' title='My coworkers are tired of reading the same blog'/><author><name>Deborah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05743952161733961343</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Op_u4_3QkNI/SdchNybXs0I/AAAAAAAAAEw/FvrmiZmL-4Y/S220/DSCN2004.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Op_u4_3QkNI/SNKn2UPvWHI/AAAAAAAAABo/T2AnxAGunjg/s72-c/canada+216.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1858201763288918751.post-3749467533081219677</id><published>2008-08-31T04:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-31T08:18:04.076-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My feeling on Hurricane Gustav</title><content type='html'>I am guessing if you know me at all, you would know that I live in the greater Baton Rouge area. There is a huge hurricane heading towards Louisiana. This will be my first experience with this. I was not here for Andrew, and I was in Dallas during Katrina and Rita, which explains why I feel uncomfortably calm. This is supposed to be worse than Katrina, but I don't know what that feels like. When I was younger, I have to start putting it in that &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;category&lt;/span&gt;, because time does start getting compressed and blurry. I have really bad short term memory or long term memory. Lets put it this way, I can remember off the top of my head the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Magna&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Carta&lt;/span&gt; was passed in 1215 and the Battle of Hasting took place in 1066, but I can hardly remember the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;occurrences&lt;/span&gt; of earlier days up till I left for Dallas Texas. I just remember it lasted forever.&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, when I was younger, there was a hurricane coming, I believe it was a category 4, my family packed into a house, and the adults were &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;prepared&lt;/span&gt; for the worse. I remember they told us if we heard sirens we would all go into these concrete ditches. Lets just say there was fear in the air. I am not going to lie and say I have never struggled with having faith, or I have never felt despair, but I did feel a conviction that it would all be o.k. The faith of a child. I woke up the next morning, and the news said it was a miracle, the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;category&lt;/span&gt; 4 storm had downsized to a tropical depression. I mentioned I had never been through a hurricane, but I almost did. Please, don't get bogged down with all the details of my story, but get the big picture. God protects his children. I pray we all have faith to believe God will be there for us.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1858201763288918751-3749467533081219677?l=deborahinafrica.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deborahinafrica.blogspot.com/feeds/3749467533081219677/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1858201763288918751&amp;postID=3749467533081219677' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1858201763288918751/posts/default/3749467533081219677'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1858201763288918751/posts/default/3749467533081219677'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deborahinafrica.blogspot.com/2008/08/my-feeling-on-hurricane-gustav.html' title='My feeling on Hurricane Gustav'/><author><name>Deborah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05743952161733961343</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Op_u4_3QkNI/SdchNybXs0I/AAAAAAAAAEw/FvrmiZmL-4Y/S220/DSCN2004.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1858201763288918751.post-4446153270020846924</id><published>2008-08-27T06:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-27T06:46:25.088-07:00</updated><title type='text'>High School, Bible College, and University Friends</title><content type='html'>So, I went ahead and announced to all my friends on facebook that I was moving in January. I can keep up with all my friends from high school, Bible college, and university, and they can keep up with whats going on in my life. As the day approaches, I get more and more excited. I will miss everyone, but I can keep up with everyone. Things have changed since my grandparents left for the mission field. They hardly had contact with anyone, they were very isolated.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1858201763288918751-4446153270020846924?l=deborahinafrica.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deborahinafrica.blogspot.com/feeds/4446153270020846924/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1858201763288918751&amp;postID=4446153270020846924' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1858201763288918751/posts/default/4446153270020846924'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1858201763288918751/posts/default/4446153270020846924'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deborahinafrica.blogspot.com/2008/08/high-school-bible-college-and.html' title='High School, Bible College, and University Friends'/><author><name>Deborah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05743952161733961343</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Op_u4_3QkNI/SdchNybXs0I/AAAAAAAAAEw/FvrmiZmL-4Y/S220/DSCN2004.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1858201763288918751.post-1077019893478578159</id><published>2008-08-26T06:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-26T06:45:11.026-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Pre-K Class&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Op_u4_3QkNI/SLQHD-cWIDI/AAAAAAAAAA4/8aBtkBKYNlU/s1600-h/Africa1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238820031421620274" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Op_u4_3QkNI/SLQHD-cWIDI/AAAAAAAAAA4/8aBtkBKYNlU/s320/Africa1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Op_u4_3QkNI/SLQHD1jn5rI/AAAAAAAAABA/bwGParDNbpg/s1600-h/Africa3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238820029036226226" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Op_u4_3QkNI/SLQHD1jn5rI/AAAAAAAAABA/bwGParDNbpg/s320/Africa3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Op_u4_3QkNI/SLQHELQdMZI/AAAAAAAAABI/sRysMe-k8i0/s1600-h/Africa4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238820034861412754" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Op_u4_3QkNI/SLQHELQdMZI/AAAAAAAAABI/sRysMe-k8i0/s320/Africa4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Op_u4_3QkNI/SLQHEaOkabI/AAAAAAAAABQ/DX-Cpgdd-Nc/s1600-h/Africa7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238820038880029106" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Op_u4_3QkNI/SLQHEaOkabI/AAAAAAAAABQ/DX-Cpgdd-Nc/s320/Africa7.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Op_u4_3QkNI/SLQHEeBX0OI/AAAAAAAAABY/KDFpDx5wHQQ/s1600-h/Africa8.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238820039898419426" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Op_u4_3QkNI/SLQHEeBX0OI/AAAAAAAAABY/KDFpDx5wHQQ/s320/Africa8.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I love these pictures. They are now running about 60 kids in the Pre-K class. Most of these children do not have the opportunity to attend Pre-K, if it were not for the CarePoint in Nkobe. They are also being fed everyday.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1858201763288918751-1077019893478578159?l=deborahinafrica.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deborahinafrica.blogspot.com/feeds/1077019893478578159/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1858201763288918751&amp;postID=1077019893478578159' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1858201763288918751/posts/default/1077019893478578159'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1858201763288918751/posts/default/1077019893478578159'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deborahinafrica.blogspot.com/2008/08/pre-k-class.html' title=''/><author><name>Deborah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05743952161733961343</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Op_u4_3QkNI/SdchNybXs0I/AAAAAAAAAEw/FvrmiZmL-4Y/S220/DSCN2004.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Op_u4_3QkNI/SLQHD-cWIDI/AAAAAAAAAA4/8aBtkBKYNlU/s72-c/Africa1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1858201763288918751.post-7641725794030961196</id><published>2008-08-25T10:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-26T06:45:31.627-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Visit to HPC_St. Francisville</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Op_u4_3QkNI/SLL5aVx8C_I/AAAAAAAAAAw/foZY9yEz0C4/s1600-h/Africa8.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238523547503823858" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 4px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 91px" height="91" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Op_u4_3QkNI/SLL5aVx8C_I/AAAAAAAAAAw/foZY9yEz0C4/s320/Africa8.jpg" width="320" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So, I got to share a bit about what is going on in Mozambique, at the St. Francisville campus yesterday. I was amazed by the response of the people in St. Francisville. Dave and Jean Ohlerking shared about Children's Cup, and world missions; They rock. I feel unworthy to even be mentioned along side their name, they have gone far and above, and I feel embraced as a daughter. Pastor Timmy Straight is leading a great bunch of people out there, and some believe they have a call to missions. I am so exciting about representing Healing Place Church_St. Francisville, out in Mozambique. The kids are going to love them, so I hope a lot of them come to visit. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1858201763288918751-7641725794030961196?l=deborahinafrica.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deborahinafrica.blogspot.com/feeds/7641725794030961196/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1858201763288918751&amp;postID=7641725794030961196' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1858201763288918751/posts/default/7641725794030961196'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1858201763288918751/posts/default/7641725794030961196'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deborahinafrica.blogspot.com/2008/08/visit-to-hpcst-francisville.html' title='Visit to HPC_St. Francisville'/><author><name>Deborah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05743952161733961343</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Op_u4_3QkNI/SdchNybXs0I/AAAAAAAAAEw/FvrmiZmL-4Y/S220/DSCN2004.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Op_u4_3QkNI/SLL5aVx8C_I/AAAAAAAAAAw/foZY9yEz0C4/s72-c/Africa8.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1858201763288918751.post-4213424355886434898</id><published>2008-08-22T13:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-22T13:41:43.463-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Vision for the Mission in Mozambique, Africa</title><content type='html'>My name is Deborah Williams, and I was born in Manaus, Amazon, Brazil. My grandparents were the first to answer the call to missions, and they spent 18 years in Brazil. I believe I was born with missions in my heart. Jeremiah 1:5, “Before I formed you in the womb I knew you; Before you were born I sanctified you; I ordained you a prophet to the nations.” I moved to the United States in 1994 at the age of eleven, and began attending Healing Place Church in 1996. I graduated from St. Amant High in 2001, attended LSU for two years, and then moved to Dallas, Texas, to attend Christ For The Nations Institute. While in Dallas, I received a 2 year Practical Theology Diploma and earned a bachelor’s degree from Dallas Baptist University in 2006. I have spent the last year and a half working for Church United For Community Development as a Case Manager for the Prisoner Reentry Program called Step Out, located in the inner city of Baton Rouge. And now, I want to share with you a challenging ministry opportunity God has presented to me.&lt;br /&gt;Envision a land slightly less than twice the size of California, where men, women, and children are trafficked for the purposes of forced labor and sexual exploitation. Having gained independence in 1975, from 470 years of Portuguese colonial rule, it still ranks among the least developed nations in the world. Since independence, this southeast African country has suffered through socialist mismanagement and 16 years of civil war. They started having democratic elections in 1994. The population estimates for this country explicitly take into account the effects of excess mortality due to AIDS; at any time there are 1.3 million people living with HIV or AIDS: A crazy amount considering only a little over twenty-one million people live in Mozambique, Africa.&lt;br /&gt;After much prayer and consideration, Pastors Dino and Delynn Rizzo and Mark and Cindy Stermer believe now is an opportune time to reach the people of Mozambique. Healing Place Church and Children’s Cup International Relief have built a Care Point to reach the impoverished families in the village of Nkobe, 20 minutes outside the capital city of Maputo. They provide free meals, medical care and education to these families. There are 300 children who are fed daily, and for the vast majority of the children this is their one and only meal of the day. There is a potential to reach thousands of people in this 15,000 person community. The community is ever growing, and many of the families are attending the HPC Sunday Service. Nkobe is changing and God is moving in the hearts of the people. To keep up with the need and to follow the momentum God has created in this area, I am moving to Mozambique to serve Campus Coordinators and Pastors Isaac and Carol Williams with the growing church and to assist them in reaching the lost and hurting in that area.&lt;br /&gt;I'm excited about the opportunity and experience that lie ahead. I hope you see the value in what we will accomplish. As you can imagine, a trip like this requires financial support from a number of people. I need to raise $30,000 by January 2009. If you can support me in a financial way, I would be very grateful. It can be a one time gift or a monthly support, and all support can be sent to Healing Place Church, 19202 Highland Rd., Baton Rouge, La. 70809. Be sure to designate your gift for "deborah williams-mozambique." And, most importantly, I need your prayer support. Prayer is the fuel that will allow us to be successful as we follow God's leading in ministry in this country. Without prayer, nothing will happen.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1858201763288918751-4213424355886434898?l=deborahinafrica.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deborahinafrica.blogspot.com/feeds/4213424355886434898/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1858201763288918751&amp;postID=4213424355886434898' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1858201763288918751/posts/default/4213424355886434898'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1858201763288918751/posts/default/4213424355886434898'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deborahinafrica.blogspot.com/2008/08/vision-for-mission-in-mozambique-africa.html' title='Vision for the Mission in Mozambique, Africa'/><author><name>Deborah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05743952161733961343</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Op_u4_3QkNI/SdchNybXs0I/AAAAAAAAAEw/FvrmiZmL-4Y/S220/DSCN2004.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
