Wednesday, December 3, 2025

Coming in Sideways

We’re finishing up another trip to the States of visiting friends, family, and churches and as I sit and process it all, I think it can be easily summed up by comparing it to our flights yesterday.

 

We were coming back from visiting my sister in Canada for Thanksgiving, and there were delays coming in and going out due to the first major snowstorm of the year pushing up the east coast. We had two flights to arrive at our destination for the night. One on a tiny express jet.

 

Did I mention a major cold front was pushing through? Cue turbulence. I’ve flown a lot, and I know that turbulence is really nothing to worry about. However, when I suddenly have the sensation of weightlessness as we are mid-air and pitching up and down, doubt quickly enters my mind. Being surrounded by a high thick cloud bank and not being able to see anything outside the plane also multiplied the anxiety. Whew. I am grateful that there was WiFi on the plane and I was able to distract myself by texting my sister who was watching the radar and encouraging me that we were moving through the worst of the weather and would soon push through the other side. 

 

The Pink Glow

 As we shook sideways and up and down, I glanced at the flight timer which       seemed to move in reverse. I felt like we should have landed an hour ago. Then I noticed the thick cloud bank outside the window started to have a pink glow…then  the pink started to turn red… and orange. This was a first for me. Without being able to see anything outside the window (like being in a thick fog), I started to consider which part of the plane must be on fire or if we had finally flown into the sun.

 

That’s when we broke through. Suddenly, we flew out of the cloud bank and what I saw next took my breath. The clouds parted and there were clouds above us and below us and in the middle it was COMPLETELY clear. The sky was painted in incredible reds, pinks, oranges, and yellows as the sun was setting over the horizon. It took my breath and IMMEDIATELY caused my soul to spontaneously worship. Tears filled my eyes. Wow. In my heart, I heard God whisper  “I’m here..  I’m still here… and passing through the storm is WORTH IT.” The sky cleared and the turbulence disappeared.

 

There are times when life is “lifing” extra hard. When we can’t see anything around us and we’re getting bounced all around. When the accelerations and decelerations have us spinning and worried about what is happening and we’re hoping that the worst is behind us. When doubt lurks in the back of our mind and we don’t know if we can make it to the other side. However, God is still with us. Even when we can’t see Him, or feel Him. He’s there in the storm with us and will be waiting for us on the other side when the skies clear.

 

This trip back to the States has had its unique challenges and amazing blessings, and God was in every moment of it. He was there in the hugs, the times of worship, time with family and friends, providing every step of the way. We still came in sideways to Reagan airport on our second flight, but we know that He was with us. We are so grateful for the opportunities to travel to visit our friends and family and are grateful when God so clearly reminds us of who He is in the midst all of it.

 

 

Wednesday, January 1, 2025

Impossible God

Today I heard a sermon from Pastor Nina at New Life Church entitled “A Divine Invitation from God”. In the sermon, Pastor Nina quotes Watchman Nee saying “God never asks us to do anything we can do. He asks us to live a life which we can never live and to do a work which we can never do. Yet, by His grace, we are living it and doing it.” Pastor Nina continues by saying that God will call us to do the impossible. In fact, if it’s something we can do on our own, it is probably not from God (loosely quoted). After hearing this, I began to reflect on the impossibilities that God has called me to. Immediately, the wall came to mind. 


The original "plan" 
In 2020, we began building a perimeter wall around a property we have in Guatemala. Building a wall to enclose the property is the first step to constructing our ministry home. We had an initial idea about what it was going to look like but had no idea of how it was going to come together. Our land is just over ½ an acre and the wall would be 788 linear feet and 9 feet tall. At that time, I had pretty limited construction experience, and if you had told me that I would be building a wall I probably would have laughed.  We also had no idea what it was going to cost or how we were going to pay for it. 


Raul Working on the Panels 
In March of 2020, I went to the States to visit my sister. During this visit, the pandemic exploded across the globe, and I ended up being “stuck” in the US for seven months and unable to return to Guatemala
as the borders and the airport were closed. It was during this period of time that my husband, Raul, began constructing metal panels for the wall. The wall at that time was pretty much only a dream. We still had nothing to attach these metal panels to (thank God for a visionary husband). After I returned to Guatemala, Raul began working with local construction workers to dig the ditch for the footings, place support beams, and connect the initial rebar panels in the base of the wall.   


Me "Playing with Rocks"
As 2021 started, I felt an urge to start working on the wall. I had been hands off until this point, but the pandemic was dragging on, there were no classes at the school where we serve, and the death of my mother in December left me feeling like I needed “do something”. Raul and I had talked about constructing the base of the wall from mortared rocks, so I started to Google. I had no idea what I was doing, but I knew there was an urgency in my spirit to act. I had never worked with cement, lime, or rock before. My thought was “well, Jesus… let’s see if this works…”  and I “stepped out of the boat”! I still remember starting in the initial corner in January 2021, and little by little, working section by section, we placed mortared rocks on both sides of the rebar panels. We learned a lot doing that first side, and also realized that if we wanted to work faster, we were going to need funds to buy the materials. 


In August 2021 we officially started fundraising to build the wall. Our initial cost projection was $10,000… and then building materials skyrocketed and our costs jumped to $16,000. Honestly, fundraising for a project from Guatemala during a pandemic seemed impossible. I felt like we were trying to sell a “pipe dream” when all we had was a few mortared rocks and a partial ditch. BUT, GOD.  We made a video which we sent out to supporters and churches and little by little the funds started to come in. 


Mortared Rock Base of the Wall 
One mortared rock at a time, we made our way around the base of the wall. There were days we laughed, days we cried, and days we decided to “try again tomorrow”.  We got faster, perfected our lime mortar mix, and used muscles we never even knew we had. In February 2023, we finished all 788 linear feet of mortared rocks to form the base of the wall. Our next step was making a home for those metal panels Raul had made three years prior. 


Even though we only had a vague idea of what the wall would look like when Raul started the panels in 2020, he made EXACTLY the number of panels we would need for the front (street side) of the property.  Initially we planned to use metal panels on all the sides of the property, but then found it was more cost effective and less maintenance to put concrete on the remaining sides of the wall, and we had just the right number of panels for the front of the property. 


Pouring Columns
We all agree that pouring the concrete columns on the front of the property was THE HARDEST part of the entire wall. Due to the size of the molds we were using, the columns were poured in two parts (two days). It was nerve-wracking trying to get the columns lined up right and the rebar pins placed just right to support the panels, but we did it. Next it was the child-birth-like process of inserting the panels between the columns and anchoring them to the pins. There was more than one column to chisel and more than one panel that needed to be cut down. I still remember when we got the last panel anchored in place… we all collapsed on the ground in the shade. 

The Front of the Property 

Putting the Rebar Panels In
As we worked on the base of the wall, we also slowly put in the rebar panels that would serve as the support for the top portion of the wall. The top portion of the wall is made with a ferrocement technique. In ferrocement, rebar panels are covered with chicken wire on both sides and then a concrete mixture is troweled onto one side and then the other to completely coat the materials. We had literally ZERO experience in ferrocement, and when we did the first trial section in June 2023, I remember thinking here’s another crazy God idea! 


Ferrocement on the Remaining Sides
As with many things, we improved our ferrocement technique as we gained experience. We mixed over 500 wheelbarrow loads of concrete, learned the right consistency for the mix depending on the side of the wall, learned the right amount of pressure and
angle to use to apply the mix, and got pretty efficient at applying it. In May 2024 we were blessed with a construction team from New Life church that helped us knock out 52 ferrocement sections of the wall! Their visit gave us the energy and motivation to keep going despite feeling like we were never going to finish. And in October 2024,  we applied the ferrocement to the last section of the wall and the major work of the wall was FINISHED. 


As we inched closer to finishing that last section of the wall, we sang  “Goodness of God” through tears and laughter. Three years. Three years of blood, sweat, tears, cement, rocks, and mortar. Three years of watching God move, watching Him unveil the next steps as we worked, watching Him convert what felt as a pipe dream into a reality, watching Him provide funds at just the right time, watching Him multiply materials when we knew we didn’t have enough, and watching Him protecting us from a SINGLE INJURY (other than minor cuts/scrapes). ONLY GOD. HALLELUJAH. 


Finished

When I heard Pastor Nina’s sermon today, I thought about our Impossible God and what He has done over the past three years on our property. If you had told me that it was going to take three years, I am not sure I would have started. But I will say that in the past three years God has taken me so much deeper, walked with me through some major storms, and made me realize that even though the crazy God ideas seem impossible, we serve an Impossible God. Thank you, Jesus. 


Pastor Nina’s sermon: https://youtu.be/ac7OWgNPVJw?si=OrXrX1FwL4dQBlpk

To find out more about our ministry in Guatemala, head to our website: www.graciaministries.com