Twelve members of our church, St. Mark Lutheran, have just returned from a trip to Nicarauga. We handed out 500 Bibles, nearly 2000 pair of glasses and saw 1079 folks. A total blessing and a terrific trip for all of us. We flew to Managua on TACA airlines and thence to San Carlos at the mouth (the boca) of the Rio San Juan in…
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Mosquitoes and Monkeys and Eye Glasses, Oh My!
I can’t believe it, but I don’t think I’ve ever been on a missionary trip before. My husband reminds me we helped at an orphanage in Juarez, Mexico once but I’m not sure that counts since we stayed at my friend’s house with a shower and just had to cross the border every day. This time we’re headed up the…
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Life with a Blind Dog: Watch out!
I didn’t realize for a long time that we had a blind dog, nor that I had become a seeing-eye human. Sure, she fell off the walkway a couple times and stumbled over the curb, but for the most part Suzie trotted beside me as easily as she always had. The fact we walked a broad path around Spring Lake,…
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Life with a Blind Dog–How Come She's Always Hungry?
My dog Suzie is blind. It seemed to come on quickly. From the time I first questioned whether she might be having a seeing problem to her diagnosis–two days. But in hindsight, it crept up and fooled us for a good three months before the dog opthamologist (who would have guessed we have two in Sonoma County?) pronounced her stone-cold…
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Life with a Blind Dog–How Come She’s Always Hungry?
My dog Suzie is blind. It seemed to come on quickly. From the time I first questioned whether she might be having a seeing problem to her diagnosis–two days. But in hindsight, it crept up and fooled us for a good three months before the dog opthamologist (who would have guessed we have two in Sonoma County?) pronounced her stone-cold…
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Traveler's Tales: The Thrill of Polyglots
I grew up in San Pedro, California, the port of Los Angeles, in a community of multi-lingual people, or polyglots. My own mother, born in Sicily, spoke Italian as her first language and occasionally explained things to her mother in her native tongue. My family babysitter was from Yugoslavia and routinely argued with her husband in various Slavic languages. I…
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