The hot wind hit me in the face, dust from the earth swirled about in the distance I could see the thunder clouds gathering quickly closing in on our little valley, as the sky grew dark the winds turned bitter cold soon I couldn’t even feel my hand, numb and freezing we all look at our boss saying its time! As we left my thoughts went back across the sea into the heart of the jungle. I was spending my Sunday morning by a campfire, the embers from the night before lay smoldering. The heat of the day beginning to set in the early waking hours I found myself caught up in the great truths of God’s Word how hungry my soul was to be fed. Tears found their mark as Allistair Begg finished his sermon on Prayer. One of the great novelties of the 21st century being able to download podcast taking the vast riches of truth wherever one travels. I was thanking the Lord for his many provisions and answering prayers from the previous week. I saw His hand at work not just in my own life yet in everything and everyone around me! Day one, the anesthesia Machine went down making it difficult to run more than one operating table, between Francis and Brian they were able to fix it using one of our rubber gloves elastics as a gasket. Soon the recovery room was full of patients, and still there was much to do. Our team was incredible, one of the largest groups from North America, it had been six years since serving with a team this big from Canada and my country, we were all so different yet God used that to unite us. I had wondered why on earth God had made it so clear that I was to go on this trip, once I met everyone on the team slowly the layers began to peel back and God was teaching me so many things in my heart. Like for example having faith while things look impossible humanly speaking, there is nothing God cannot handle. The whole trip to Bolivia seemed to far out of reach financially, yet even when I wasn’t fully trusting God stepped in and humbled me by provided yet again how many times does it take till I rely completely on God’s providence. I can only think on the words of Robert E. Lee, “My trust is in the mercy and wisdom of a kind Providence, who ordereth all things for our good. ” It would appear he spent a great deal of time in Romans 8 to come to this conclusion. Trust when gained should remain yet there I go about doubting like a foolish individual. Faith is imputed a gift God bestows, to grow in it is a choice we each must make.