“You are the salt of the earth, but if salt has lost its taste, how shall its saltiness be restored? It is no longer good for anything except to be thrown out and trampled under people’s feet.
You are the light of the world. A city set on a hill cannot be hidden.Nor do people light a lamp and put it under a basket, but on a stand, and it gives light to all in the house.In the same way, let your light shine before others, so that they may see your good works and give glory to your Father who is in heaven.”
Since we have been here in Guatemala we have seen constant examples of Matthew 5:13-16 being lived out. We have been witness to our ministry partner, Hope for Guatemala, producing salt in a place that needs preservation, and light in a city full of darkness.
Every year, the ministry sees graduation rates exceeding that of the national average. It sees hundreds of children getting nutrition they wouldn’t otherwise have access to, and it sees many families who have been in the pits of abuse and poverty break those cycles and branch out into bigger and better things. One example is a girl who started at the ministry when she was 11 years old and is now a teacher. Not only does she work full time here, she also goes to school full time, and she leads her OWN ministry that specifically serves teenagers and young adults in Zone 18.
The salt and the light that we are seeing each and every day is the inspiration behind our newest fundraiser, a t-shirt sale! Click HERE to order!
All profits from this t-shirt sale will go towards our ongoing fundraising efforts. Please consider making a purchase between now and December 30th to help us on our journey.
Throughout the sale we’ll be offering some incentives! For each shirt purchased, we will enter your name into a drawing. Every Friday we will draw a name to win special prizes. If your name isn’t drawn, we will leave it in the pool for another chance to win! All you have to do is:
Make a purchase.
Send us an e-mail (wilcoxH4G@gmail.com) or make a comment on our Facebook posts to let us know how many you bought. We are not able to see who makes a purchase when the shirts sell.
Tune into our Facebooks every Friday afternoon to see who wins!
Forgive me father for I have sinned, it has been way too long since my last blog post……
But in sincerity, I apologize about how long it has been since you last heard from us. We have been in a very busy transition period over the last three months, but please know that we love you, and appreciate all your support and prayers. Now that we have come into a rhythm we hope to give updates on a more regular basis. Over the next couple weeks we look to publish some posts catching up on stories, victories, and just overall life here in Guatemala City.
Since moving to the city and getting to work at the ministry God has opened up many doors and introduced us to some amazing people with unbelievable hearts and generosity. I have had the honor of meeting and sharing part of my heart that is Hope for Guatemala with many people coming here for their first time, or returning, on short term mission trips. It never gets old to see how over the course of a week this place has a way of capturing hearts.
I have formed relationships with people that I now call family and I am grateful for God’s hand in all of this. I have learned that when you return from a mission trip, God never sends you home whole, but He sends you home full.
I’ve also had the honor of forming and developing relationships with the Guatemalans here in Zone 18. From the kids in the ministry, to the teenagers, to the workers of the ministry and their families, I have met some of the most incredible Jesus-loving, hard-working people.
As I’ve grown closer with the people here, I have started to receive many invitations to important events. Over the past few months, I have had the awesome opportunity to be invited to four graduations and one Quinceanera. One of these graduations and the Quinceanera was for a girl that is very special to the heart of our family: Esmerelda. I first met Esmerelda in 2013 when she was 11 years old.
She is the oldest of four children, with two sisters and a brother. She spent most of her days taking care of her youngest sister Dulce who totally won over my heart on that first trip in 2013. Through my relationship with Dulce I found myself able to serve Esmeralda by taking some of the pressure off of here during those weeks that I was here. It was during these weeks that I got to see her go from caretaker to child as she was able to run around, play, and giggle with her friends. Today I watch her and she still has a caretaker instinct. Dulce is now old enough to take care of herself, but you often see younger kids under her watch. She has an amazing gift to love on the younger kids in the ministry.
I was first invited to Esmerelda’s graduation from what we would call middle school. I was honored and excited to go to her school and it meant a lot to me…little did I know the impact this step would have on her.
I stepped out of my comfort zone into her school with my limited Spanish vocabulary, feeling as if stepping out of my comfort zone was an important to step into this girl’s world. I went and everything went great. I was able to see her dressed up and tell her how proud I was of her and how much she and her family meant to our family.
The following week was her Quinceanera and I was once again invited to attend. A quinceanera is a celebration of a girl’s fifteenth birthday celebrated in most Latin American cultures. This celebration is a special coming-of-age party that is meant to mark the transition from childhood to womanhood. In Guatemala, typically the celebration lasts most of the day and includes a religious ceremony, dancing, food, and a special moment where the birthday girl’s flat shoes are removed and high-heels are placed on her feet. After the 15th birthday are when girls begin to wear make-up and dress in more adult style clothing.
The party was in her neighborhood in the late afternoon/evening. I won’t lie I was a little nervous about spending so much time in this location because of what I know about that area. But God provided a peace about it and I felt him tell me that I needed to attend.
He reminded me that what we as Americans often see as dark and dangerous, to these kids it is simply home.
So….I went. It was an amazing event! She looked absolutely beautiful in her dress and it was cool to see so many of the other kids from the ministry, in their neighborhood. I think they were excited that I was willing to come right there with them!
I noticed the absence of her father, and through a little hesitation and the help of a little peer pressure I took the first dance with her. There in the streets where she lives we danced and again I was able to tell her how proud I was of her!
After the ceremony we were served an amazing typical Guatemalan dish called Pepian that is often reserved for special occasions because of the cost of the ingredients and the preparation it takes!
The hospitality that was extended to me was incredible. There is just something special about the people of Guatemala and the way that they love so unconditionally. It was such an incredible night being with these people and getting to know them a little bit more.
It wasn’t until the following week that I realized what these events meant to this little 15 year old girl. One day at the ministry, Esmerelda’s mom approached my wife, Becca, and thanked us for being here in Guatemala and for the love that we give their family. Becca thanked her, but then the mom went on to explain that Esmeralda’s dad does not claim her as his own and explained that is why he was absent at these two big events in her life. She said that Esmeralda spent the weeks leading up to these events heartbroken and even extremely angry that she would not have a father attend some of the most important events in her life. The mom prayed with Esmeralda that God would provide for her and was able to give her comfort heading into the graduation and birthday.
Then, she explained to Becca that when I showed up, I stepped into that role as a father to Esmerelda for those occasions. She said that God provided the answer to their prayers through me. Through ME.
Of course, Becca cried telling me this story, and instantly my heart melted as I realized that God was able to use me to fill such a void she had felt. He used me to fill a void that I myself had felt for a great portion of my life. I am grateful that I have a stepfather who came into my life and filled that void to be the father he didn’t have to be. I am also grateful that I found a perfect father in God and that I know that He has always been there, even when I was totally lost!
It was such a humbling experience, one that I will never forget, for God to use me to be present for these events and play the role that I was able to play just by stepping out of my comfort zone and accepting an invitation. I know that God sent us here to come alongside a ministry that is dedicated to ending cycles of poverty, abuse, and fatherlessness. I’m grateful that He chose me, someone who has experience these same cycles and voids, to come and help break them. I can’t wait to see what else He has in store for my family in our time here. Thank you again for your support and prayers, we could not be on this journey without you!
It’s been a while since our last post, and certainly a lot has happened. I hope that you all are following us on Facebook to get pictures and stories every week. This has been an especially rough couple of months for us as I am currently in a cast. I’ll delve more into that later.
Today I feel I can speak freely of some struggles I’ve had since we moved into the city in August. If you had asked me a couple of months ago, I may not have admitted it, but many times in this journey I’ve found myself questioning my purpose here.
Brad spends every day at the ministry serving, teaching, loving, and helping. He’s made huge strides in relationship development and taken a lot of tasks off of the director of the ministry. He has been invited to the homes of families in the ministry, a Quinceañera, and several graduations. I’ve had a mom from the ministry approach me, hug me, and say that Brad is like a father to her daughter because her own father denies her. The teenage boys ask to attend his sports workshops early because they love what he’s doing and spending time with him. I could go on and on about Brad’s work in ministry. His impact is clearly visible.
Sometimes I struggle to see my impact as much. It may sound like I’m comparing myself, and to be honest, in the past few months I have. I’ve even had moments of jealousy that Brad is so active in ministry and I’m at home homeschooling, or in recovery with my foot. It’s been a difficult transition going from my life in Georgia to the opposite lifestyle here… from working to being a stay-at-home homeschooling mom. From seeing family and friends often to barely being able to communicate with the people around me. None of these changes are bad, they just take some adjustment.
As I was struggling in the beginning of this season of questioning my purpose and asking God to give me more opportunities to serve, I fell and broke my foot. I played soccer my entire childhood and many times since then and I’ve had several injuries requiring benching or physical therapy, but nothing like 2 months in a cast.
The first 2 weeks I couldn’t do anything. I crutched from the couch to the bathroom to the bed and back to the couch. I had to have help to get into the shower, put a sock on my “good” foot, and struggled to stand to brush my teeth. I couldn’t cook, pick Baylee up, or leave my house. Talk about feeling useless! I felt and still sometimes feel like a burden to my family. I have to ask for help carrying anything and it is very difficult and dangerous to navigate the stairs, so Brad has to bring anything I need from my bedroom down into the guest bedroom. In the first month I was so uncomfortable I spent hours upon hours on the couch, reading, watching TV, or playing angry birds on my phone. I had several nights of pain, unable to sleep. It was in these times of forced stillness I got really real with God.
What am I doing here?
Why did you send me here just to “bench me from the game”?
Where are the breakthroughs?
Where is the joy?
I am in pain. I am lonely. I am tired. I am defeated.
Through these times, I felt the comfort of God’s spirit gently asking me to be patient and I adopted the mantra of one day at a time. Instead of thinking, 6 weeks in a cast (or as of today, less than a week!) I only think about today. I’ve finally accepted my fate and I can laugh at myself for bumping into things. The kids and I hop around on my crutches and do silly dance moves on one foot. Bryce even knick-named my cast “Jerry” and we blame all kinds of things on Jerry’s presence.
All of this time staying put has really helped me to process my own place in this journey, so in the end, I can now finally grip some often difficult to accept truths that God has been teaching me.
The first is this:
God never promises to fully reveal His plan or your part in it. He only promises that He has a GOOD plan and it’s for your good and His glory.
Throughout our journey I often think of God’s call of Abraham in Genesis 12:1-4:
He tells Abraham to GO to the land He will show him. Now if I’m Abraham, I’m asking tons of questions.
What land? Are there clearly marked road signs, written in English?
Does WhatsApp or Google Maps work there?
Should I pack my winter coat or just a light jacket?
But then verse 4 happens… “So Abram went as the Lord had told him.”
God says GO to the place I will show you and I will bless your life and every life after you through you. He never says how and what the journey will look like. Sometimes I wonder if Abraham would have actually gone if God showed him all the nitty gritty details. Would I have come to Guatemala if God showed me the hard parts?
Through this time God has been reminding me that WHO I am has nothing to do with a title, a career position, or the work I do. I am His and I am loved no matter “how much I get done” or what my purpose is. My position is “daughter of God” and there is no need to compare myself or feel somehow “less than” or “out performed” by others in ministry. All He asks of me is that I GO and He will take care of the rest.
The second is:
Life is not a series of to-do list boxes to check. There is much kingdom work to do, but it’s up to me to dig in, reach out, and find opportunities to engage and serve.
I realize that I have often acted out of my fear of failure or fear of discomfort rather than the power that the Holy Spirit provides (Acts 1:8). I guess I mistook my level of comfort in the United States for a feeling of fulfillment. Not to say I wasn’t doing good things for God’s Kingdom. I was. But in coming here, somehow I expected “ministry” to fall in my lap in some sort of to-do list with boxes that I could check off as I accomplished them. I think I have sort of lived my life like that.
Fulfilling job. Check.
Good friendships. Check.
Health. Check… ish.
But life doesn’t work that way, especially when you decide to follow Jesus. Things happen that aren’t on your original list. Things like moving to another country, or falling and breaking your foot. Who would ever put Jerry the cast on their to-do list? Exactly…no one. So what do we do when there are surprises? Or when we thought things were supposed to look one way and they look so very different?
The third lesson God has been teaching me:
Adapt and Overcome.
Ok so this phrase coined by the United States Marine Corps may not be nearly as inspirational or spiritual, but it reminds me of the deep truth of Romans 8:37.
Now THERE’S some inspiration. In Christ, we are MORE than conquerors. We can rise above the things that come at us. We can accept the fate of Jerry (or whatever other fall we have), we can adapt, and we can be thankful for the lessons God offers and the peace that comes along with those.
Ok, so I’m in a country where I barely know the language… what can I do?
I can myself out there and dive into conversation with anyone I meet so I can practice! Adapt and overcome.
When I’m not able to teach a Bible class or start a small group… what can I do to disciple the young women of the ministry?
I can take them shoe shopping and out to ice cream. (More on that later)
I can invite them to my home.
I can teach them English classes where we can laugh at each other and be silly.
Adapt and overcome.
For as many times as I’ve questioned my purpose because ministry doesn’t look like it did in the United States, I’ve been able to open my eyes to the opportunities I HAVE stepped into…
Opportunities like working alongside the administrators of the ministry to institute a new attendance record process and sponsorship program process.
Opportunities like serving at a Gala for the young women of the ministry, at which I got to tell them how beautiful they were and that they are all princesses – daughters of a King!
I no longer question what my purpose is. I know God has a plan and He is working everything for good (Romans 8:28). I know that He has commissioned me and my family to come and make disciples in this nation (Matthew 28:18-20). It might get messy, it’s certainly uncomfortable at times but there is no better place than being at the center of God’s will.
Thank you for the calls, messages sent, and prayers for my foot. Please continue praying for accurate and correct healing. But above all please pray that God will continue working through our family here in Guatemala. Thank you for your support. God has grown us in ways we never imagined and we’re praying to see a generational impact in the ministry. We love you all!
If you have been following us on social media, you’ve seen the past month has been very busy – finishing school, preparing to move, and truly settling in to life in another country. Over this time period, our son Bryce has been working on his very own blog post! Check it out here:
I have been here in Guatemala for two months. I have done so many different things that I would never be able to do in the United States. For example, how many people can say, “I rode a horse up a volcano and roasted marshmallows on it”? Not many.
Those who have been on mission trips may have heard of a goat named Wally. I got to see him on the property. He had a really big beard. There’s a lot of cool things at City of Hope!
The day before I left the United States I thought I would be alone. So I prayed about it and in less than five minutes after I left the airport I had made a friend (Daniel). I was also worried that I wouldn’t know any thing here. But soon after I got here I went to McDonalds! And then I got to go to Walmart!
Last week was my last week of Spanish school. I went to school for 4 hours each day, Monday through Friday, but when trips come from Stonecreek I went 5 hours a day Monday through Thursday.
One day in my last week of school I heard a cat meowing. Me, my mom, and my baby sister Baylee went on a walk and when we got back it was still meowing. I called it and it came up to me. It was a little baby kitten!🐱 I got it some milk for it. It wouldn’t leave the house so we took it to the vet and it was less than one pound! AND MY MOM SAID I COULD KEEP IT!!! She is so cute and her name is Sarita 😻!
Staying in Guatemala is so much fun! Last weekend I moved to Guatemala City. I live right next to Jose’s family! Some people from Stonecreek mission trips got to see my new house. Please be praying for us and our move! We can not wait to start sharing the gospel with the kids at City of Hope.
Everybody here is so nice I hope I can learn to be more like them.
We are told in 1 Peter 5:8-9 “be self-controlled and alert. Your enemy the devil prowls around like a roaring lion looking for someone to devour. Resist him, standing firm in the faith.” This verse has definitely been in play during our first three weeks here in Guatemala. We were prepared for and knew attacks from our enemy would come as attacks come anytime you step out in faith to do what God asks of you.
The attacks started before we left. Early on in our journey, we had a deal in place with a homeowner that he would rent us his house if it had not sold by May 27th. As the time got closer and the house had been on the market for months with very little interest, we thought for sure this was our house. We even called it our home, and planned on moving into it in July. We considered this house perfect as it was fully furnished (saving time and money) and the rent was below our original budget plans. Then on May 26th, one week before we were scheduled to depart to Guatemala we received an email that the owner had accepted an offer on the house and we would not be able to rent it from him. We were disappointed and surprised, but we stayed positive and trusted that God had a different plan for us. We agreed that if we were stepping out in faith to follow God’s calling then surely he wouldn’t leave us homeless.
So, we flew here having a place for school but unsure of our home for the year plus after. His perfect timing met our moment of uncertainty during our first few days while in Guatemala. While staying at Jose’s house the 4 days before language school started, we received news that the owner of the house directly next to his would be available to us – within our budget! This was incredible news and came at the perfect time. We love the home, the neighborhood, and we couldn’t ask for better neighbors! The only downside is this house needs to be fully furnished including appliances like a stove, refrigerator, washer and dryer. This was not a part of the original plan, so we’re praying (and asking) for our support team and new financial partners to help us furnish the house. This prayer has started to be answered as we had a friend purchase an entire suitcase full of kitchen utensils for us today! God is answering prayers as we speak them.
We started language school the Monday after we arrived in Guatemala and we just ended our third week today. It is truly one of the most difficult things I have done. As an introvert I am not a big fan of using a lot of words to begin with, and now I find myself speaking not only for hours a day, but in a new language no less. There are days that my jaw muscles hurt from using them to pronounce words in ways that we do not do in the English language. Beyond the difficulty of learning a new language, during these past three weeks in school, the enemy has been attacking us through our car.
The first Friday we were in school I returned home from my morning class and when Becca left the car died twice before she even left the neighborhood. We had not yet secured phone service, and we didn’t want to risk the car dying on the way into Antigua (literally driving down a mountain) so we decided for her to just stay home. The car worked fine all weekend and we even drove back into the city (about an hour drive) to get our new Guatemalan phone lines. That following Monday I drove to school and everything was fine, but when I left school to head home the car died in the middle of an intersection in Antigua. My initial response was to panic, but even in the midst of that, I had this overwhelming sense of peace and belief that everything would be fine. I called Jose and he mentioned the fuel pump is new and to check the fuel pump fuse. Knowing about as much about car engines as I do about performing surgeries from watching Grey’s Anatomy, I find the fuel pump fuse with the help of the users manual. Sure enough the fuse is fried and I replace it with the horn fuse and get the car started, feeling pretty accomplished!
However, as soon as it started to run, the fuse burned out again. During this time nobody honked or stopped to yell at me for blocking traffic, like they would in the States. After what seemed like forever, three Guatemalan gentleman came over to help and from my one week of school I was able to manage a broken conversation with these guys, who were eager to help! One of the guys pulled a cord from his car and, striped out a thin piece of copper from it and proceeded to fix my fuse by wrapping the copper wire around both fuse ends and plugging in back in. It works!!!!! I decided to trust the Guatemalan engineering that was performed on the car so I dropped Becca off at school and then went to purchase the fuses I needed at a service station in Antigua. I felt pretty confident the issue was over until the next Friday…
Bryce and I were on our way to school and as I was driving down the mountain, the car died, mid curve. I was able to coast to a safe spot and pulled over. Jose was out of town with the interns but he was there for me in this time of need and was more then willing to do everything he could to help. He called some back up and it arrived in the form of a truck with a dolly driven by my friend Hector and some of the teenagers from City of Hope – Dennis, Alex, and Axel. We were able to get the car on the dolly to have it towed to the mechanic and we were on our way. We reached the bottom of the mountain, and we began to make a U-turn to head back towards the city. As we were turning, the car shifted off the dolly and went up on the wheel leaving us stuck blocking both lanes coming out of Antigua. After help from four police officers and numerous objects to help jack up the car we were able to get the car of the middle of the road to await a tow truck.
Axel, Dennis, and Alex
While we were waiting Bryce had the amazing idea to pull out a Mike Wazowski (Monster’s Inc) hacky-sack that we had purchased at the market. We played hacky-sack soccer for hours on the side of the mountain road in Antigua, with the only injury belonging to poor hacky-sack Mike who suffered an arm amputation and severe bruises. We laughed and played and truly enjoyed each other’s company. After 6 hours roadside, the car was finally picked up, and we were blessed to find out the next day that the problem was a small, easy fix. After this adventure I am excited to say that this week we have been problem free with the car and everything appears to be running as usual.
Through all of these events we could have easily defaulted to anger, fear, and frustration. However, we chose to trust God’s plan and remembered that “The lord is faithful, and he will strengthen me and protect me from the evil one” (Thess. 3:3). We know what the enemy meant for evil, God can use for good and we have seen several cases of this in only a few short weeks. In circumstances where anyone’s natural instinct may have been to be angry and defeated, we trusted the Lord and He allowed us to see kindness, generosity and patient servitude from the people of Guatemala. When the enemy wanted me to feel angry, broken, and alone, God used Bryce to pull out a simple hacky-sack to bring me joy in community. We have definitely been under attack the past couple of weeks but we are prepared for this and we have our armor on. We can feel the support of our friends and family who are praying for us daily. Please continue to pray for us! God does not promise that weapons will not be formed, but He promises that they will not prosper!
What an incredible mission statement for our family as we completed our first week of this amazing journey we have been called to be apart of. There has been so much to take in this week for our entire family as we adjust to living in a new culture, eating new food, driving on new roads, and learning a new language!
Arriving last Thursday, we started our new life here in great company – spending the weekend with the Armas family and the participants of the Intern Abroad Program. When we arrived at City of Hope, we were welcomed with hand made posters, cheers, and hugs. It was truly remarkable and humbling to know that the children were preparing for us in a way that made our entire family feel special.
We spent that Thursday and Friday introducing our own children to a place that had captured so much of our hearts. It brought us great joy to see our kids fall in love with the children of the ministry and play all day with kids that speak a different language than them. Bryce found an instant connection with Jose’s son Daniel as they bonded over their love of books, video games, and sports. He even joined in on Daniel’s basketball practice and had a blast!
On Saturday we experienced Guatemala first hand when we got lost. Yes, LOST in Guatemala City. They say that’s the best way to learn how to get around, so maybe we just did it on purpose… Here’s the story: That morning, Erin Armas took Becca to the Walmart (yes, they have Walmart here) and Becca learned how to get home from there. The only problem was when we ventured out, we decided to drive past the Walmart and go to the mall instead. It was a lot of fun – a carousel ride, a great dinner, window shopping and people watching. However, when we turned out of the parking lot of the mall (after spending 30 minutes trying to figure out how to pay for parking) we couldn’t find the Walmart! We pulled into parking lot after parking lot asking “Donde esta El Walmart??” We got a lot of directions and even more funny looks. What an adventure!
On Sunday we moved into the house in San Lucas that we will be staying in for our time in language school. We spent some time learning the area and how to drive around Antigua.
We parked and roamed the city with the Interns and a group from a partner church of Hope for Guatemala. We made a couple of important connections with the people of Antigua. More about those in a future blog post…
On Monday we started school. Our school is amazing and the teachers are wonderful, but man, it is hard work!! Each day we sit one-one-one with our individual maestras (teachers) for 4 hours then have about an hour of homework each night. Brad and Bryce go to school together in the morning, and Becca in the afternoon. On Monday, Becca and Baylee explored the beautiful city of Antigua the whole morning discovering fountain after fountain (Baylee’s favorite!) and meeting new friends.
On Tuesday, Brad and Bryce got to witness the massive Volcan de Fuego pouring out smoke, Wednesday there was a 5.1 magnitude earthquake, and Thursday Brad ventured out with the kids while Becca was at school. They explored the market of San Lucas, picking up some of our favorite local fresh fruits and veggies – guisquil, lychees, and more! On Friday, we had a much needed family night with delicious Chinese food (yes, they have THAT here too!) and a movie.
Yesterday, we had breakfast at one of our favorites – San Martin. Picture this – IHOP, but better. And breakfast INCLUDES coffee, orange juice, and PAN (bread)! Oh and they have a whole play area with an indoor playground similar to Catch Air. Baylee and Bryce shared in the international language of play with several other kids on the playground. Bryce even had a moment of courage and used some Spanish when talking with a kid on the slide!
After breakfast, we once again went in search of the local Walmart, about 20 minutes from San Lucas. Unlike our Walmart adventure last weekend, this time we found it and our way home with ease! Side note – at Walmarts in Guatemala, they have promoters selling certain products and giving out free samples on every aisle. Sometimes 2-3 samples – cheese, hot dogs, cereal, oranges. There was even someone who let us smell fabric softener and deodorant! We enjoyed this experience and Bryce took full advantage. He had a full stomach by the time we left!
We’re learning to navigate our new area, appreciate our new culture, and falling even more in love with the people of Guatemala! Thank you again to our support team that is making this journey possible. We are enjoying being stretched out of our comfort zone and making connections with the hospitable people of Guatemala! We are excited to see what all God has in store over the next season!
In April, we finished up our t-shirt sale fundraiser, and ended up selling 60 t-shirts! It was really neat to see people wearing their “Hope” t-shirts to church and tagging #ShowYourHope on social media.
Last weekend, the Corn Hole tournament was a huge success! We had 21 teams show up to play, and almost 30 more people just come to hang out. We gave away 12 awesome raffle prizes, including Braves tickets, Georgia Aquarium tickets, and lots of great gift cards all thanks to friends who donated these items. The rain (and wind, and hail!) made for an interesting afternoon, but everyone kept a great sense of humor and we had a lot of fun! Congrats to our winners – “The Team” and “Shuck Dynasty”! Thanks to everyone who played, donated items and food, and who gave financially. Also, a special thanks to Jose Armas, the director of Hope for Guatemala, who flew here to support us in this event! God has lavished blessings on us and given us a wonderful support team, and we are so grateful. We’re close to our fundraising goal, so please join us in praying that we finish strong over the next 26 days!