what the Dominican Republic did not have..
picture of reese and I’s drink) Dr pepper or diet coke )coke zero is not the same, sorry Tina. what is did have was these people. (Group photo) To say that this trip was phenomenal would be an understatement. Six women and 6 men. Some old (and I mean kindergarten old friends) and some new, to get to know even better. I got to spend some great time with my baby girl. Reese, or Rose or even Just Reese as she was apparently known by dominicans since Reese is not a regular name in the DR. Jacob, Aka, Tadpole, but forever Rico to this group, “became a man” according the the flight attendant when she announced on the return flight that it was his 18th birthday. So things that happened at EDCM Team House Summer in the Winter Camp, is the theme of this post. I am writing it for me, you can read if you like. My Reese was amazing. She was responsible, helpful, friendly, and willing to pitch in wherever needed, she drew the line at tarantula clean up though. (and learned a few things about us old ladies that dumbfounded her) I could share the EDCM post and photos of what we got to do for others. We worked a medical clinic set up in an EDCM church that served about 350 people in Higüey. We traveled to Brisas del Mar (in La Romana) and did (loosely translated as I mostly watched and tried to stay out of the way) as projects for much needed home improvements were under way for community members. It was an incredible experience. (speaking of translating I need to give up my fear of failure and learn some Spanish!)I could also dwell on what we did that was meant to help others and be the hands and Feet of Jesus. But I really want to write down and remember what I personally gained this week. We flew into Punta Cana, a prime vacation spot for cold midwesterners. (no resorts for us) We promptly were driven to Higuey to get set up in dorm style housing at the Team House. All of the women in one room with bunk beds. I would tell you a rooster woke us up everyday, but that thing crowed all day long! If it was not crowing, the neighbor dog was barking. We were reintroduced ( at least I was) to Mariaella and Juan. He is the Pastor of the church in Higuey and his wife, who kept us fed all week. Along with Marienella was Domintila. She stayed there in the house and put up with our shenanigans. We had some late night card games and singing. I had the opportunity to get to know Domitila beautiful daughter Dahiana . She led worship in church and was my translator for clinic days. Hearing her sing in Spanish and singing along with the song in English gave me chills and I cannot even explain why. Taylor plans and oversees the visiting teams. She made sure we had some idea where we should be and listened to our needs and wants and made them happen. Taylor is married to Harold, who happens to be Juan and Marianellas son. He is supposed to be in charge of overseeeing and training the EDCM pastors. However he could be found painting at the water plant, translating as we prayed for community members kneeled down at their sides. You could find him on top of a tin roof at their sides job site that he “just stopped by” engaging our team in conversation and generally loving on us and the community alike.
Showering was not my favorite. no hot water and moving to one of the other bathrooms when sinks stopped draining. We had a home cooked dinner waiting for us at the end of each work day. The dinner prayers (especially when Taylor and Harold’s son Caleb would pray for dinner in Spanish) were a special time together. Each morning and evening, our team of 12 would work in 2s and 3s to take care of dishes. I only had to wash twice! Reese volunteered! We started our day with the 12 of us doing group devotions on the roof. 7 different mornings and 7 different leaders. For many who led it was far out of their comfort zone. But not to worry as this was the most encouraging group one could imagine. We laughed and cried quite a bit. We were bummed as it was cool, overcast and windy on our one beach day. But I really feel God was faithful to us when the sun came out and the temperature was phenomenal. Reese got out from under an umbrella long enough to look in shops and get drug to the pier for group pictures. Anyone who knows her is aware she doesn’t like the beach. She said she would pretend to though. Somehow my social battery held out. It blinked under 20% a few times, but I was given some time to do a quick charge and I was good. Work Paige will be disappointed in me only completing one book from my TBR list on Goodreads.
I love traveling. If you have known me long enough you know I get thrilled by the planning, packing and repacking, and I even end up enjoying the destination! However my travels (going to show what a spoiled princess I am on this) over the last 2 years (since not long after the last DR mission trip) have all been somewhat overshadowed by rough stuff on the home front. God was so faithful on this trip. I thought of my loved ones, continued to grieve (getting to share my story of grief this year when I did my devo), and prayed for my family and friends back home. However, I felt that this crazy busy trip was the most rested I have felt in a long time. Currently I am sitting between the love of my life and my youngest baby (not much of a baby anymore, and I recognize that these times with her are winding down as she enters adulthood). We are on an airplane bound for chicago. That is where this story began, her Dr Pepper and my Diet coke. I could write in detail of how God used absolutely every member of this team, and so many I got to meet or reconnect with to remind me of the “overwhelming, never ending, reckless love of God.” But I am afraid I will need Tina to let me cheat from her as I totally forgot to take notes.
a few takeaways. I need to practice “The Church Clap” dance as I am terrible at it. And I got to ride in the back of a pickup truck, which made me feel 10 years old again.












