<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4588058730966248892</id><updated>2011-04-21T18:15:15.999-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Home Chapter</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rachelanman.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4588058730966248892/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rachelanman.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Rachel Lanman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09680831927052542508</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tn2QgHFNR5c/SWwT28zGVcI/AAAAAAAAADY/0s7UxZWCT7s/S220/DSCN0019.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>60</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4588058730966248892.post-8370069016905091639</id><published>2008-11-30T15:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-30T15:11:45.824-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Thanksgiving time</title><content type='html'>Our family just got back from my Grandma's memorial service. It was a good family experience, we shared Thanksgiving dinner together and remembered my Grandma together. I am sure most people think along these lines on occasions like these, but my sister and I both have been thinking about what a wonderful person grandma was, and it makes us wonder how are we investing our lives. It is a good, thought provoking question.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tn2QgHFNR5c/STMdQ9F2zEI/AAAAAAAAADA/fo26tNaAbzk/s1600-h/DSCN0002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tn2QgHFNR5c/STMdQ9F2zEI/AAAAAAAAADA/fo26tNaAbzk/s200/DSCN0002.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274591765695220802" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;While we were in western Oklahoma, we also visited the old farm, and.... cut down our Christmas tree! We used to have the tradition of cutting our own tree when we lived in Wyoming, but it's been years since we've done that. But this year, we ransacked Walmart for a saw. Then we cut this fragrant cedar tree and tied it on the jeep. It's always more fun to have a tree that has some history like this one.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tn2QgHFNR5c/STMdcxGw53I/AAAAAAAAADI/s6adpCbfoos/s1600-h/DSCN0004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tn2QgHFNR5c/STMdcxGw53I/AAAAAAAAADI/s6adpCbfoos/s200/DSCN0004.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274591968636233586" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now it really feels like we're in the Christmas season! I love it!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4588058730966248892-8370069016905091639?l=rachelanman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rachelanman.blogspot.com/feeds/8370069016905091639/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4588058730966248892&amp;postID=8370069016905091639' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4588058730966248892/posts/default/8370069016905091639'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4588058730966248892/posts/default/8370069016905091639'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rachelanman.blogspot.com/2008/11/thanksgiving-time.html' title='Thanksgiving time'/><author><name>Rachel Lanman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09680831927052542508</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tn2QgHFNR5c/SWwT28zGVcI/AAAAAAAAADY/0s7UxZWCT7s/S220/DSCN0019.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tn2QgHFNR5c/STMdQ9F2zEI/AAAAAAAAADA/fo26tNaAbzk/s72-c/DSCN0002.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4588058730966248892.post-4061139415341275102</id><published>2008-11-25T19:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-25T19:16:59.600-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Rachellium</title><content type='html'>My Christmas present from my sister last year was this amazing game called Rachellium. She invented it, made all of the pieces out of bottle caps and paper clips, and wrote all of the cards: humming, acting, drawing, and imitating the sound. But I've rarely gotten to play this marvelous game because I am rarely home. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, for the holidays and my Grandma's memorial service, we have my aunts and cousin in town. So tonight we played. It was great fun, lots of laughs, and louder yelling than is ever allowed in the house. I don't think I realized how important it is to have a place where you can "let your hair down" so to speak. The place to let it all out, the place to be silly without it being embarrassing. But it is important to laugh, to feel free, to run around the living room acting like a skunk, to try and make the sound duct tape makes. I'm just so glad to be laughing again. Now it feels like I'm really home.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4588058730966248892-4061139415341275102?l=rachelanman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rachelanman.blogspot.com/feeds/4061139415341275102/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4588058730966248892&amp;postID=4061139415341275102' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4588058730966248892/posts/default/4061139415341275102'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4588058730966248892/posts/default/4061139415341275102'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rachelanman.blogspot.com/2008/11/rachellium.html' title='Rachellium'/><author><name>Rachel Lanman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09680831927052542508</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tn2QgHFNR5c/SWwT28zGVcI/AAAAAAAAADY/0s7UxZWCT7s/S220/DSCN0019.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4588058730966248892.post-6401047114154029420</id><published>2008-11-13T17:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T17:21:09.103-08:00</updated><title type='text'>At Home</title><content type='html'>Thank you to everyone who has been praying for me these last days and weeks. And now I am happily at home enjoying warm showers and home cooking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was such a difficult decision to leave Colombia, but I believe the right one. Our ministry, and my life, got to a point where it wasn't sustainable. The lifestyle just consumes; and I left depleted emotionally, physically, financially. When I could see that nothing was going to be made better by staying longer, for me or the ministry, I decided it was time to go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am home indefinitely, to get redirection, to hear from God, and to just live life. A major thing lacking in my Colombian life was not having relationships with people outside of our YWAM base. So, for now I hope to continue studying and learning, but at the same time develop relationship and friendships. It's a new phase in life. Changes such as these always come with a bit of pain, but also some excitement to see what things this adventure will bring.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4588058730966248892-6401047114154029420?l=rachelanman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rachelanman.blogspot.com/feeds/6401047114154029420/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4588058730966248892&amp;postID=6401047114154029420' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4588058730966248892/posts/default/6401047114154029420'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4588058730966248892/posts/default/6401047114154029420'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rachelanman.blogspot.com/2008/11/at-home.html' title='At Home'/><author><name>Rachel Lanman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09680831927052542508</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tn2QgHFNR5c/SWwT28zGVcI/AAAAAAAAADY/0s7UxZWCT7s/S220/DSCN0019.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4588058730966248892.post-7115911813120568063</id><published>2008-11-05T09:00:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-05T09:01:57.496-08:00</updated><title type='text'>In Need of Prayer</title><content type='html'>I have some huge decisions to make and am feeling the pressure. Please pray for guidance. With much love,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rachel&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4588058730966248892-7115911813120568063?l=rachelanman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rachelanman.blogspot.com/feeds/7115911813120568063/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4588058730966248892&amp;postID=7115911813120568063' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4588058730966248892/posts/default/7115911813120568063'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4588058730966248892/posts/default/7115911813120568063'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rachelanman.blogspot.com/2008/11/in-need-of-prayer.html' title='In Need of Prayer'/><author><name>Rachel Lanman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09680831927052542508</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tn2QgHFNR5c/SWwT28zGVcI/AAAAAAAAADY/0s7UxZWCT7s/S220/DSCN0019.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4588058730966248892.post-6763946345468608371</id><published>2008-10-26T22:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-27T13:11:06.342-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Homecoming</title><content type='html'>I've got about 46 days and 08 hours until I arrive in the states once again. I have this widget on my computer that is counting down. Every year I start listening to Christmas music earlier in anticipation of being at home. Those old Amy Grant songs hold memories of so many tree decoratings and fudge tastings. The melody takes me straight to those times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I'm at a loss to tell you where my home really is. Driving into Medellin always feels like coming home. But being with my family, that feels like home too. I value &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;home&lt;/span&gt; so much that it's a crisis to not have a straight answer when people ask "Where do you call home?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But then another song, not about Christmas, comes to mind. Steven says "Keep on looking ahead. Let your heart not forget: we are not home yet." The crisis isn't that I don't have a home, it's that I'm looking for a place to call home in the wrong place. We have a home that's coming, and let's not get too comfy until then. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Note to self: In the mean time what do I do? Answer: love God and cut out anything that's getting in the way of that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Us girls are having a blast living together. Really, I think this is the best roommate situation I've ever been in. We enjoy each other and talk about everything. We laugh and cry together, and thankful we laugh more than we cry. And we are making plans as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mayer is looking for a place for her and the two girls to live. The babies' grandma will take care of the girls and Mayer through the last month of pregnancy and the first months afterwards. It's exciting to see here planning for her future, but also please pray that all of this works out. And that she continues with minimal complications.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4588058730966248892-6763946345468608371?l=rachelanman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rachelanman.blogspot.com/feeds/6763946345468608371/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4588058730966248892&amp;postID=6763946345468608371' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4588058730966248892/posts/default/6763946345468608371'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4588058730966248892/posts/default/6763946345468608371'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rachelanman.blogspot.com/2008/10/homecoming.html' title='Homecoming'/><author><name>Rachel Lanman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09680831927052542508</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tn2QgHFNR5c/SWwT28zGVcI/AAAAAAAAADY/0s7UxZWCT7s/S220/DSCN0019.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4588058730966248892.post-9135201511075244459</id><published>2008-10-26T22:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-26T22:46:35.741-07:00</updated><title type='text'>That was quick</title><content type='html'>... yes, it was. I am now single... again. After spending more time together Hector and I realized we were not there for each other the way we had imagined. Without some significant changes, this is not the kind of married relationship we would want. So we are leaving that phase of our life behind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These are a lot of changes for me right now in almost every area of my life. I'm really learning that "in our weakness he is strong." &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;God, when our vision gets fuzzy and the path isn't clear, remind us of your love and care, and guide us back to the path. Amen&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4588058730966248892-9135201511075244459?l=rachelanman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rachelanman.blogspot.com/feeds/9135201511075244459/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4588058730966248892&amp;postID=9135201511075244459' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4588058730966248892/posts/default/9135201511075244459'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4588058730966248892/posts/default/9135201511075244459'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rachelanman.blogspot.com/2008/10/that-was-quick.html' title='That was quick'/><author><name>Rachel Lanman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09680831927052542508</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tn2QgHFNR5c/SWwT28zGVcI/AAAAAAAAADY/0s7UxZWCT7s/S220/DSCN0019.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4588058730966248892.post-6290827065495225218</id><published>2008-10-18T15:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-18T15:08:20.176-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Reflection</title><content type='html'>Oswald Chambers writes:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;The key to the missionary's work is the authority of Jesus Christ, not the needs of the lost&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's comforting and puts me in my place at the same time. I like to meet needs. But whenever life seems to be getting more difficult, more complicated than before, it's probably because I have that wrong. It's probably because I'm responding to needs and not looking solely towards the authority of Jesus Christ. Because it's life: it's always complicated and there are always difficult situations. That doesn't change much. But God's authority is over us in whatever circumstance, and that never changes either. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. I highly recommend that everyone read "My Utmost for His Highest" by Oswald Chambers&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4588058730966248892-6290827065495225218?l=rachelanman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rachelanman.blogspot.com/feeds/6290827065495225218/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4588058730966248892&amp;postID=6290827065495225218' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4588058730966248892/posts/default/6290827065495225218'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4588058730966248892/posts/default/6290827065495225218'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rachelanman.blogspot.com/2008/10/reflection.html' title='Reflection'/><author><name>Rachel Lanman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09680831927052542508</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tn2QgHFNR5c/SWwT28zGVcI/AAAAAAAAADY/0s7UxZWCT7s/S220/DSCN0019.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4588058730966248892.post-7369862359888161999</id><published>2008-10-17T19:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-17T20:01:53.065-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Home again</title><content type='html'>Mayer came home from the hospital today. She is doing much better, but now we have to be very careful with diet and exercise. We're trying to get into some kind of routine. While she was in the hospital we prayed every night before I left, but now we'll try to continue doing devotions every night before bed along with Lorena. The biggest thing for her is emotional support. Two doctors mentioned to me that many of the complications are brought on my emotional stress and instability.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are so glad to have her back at home and doing well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I need to add myself to the prayer requests. It has been a heavy week, I think I've almost had my fill of stressful situations where something needs to be done, but I'm not sure what. Thank goodness we have a big and attentive God. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blessings to everyone in the states. Enjoy the fall weather and football season extra for me!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4588058730966248892-7369862359888161999?l=rachelanman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rachelanman.blogspot.com/feeds/7369862359888161999/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4588058730966248892&amp;postID=7369862359888161999' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4588058730966248892/posts/default/7369862359888161999'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4588058730966248892/posts/default/7369862359888161999'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rachelanman.blogspot.com/2008/10/home-again.html' title='Home again'/><author><name>Rachel Lanman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09680831927052542508</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tn2QgHFNR5c/SWwT28zGVcI/AAAAAAAAADY/0s7UxZWCT7s/S220/DSCN0019.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4588058730966248892.post-4001505561166221523</id><published>2008-10-14T02:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-14T02:15:10.209-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Prayer Request</title><content type='html'>Please continue to keep Mayer in your prayers. Her pregnancy has had complications and she is still only 6 months along. Tonight she had to stay at the hospital because she has been having contractions and spotting and her belly is very small. I did get to hear the baby's heart beat, still good and strong. The baby appears to be alright, it is the mother that has been having health issues, and emotional stress as well. But we are trusting that despite the turmoil, God is taking care of his children and will help her through the pain.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4588058730966248892-4001505561166221523?l=rachelanman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rachelanman.blogspot.com/feeds/4001505561166221523/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4588058730966248892&amp;postID=4001505561166221523' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4588058730966248892/posts/default/4001505561166221523'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4588058730966248892/posts/default/4001505561166221523'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rachelanman.blogspot.com/2008/10/prayer-request.html' title='Prayer Request'/><author><name>Rachel Lanman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09680831927052542508</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tn2QgHFNR5c/SWwT28zGVcI/AAAAAAAAADY/0s7UxZWCT7s/S220/DSCN0019.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4588058730966248892.post-3673875013662447103</id><published>2008-10-09T10:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-09T17:36:44.246-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Continuing</title><content type='html'>Good morning. We are now two weeks into outreach. The teams seem to be doing well, one is in the coast and the other team is in the capital: Bogota. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And as for us girls: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tn2QgHFNR5c/SO5BdEx62pI/AAAAAAAAABw/R9W17GqFX7I/s1600-h/Photo+9.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tn2QgHFNR5c/SO5BdEx62pI/AAAAAAAAABw/R9W17GqFX7I/s200/Photo+9.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5255209782943079058" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lorena (on the left) is living with me so I'm not alone in the house. She is also studying dance in one of the major universities in Medellin. And Mayer (on the right) is our pregnant girl. We're getting along well, it's fun living and keeping house and cooking together. It almost feels like little girls playing house, expect it's for real.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's exciting to have our first girl living with us, but without Cristina being here, we are very limited in what we can offer. We're both great, and well prepared, for counseling sessions. But even though Cristina and I are clear in the goals we want to accomplish when we help girls, but we don't have curriculum or the steps to go about doing it. Conversations and counseling sessions are one thing, but living 24/7 with someone is quite different. Starting something new means there is always more to get ready than I realized! Please keep us in your prayers: Mayer with her pregnancy complications and me with the providing the best support I can.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4588058730966248892-3673875013662447103?l=rachelanman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rachelanman.blogspot.com/feeds/3673875013662447103/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4588058730966248892&amp;postID=3673875013662447103' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4588058730966248892/posts/default/3673875013662447103'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4588058730966248892/posts/default/3673875013662447103'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rachelanman.blogspot.com/2008/10/continuing.html' title='Continuing'/><author><name>Rachel Lanman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09680831927052542508</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tn2QgHFNR5c/SWwT28zGVcI/AAAAAAAAADY/0s7UxZWCT7s/S220/DSCN0019.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tn2QgHFNR5c/SO5BdEx62pI/AAAAAAAAABw/R9W17GqFX7I/s72-c/Photo+9.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4588058730966248892.post-5523483242047419902</id><published>2008-09-29T17:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-30T07:51:12.892-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Big News</title><content type='html'>First of all, I now have a boyfriend! This week Hector and I announced it formally to the base, the university students, and King's Kids. It's been quite the week. We've been friends over a year, but pretty intentional in getting to know each other for a few months. It all started when my dad was here teaching and Hector was doing a lot of the translating...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tn2QgHFNR5c/SOFyyIg_sRI/AAAAAAAAABo/ju8978Y7NWM/s1600-h/DSC05399.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tn2QgHFNR5c/SOFyyIg_sRI/AAAAAAAAABo/ju8978Y7NWM/s200/DSC05399.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251604846095610130" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;So here's the scoop on the boy: he's 26. And, yes, he is Colombian, but his English is better than my Spanish. He's been working some at the base with the DTS and in King's Kids. He's also studying upper-level English so that he can do more translating. We are both pretty outgoing and serving oriented. He has been helping us a bit in Esperanzas de Vida, too. So we are pretty happy doing missions work together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The other big news is that I will have a pregnant girl living with me during outreach. All of the students leave for outreach tonight along with Cristina. So our girl will be moving in with me on Wednesday. She is 22 and has 2-year-old daughter. She is 6 months along and has been having some complications; this week she was spotting quite a bit. Right now all we can really offer is food and a place to live and friendship. We will start having daily devotions together and that sort of thing, but I will really have to learn as I go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's so exciting! But as a ministry this will also require more resources. She is coming here without sheets or a towel or anything really. She will need baby clothes, money for doctor appointments. She is trying to work a little, but part time jobs are very difficult to find and she also has a two-year-old to care for. Cristina and I are looking for anyone who would be interested in sponsoring her through the end of this year. If anyone is interested or would like some more information, please email me: rachelanman@yahoo.com&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's so neat to see how God is working. We have this big house that we had to use for the counseling school; but as soon as there is empty space, along come girls who really need this ministry.  God is so faithful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We just finished making a new ministry movie! We will have the English version out sometime this week so that you can see two of our girls and hear their experiences first hand!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4588058730966248892-5523483242047419902?l=rachelanman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rachelanman.blogspot.com/feeds/5523483242047419902/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4588058730966248892&amp;postID=5523483242047419902' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4588058730966248892/posts/default/5523483242047419902'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4588058730966248892/posts/default/5523483242047419902'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rachelanman.blogspot.com/2008/09/big-news.html' title='Big News'/><author><name>Rachel Lanman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09680831927052542508</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tn2QgHFNR5c/SWwT28zGVcI/AAAAAAAAADY/0s7UxZWCT7s/S220/DSCN0019.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tn2QgHFNR5c/SOFyyIg_sRI/AAAAAAAAABo/ju8978Y7NWM/s72-c/DSC05399.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4588058730966248892.post-1257953588191120051</id><published>2008-09-10T16:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-10T17:18:30.448-07:00</updated><title type='text'>School</title><content type='html'>We are getting close to outreach, we've almost finished the theory part of the school. This week the counseling students are doing their presentations, and today the first two boys went. One is 31 years old and had more experience teaching. He did well, a little short, but well. The next one was our 17-year-old all dressed up in a suit (I tied his tie because he didn't know how to) and he taught us for an hour and a half. It was incredible, I had no idea he was a good teacher. But it was so cute and made me feel so proud to watch my little student up there so confidant and prepared. I wish I could see him on outreach.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will not be going with the students on outreach. The 6 students will go with Cristina to Venezuela, but I will stay in Medellin. I need to start the process to make Esperanzas de Vida a legal non-profit organization, in Colombia and in the states. I also am printing our fliers and making contacts with churches and clinics. We have been wanting to do these things all year and didn't have time to devote to them. But please pray a lot that all of the legal stuff makes sense to me and I can do it well. Also that we have open doors with clinics, family services, churches that could support us, and people to donate more things to get the house livable for women (Livable for missionary teenagers is one thing, but we want a more organized, family-feeling home for young moms). This is our plan for this year. Next year, we dive in to working full time with women.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tn2QgHFNR5c/SMha62ff6SI/AAAAAAAAABQ/JbguWLnx9YY/s1600-h/n791015969_769430_3251.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tn2QgHFNR5c/SMha62ff6SI/AAAAAAAAABQ/JbguWLnx9YY/s320/n791015969_769430_3251.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244541733179484450" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And for our last announcement: the twins arrived on Sunday! They are adorable! Abby and Gaby&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tn2QgHFNR5c/SMhbP7_kWXI/AAAAAAAAABY/IYRWYVX3_6w/s1600-h/n791015969_769539_8224.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tn2QgHFNR5c/SMhbP7_kWXI/AAAAAAAAABY/IYRWYVX3_6w/s200/n791015969_769539_8224.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244542095433423218" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Abby Alejandra is the oldest&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tn2QgHFNR5c/SMhbQMac6jI/AAAAAAAAABg/ET5H7L89KQw/s1600-h/n791015969_769546_5171.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tn2QgHFNR5c/SMhbQMac6jI/AAAAAAAAABg/ET5H7L89KQw/s200/n791015969_769546_5171.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244542099841149490" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And Gabriela the youngest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Missions week photos are coming soon...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4588058730966248892-1257953588191120051?l=rachelanman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rachelanman.blogspot.com/feeds/1257953588191120051/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4588058730966248892&amp;postID=1257953588191120051' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4588058730966248892/posts/default/1257953588191120051'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4588058730966248892/posts/default/1257953588191120051'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rachelanman.blogspot.com/2008/09/school.html' title='School'/><author><name>Rachel Lanman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09680831927052542508</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tn2QgHFNR5c/SWwT28zGVcI/AAAAAAAAADY/0s7UxZWCT7s/S220/DSCN0019.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tn2QgHFNR5c/SMha62ff6SI/AAAAAAAAABQ/JbguWLnx9YY/s72-c/n791015969_769430_3251.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4588058730966248892.post-7049595596981153775</id><published>2008-08-16T16:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-16T16:16:45.996-07:00</updated><title type='text'>cookies</title><content type='html'>I just spent a wonderful and interesting afternoon with the girls from King's Kids. We wanted to have a girls day, so I taught them to make chocolate chip cookies. But it's not very normal to bake here, so none of them have any experience with measuring cups or with ovens.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The funniest moment was when I was telling them the ingredients. I explained it all, but one girl wasn't listening very well. So she really thought we were going to put "soda" (as in soda pop) in chocolate chip cookies. How cute, but thank goodness she wasn't in charge of adding ingredients. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They did turn out pretty yummy though. But within an hour they were all gone. That's what happens when you live with four guys that just got back from playing soccer.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4588058730966248892-7049595596981153775?l=rachelanman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rachelanman.blogspot.com/feeds/7049595596981153775/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4588058730966248892&amp;postID=7049595596981153775' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4588058730966248892/posts/default/7049595596981153775'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4588058730966248892/posts/default/7049595596981153775'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rachelanman.blogspot.com/2008/08/cookies.html' title='cookies'/><author><name>Rachel Lanman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09680831927052542508</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tn2QgHFNR5c/SWwT28zGVcI/AAAAAAAAADY/0s7UxZWCT7s/S220/DSCN0019.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4588058730966248892.post-4949705990573727277</id><published>2008-08-15T07:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-15T07:50:26.075-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Direction</title><content type='html'>This week has been my week of pure accounting. Finally I can see light at the end of the tunnel. But I feel like I am in the middle of a tug-of-war game. Because there are many needs at the base that I would love to help with. But there are many things we need to do this year for Esperanzas de Vida, and there just isn't time for both.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This year we need to make our non-profit legal, contact clinics, print fliers, and get our counseling material ready. All of those things take some time. Right now Cristina and I are in the process of encouraging our director to let me stay in Medellin during the outreach time so I can work (some of that will also require a trip to Bogota). He doesn't really see the need for me to stay...yet. So, a major prayer request for us would be that we can know with assurance how we should be using our time. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is also bringing up a life "crisis" I have. I am often tempted to do good work that I enjoying doing, but it's not actually what I've been called to do. We've got to trust that God knows what he's up to and can provide for the needs in the base as well as our ministerial needs. But in trusting we have also, as YWAMers, got to take the time to really search out what God is desiring for us in this time. When we get to busy sometimes it is really a discipline to be quite and still and listen to God, and yet when we're busy is when we need that time the most. God, we do need your direction!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4588058730966248892-4949705990573727277?l=rachelanman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rachelanman.blogspot.com/feeds/4949705990573727277/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4588058730966248892&amp;postID=4949705990573727277' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4588058730966248892/posts/default/4949705990573727277'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4588058730966248892/posts/default/4949705990573727277'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rachelanman.blogspot.com/2008/08/direction.html' title='Direction'/><author><name>Rachel Lanman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09680831927052542508</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tn2QgHFNR5c/SWwT28zGVcI/AAAAAAAAADY/0s7UxZWCT7s/S220/DSCN0019.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4588058730966248892.post-4169683737140257383</id><published>2008-08-04T12:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T03:41:40.493-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Wedding!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tn2QgHFNR5c/SJdbAup4y0I/AAAAAAAAABI/FhBta8ZUSmc/s1600-h/DSCF4119.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tn2QgHFNR5c/SJdbAup4y0I/AAAAAAAAABI/FhBta8ZUSmc/s320/DSCF4119.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230749560295967554" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday I got to see my first Colombian wedding, and even more exciting was that it was our first pregnant girl getting married. It was a simple wedding in the Catholic church. We will continue counseling the couple in their relationship as spouses and their upcoming responsibility of being parents. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This week we have an American teacher visiting, Dean Harvey, who was actually the founder of the School of the Bible in YWAM. It's very exciting to have him, and because it's special to have him here, both the counseling school and the DTS are in class together. So things are a bit different this week, but very good. The class is about moral government, which is a weighty subject, and excellent for us all to hear and process together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The King's Kids are about to start their last week in China. They have found a couple Christian contacts that have let them do cultural stuff, like teach Colombian dances in a coffee shop. It has opened up doors because people wonder what a bunch of Colombians are doing in China. What a great way to start a conversation. It's hard to tell exactly what's going on because they can't write about anything God related in the emails. I'm excited to hear all of the stories when they get back. Please help us pray that they have an amazing impact in their last week and can make good contacts for their next trip.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4588058730966248892-4169683737140257383?l=rachelanman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rachelanman.blogspot.com/feeds/4169683737140257383/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4588058730966248892&amp;postID=4169683737140257383' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4588058730966248892/posts/default/4169683737140257383'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4588058730966248892/posts/default/4169683737140257383'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rachelanman.blogspot.com/2008/08/wedding.html' title='Wedding!'/><author><name>Rachel Lanman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09680831927052542508</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tn2QgHFNR5c/SWwT28zGVcI/AAAAAAAAADY/0s7UxZWCT7s/S220/DSCN0019.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tn2QgHFNR5c/SJdbAup4y0I/AAAAAAAAABI/FhBta8ZUSmc/s72-c/DSCF4119.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4588058730966248892.post-4978363841155099566</id><published>2008-08-01T05:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-02T20:39:26.082-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Famous for a Day</title><content type='html'>Yesterday I got to spend all day with DNA, the music group from Puerto Rico. It was amazing to get to hang out with them. The concert went very well. They danced and sang great, and the two acoustic songs with the guitar and piano also went well. Afterwards a couple of kids even asked me to sign CDs for them. It was neat to be apart of something quality and I just love to play piano.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I think the best part of being with them was seeing what they are like back stage. They always pray before they start a concert or presentation, and they reflect such hearts for helping young people understand what love really is and making wise decisions. Often before presentations or shows people are running around and stressed (at least in my experience). DNA however, even though we were running around, have a peace about them too. They know they can depend on everyone to do their part and there is calmness in their attitudes. What a privilege to work with people who know what they're doing and do it well, and also people that live what they preach. I will be sad to see them leave tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But the entire experience also motivated me to find more opportunities to use my music. I do love playing, but I also love being around musicians, we just connect. If I wanted to build more relationships with non Christians (which is sometimes difficult when we have such full schedules in the base) I would want to hang out with musicians and tell them about Jesus. The best things in life are what we have to intentionally work for: relationships and music are worth it though.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4588058730966248892-4978363841155099566?l=rachelanman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rachelanman.blogspot.com/feeds/4978363841155099566/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4588058730966248892&amp;postID=4978363841155099566' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4588058730966248892/posts/default/4978363841155099566'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4588058730966248892/posts/default/4978363841155099566'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rachelanman.blogspot.com/2008/08/famous-for-day.html' title='Famous for a Day'/><author><name>Rachel Lanman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09680831927052542508</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tn2QgHFNR5c/SWwT28zGVcI/AAAAAAAAADY/0s7UxZWCT7s/S220/DSCN0019.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4588058730966248892.post-4543337876666136153</id><published>2008-07-26T07:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-26T07:43:02.228-07:00</updated><title type='text'>music and meditation</title><content type='html'>Dear friends and family. I have very exciting news. DNA, a music group from King's Kids Puerto Rico is here visiting. They are amazing. They write their own song and sing and dance to them. It's been exciting to have them here. DNA stands for Discipling Nations through the Arts, so they sing songs about love and life that aren't necessary "Christian," but are communicating Christian principles. They are doing presentations at churches right now, but their big concert is on the 31st. And I will, possibly, get to play two songs with them on piano. I'm way excited. Here's their music video of one of their songs: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/AqXPpJck4I4&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/AqXPpJck4I4&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you, New Hope, for the piano. It is so amazing to have a good piano to lead worship from, for my personal time with God. What an incredible blessing. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Besides all of this excitement, the missionary life continues. I have very full days, I'm realizing, and it's brought me to start considering where I want to be most involved in the future. It's always a good question to ask: is what I'm doing now leading me to where I want to go? These are just ponderings that are rolling around in my head. But a major prayer request for me and the ministries in Medellin is direction. We are going through a time of defining our visions and refocusing, and while there are so many good things one could be doing, we really want to be doing what God is specifically calling us to. I pray the same for you, that you find God's specific calling for you in this phase of life.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4588058730966248892-4543337876666136153?l=rachelanman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rachelanman.blogspot.com/feeds/4543337876666136153/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4588058730966248892&amp;postID=4543337876666136153' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4588058730966248892/posts/default/4543337876666136153'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4588058730966248892/posts/default/4543337876666136153'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rachelanman.blogspot.com/2008/07/music-and-meditation.html' title='music and meditation'/><author><name>Rachel Lanman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09680831927052542508</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tn2QgHFNR5c/SWwT28zGVcI/AAAAAAAAADY/0s7UxZWCT7s/S220/DSCN0019.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4588058730966248892.post-2419032173917987108</id><published>2008-07-17T03:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-17T04:20:25.136-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Prostitute House</title><content type='html'>This semester we have an ongoing project for intercession. It is the prostitute house across the street. This house is a special place. For one, it's about the biggest house in the neighborhood. And it's perverted. Couples go there to mix things up, let's say. I can't imagine my boyfriend (we're imagining here) taking me to a place like that. But it keeps very busy. We never see anyone inside, we just see the guy who is in charge of the gate, and I prefer not to encounter him alone at night because he does make comments. No one in this upper-class, family-oriented neighborhood is thrilled about what goes on there, and we think it is illegal. However, when the police have been called it seems that there is some exchange of money and nothing ever changes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, our goal is to pray and do something about this house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We formed teams. My team really wanted to focus on relationships. We want to get to know the guy who opens the gate, because every person that enters or leaves that place goes by him. Haven't accomplished that yet. But we also were praying for contact with people that go there. One day Jhonny (a leader who is in my group) was walking up to the door to the base and a guy was walking away from it. There was a taxi in our driveway with a girl in it. The guy asked Jhonny where this place was. Jhonny was kind of taken by surprise and just answered him. But since then we've been praying for other opportunities like that one. Then Tuesday our group just went out to walk around the neighborhood and pray. We saw two motorcycles multiple times, and finally they stopped and asked us where to find this house. We were surprised again, but this time Jhonny told them he could give directions, but wanted to make sure they realized what takes place there. The couples said yes. So Jhonny quickly told them that it is anything but loving and he would never think of taking his girlfriend or wife to such a place. He challenged them to think about what real love is and in the end we told them where to go. Another YWAMer was sitting out front when they pulled up at the gate and heard their conversation. They did go in, but they also told the guy at the door that they almost didn't come because they ran into a group of Christians. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then just last night the boys were playing soccer in the park, and someone else asked for directions. Me and another guy from my group tried the same tactic. This girl got frustrated with us and raised her voice a little. We told her where to find the house, but it is also obvious that people react with a lot of guilt. So hopefully moral awareness is awakening within them, warning them that this is not the best way to live their lives. And we hope for more opportunities.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please pray with us. We do pray that they will have to leave this house. But we also hope that we have some contact and positive influence before they go. I should mention too that the house is for sale, even though the business hasn't seemed to slow down in the least. We'll see what all can happen and what kind of impact we will have in the next two months of this school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The group of King's Kids that are going to China leave for the capital today and fly out next Tuesday. Please keep them, their travel, and their time in China in your prayers as well.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4588058730966248892-2419032173917987108?l=rachelanman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rachelanman.blogspot.com/feeds/2419032173917987108/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4588058730966248892&amp;postID=2419032173917987108' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4588058730966248892/posts/default/2419032173917987108'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4588058730966248892/posts/default/2419032173917987108'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rachelanman.blogspot.com/2008/07/prostitute-house.html' title='The Prostitute House'/><author><name>Rachel Lanman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09680831927052542508</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tn2QgHFNR5c/SWwT28zGVcI/AAAAAAAAADY/0s7UxZWCT7s/S220/DSCN0019.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4588058730966248892.post-2221377336952787025</id><published>2008-07-06T11:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-06T11:56:54.099-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Intercession</title><content type='html'>Well, the first week of the new school is over. There is a lot of exciting news.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First of all, the pregnant girl we are in counseling with came to another session.... with her boyfriend. They are planning to get married. Now, his situation is touchy. He has 11 brothers and sister, but then his father has another 45 children outside of wedlock. So, they both recognize that neither one of their families is a good example of how they want their own family to be. We will continue meeting with them, as they are preparing for marriage next month and then the preparation to be parents. They said that they would invite us. It will be in the Catholic church, and it also will be my first Colombian wedding.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We have a wonderful school! The counseling school students are all staying at our house, the Esperanzas de Vida house. There are four boys and two girls, and they all get along wonderfully. They are between 17 and 30, but have a wonderful amount of openness as we are talking about very personal stuff in classes. I have been able to help some with the teaching, and it's amazing what God's been turning classes into personal healing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also had the opportunity to teach two classes in the DTS: Devotional Life and Intercession. We had the intercession class on Wednesday, and I was talking about what is intercession, how we go about it, but also emphasizing that prayer is the real work of Christians and really does impact the spiritual world. That morning we spent time praying for Colombia, the government, military, and the people that are kidnapped currently. That SAME AFTERNOON, the news came out that 15 kidnapped people had been freed! Our military actually pretended to be FARC leaders transferring the kidnapped prisoners from one place to another... and it worked! One of them was the most famous woman that had been in captivity 7 years. Her name is Ingrid, and we saw the video of her being reunited with her husband and children after years of torture and separation. What a moment of joy and celebration for our nation! So, as you can imagine, we spent time in the evening classes thanking God. It was so cool to see such a huge victory for Colombia and at the same time be aware that God is inviting us to be apart of the work he is doing in Colombia.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4588058730966248892-2221377336952787025?l=rachelanman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rachelanman.blogspot.com/feeds/2221377336952787025/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4588058730966248892&amp;postID=2221377336952787025' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4588058730966248892/posts/default/2221377336952787025'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4588058730966248892/posts/default/2221377336952787025'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rachelanman.blogspot.com/2008/07/intercession.html' title='Intercession'/><author><name>Rachel Lanman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09680831927052542508</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tn2QgHFNR5c/SWwT28zGVcI/AAAAAAAAADY/0s7UxZWCT7s/S220/DSCN0019.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4588058730966248892.post-9185948668327958529</id><published>2008-06-25T13:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-25T14:31:47.486-07:00</updated><title type='text'>YWAM Medellin</title><content type='html'>Right now there is a lot of exciting ministry going on in Medellin, and a lot to keep in our prayers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today our mercy ministries staff along with the majority of the base staff are getting back from a 5 day health brigade in Cordoba. It was one of the largest and longest ones we've done yet. There were teams of people for counseling, for the medical checkups, and of course people passing out clothing, doing evangelism, and working with youth and children. I hope that we are able to participate in a brigade on the missions trip were planning for next July, they are amazing experiences because you can see some much being accomplished in a community.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right now there is a camp of 40 King's Kids in our new house. They are learning dances and such, but the focus of this camp is to develop their devotional life and give classes about the character of God and a worshipful lifestyle. It's wonderful to have them here despite the noise. Many of the kids are not yet teenagers but seem to be loving it! For me the most exciting part is that some of my students from a year ago are the leaders for the new kids.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9 of the devoted King's Kids are also in Bogota right now to get their visas for China. On July 8th they will be heading off to China for a month. It has been the dream of YWAM Colombia to send groups to China for years. The group from Bucaramanga is already in China and now the Medellin group will be joining them. Please pray for their support, as the plane tickets are quite pricey, and for group unity as they travel into new cultures. Please pray that they are able to encourage the underground church and lead more to Christ.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So many plans and prayers are being realized this year! It's quite an exciting time to be apart of what God's doing around the world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This weekend we will be starting a new semester of the Discipleship Training School and the Counseling School. Right now I am preparing to help teach the Divine Plumb Line in the counseling school. There is always a lot to do, but always so much promise that God is moving and leading us to accomplish more and more for his Kingdom. And for your ministries in your corner of the world, blessings.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4588058730966248892-9185948668327958529?l=rachelanman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rachelanman.blogspot.com/feeds/9185948668327958529/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4588058730966248892&amp;postID=9185948668327958529' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4588058730966248892/posts/default/9185948668327958529'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4588058730966248892/posts/default/9185948668327958529'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rachelanman.blogspot.com/2008/06/ywam-medellin.html' title='YWAM Medellin'/><author><name>Rachel Lanman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09680831927052542508</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tn2QgHFNR5c/SWwT28zGVcI/AAAAAAAAADY/0s7UxZWCT7s/S220/DSCN0019.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4588058730966248892.post-8215117424316587572</id><published>2008-06-18T11:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-18T11:26:06.882-07:00</updated><title type='text'>And our second girl</title><content type='html'>I'm back in Colombia. It's been wonderful to be back, actually better than normal now that we have our own house and kitchen :) So exciting!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday another girl walked into our lives. One of our students that just graduated last Saturday was downtown yesterday, and noticed a girl crying. For some reason he was concerned about her, one face in the busiest part of the city. He talked to her, and he was the first person to find out the news, she was pregnant. He brought her straight to the base and she spent about an hour talking with Ana Cristina and me. We prayed for her, and then she left to go tell her boyfriend. We are waiting to hear back from her how he and her parents took the news. She told us that she just couldn't go home yet, and was thinking of finding a church when Alberto approached her. I'm so glad we could be that little bit of support and encouragement in her moment of change and guilt and fear. Please keep praying for the ministry to continue form according to God's plan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Graduation pictures are coming soon!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4588058730966248892-8215117424316587572?l=rachelanman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rachelanman.blogspot.com/feeds/8215117424316587572/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4588058730966248892&amp;postID=8215117424316587572' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4588058730966248892/posts/default/8215117424316587572'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4588058730966248892/posts/default/8215117424316587572'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rachelanman.blogspot.com/2008/06/and-our-second-girl.html' title='And our second girl'/><author><name>Rachel Lanman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09680831927052542508</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tn2QgHFNR5c/SWwT28zGVcI/AAAAAAAAADY/0s7UxZWCT7s/S220/DSCN0019.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4588058730966248892.post-4346030314867361145</id><published>2008-06-05T07:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-05T07:27:51.438-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Our First Girl!!!</title><content type='html'>Great news! We have our first pregnant girl! It's exciting and a major prayer request at the same time. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cristina was introduced to an 18-year-old girl that just broke up with her aggressive boyfriend a couple weeks ago. She's very scared that she's pregnant, so today the two of them are going to get the pregnancy test. She told Cristina that if she's pregnant she'll have to have an abortion because she can't take care of a baby by herself and there is no way she wants her ex around a baby. Please join us praying that she will be open to what Cristina has to say and make the best choice, and that Cris has a lot of wisdom.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4588058730966248892-4346030314867361145?l=rachelanman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rachelanman.blogspot.com/feeds/4346030314867361145/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4588058730966248892&amp;postID=4346030314867361145' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4588058730966248892/posts/default/4346030314867361145'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4588058730966248892/posts/default/4346030314867361145'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rachelanman.blogspot.com/2008/06/our-first-girl.html' title='Our First Girl!!!'/><author><name>Rachel Lanman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09680831927052542508</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tn2QgHFNR5c/SWwT28zGVcI/AAAAAAAAADY/0s7UxZWCT7s/S220/DSCN0019.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4588058730966248892.post-5232137793460303837</id><published>2008-06-03T11:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-03T11:57:20.050-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Summing it up...</title><content type='html'>My two months in the states is rapidly drawing to a close. What a bittersweet thought. But, being here didn't go anything like I expected. I had been hoping to visit Living Alternatives and figure out exactly what Cristina and I should be doing in the next few months. After thinking through everything I've learned, we're still on square one. When I get back to Colombia we'll have to spend a few weeks just praying and talking over all the possibilities. It's how it should be though, because it gives God room to guide.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also had hoped to map out the ministry budget and know where we would be receiving our income for the next 6 months at least. But that didn't happen how I expected either. I thought a a couple of places would commit to give a lot long-term, but not so in God's plan. Instead I've had many friends and relations help little by little. And that has been doing many things for me. It keeps me first of all dependent on God, but it also makes me so much more grateful. Having people I know believe in me enough to give and to pray, that's spiritual support that I couldn't have received from anywhere else. God is amazing at providing what we didn't know we needed.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4588058730966248892-5232137793460303837?l=rachelanman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rachelanman.blogspot.com/feeds/5232137793460303837/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4588058730966248892&amp;postID=5232137793460303837' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4588058730966248892/posts/default/5232137793460303837'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4588058730966248892/posts/default/5232137793460303837'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rachelanman.blogspot.com/2008/06/summing-it-up.html' title='Summing it up...'/><author><name>Rachel Lanman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09680831927052542508</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tn2QgHFNR5c/SWwT28zGVcI/AAAAAAAAADY/0s7UxZWCT7s/S220/DSCN0019.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4588058730966248892.post-8770812847496202648</id><published>2008-05-24T14:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-24T15:11:28.528-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Little Treasures</title><content type='html'>I'm back from Tyler! The ministry in Texas, called Living Alternatives, was great! They have different areas, all working with young pregnant women, including an adoption agency, a pregnancy resource center, building blocks program for women to earn baby clothing and prepare for motherhood, and Fatherheart. Fatherheart is this wonderful, huge house where girls can live while they are pregnant, and I got to stay there too :) It was so insightful to watch everyone in action.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I am back at home, and realizing Ana Cristina and I have a lot to do and to learn. But Beverly, the director and founder of Living Alternatives, said she almost wished she could come to Colombia because starting something new is where to find the fun and adventure and the 100% dependence on God. She's so right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My little sister just flew down to Florida to intern in a church. That makes about the 67th thing she's doing that I've never done, talk about taking adventures! But Abby was saying something that really hit home with me too. It's so good for us to be together because we remind each other why we go on "adventures" and take risks and do crazy things. We just love God more and more by doing them, sometimes he even uses us, and in experiencing all of that we couldn't imagine a better way to use our lives. Those are the people so important in my life, the people that encourage me and make me love God more just by being around them. I think we all know we need those people. I am realizing I should value them more and keep deepening those treasures in my life.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4588058730966248892-8770812847496202648?l=rachelanman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rachelanman.blogspot.com/feeds/8770812847496202648/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4588058730966248892&amp;postID=8770812847496202648' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4588058730966248892/posts/default/8770812847496202648'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4588058730966248892/posts/default/8770812847496202648'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rachelanman.blogspot.com/2008/05/little-treasures.html' title='Little Treasures'/><author><name>Rachel Lanman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09680831927052542508</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tn2QgHFNR5c/SWwT28zGVcI/AAAAAAAAADY/0s7UxZWCT7s/S220/DSCN0019.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4588058730966248892.post-204241754076528484</id><published>2008-05-11T14:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-11T15:28:07.321-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Mother's Day</title><content type='html'>I'm enjoying my last bit of time at home before I head off to Tyler this week. Being home is about the most refreshing time of the year. Today my dad and I had a fun time team-preaching for mother's day. And, of course, in honor of Mother's Day, dad started with a story about his mother, which is quite funny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My grandma is living at a home in Alaska. It's almost like a nursing home except that only five people live there, and it really feels like a home. Now, all of these women combine a bit of reality with a bit of their own perceived reality, and one of these ladies really believes that the house they live in is her house. My aunt Janet visits my grandma every day, and one day while she was leaving the "owner" of this house followed her out to the car (even though she's not really suppose to be outside alone). She called after my aunt saying, "I have two questions for you, well, one really: What am I suppose to do with your mother?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Makes me wonder what her second question was. :) But it is a problem. We have to do something with the people that show up in our lives. We shared about influencing lives, kind of the same way our mothers influence us. Talking about all of that really energizes me to get back to Colombia and be with girls, pastoring and teaching them, for another semester. We do have a lot of power, for good or bad, to influence the people in our lives. Even though resting at home is nice for a while, I'm so lucky that I get to do something that I love and is worth while for my "career."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God has continued working in surprising ways for our ministry, I guess I should probably call it His ministry. Little by little he has been taking care of us through unexpected people. Now, in addition to our beautiful house, we have curtains, silverware and a few kitchen items, and rent is coming in for another month. We do have a good father.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Mother's Day to all of the moms. Thank you for all of the influence you have had on us children!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4588058730966248892-204241754076528484?l=rachelanman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rachelanman.blogspot.com/feeds/204241754076528484/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4588058730966248892&amp;postID=204241754076528484' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4588058730966248892/posts/default/204241754076528484'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4588058730966248892/posts/default/204241754076528484'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rachelanman.blogspot.com/2008/05/mothers-day.html' title='Mother&apos;s Day'/><author><name>Rachel Lanman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09680831927052542508</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tn2QgHFNR5c/SWwT28zGVcI/AAAAAAAAADY/0s7UxZWCT7s/S220/DSCN0019.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4588058730966248892.post-7675654687726727770</id><published>2008-04-28T14:34:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T03:41:40.920-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Surprises from God</title><content type='html'>Right now I'm sitting in my parent's dinning room wondering if it's really my life that I'm living or if I'm in some sort of a dream.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tn2QgHFNR5c/SBZKBJQYpGI/AAAAAAAAAAw/0b6W8VL-lg0/s1600-h/Esparanzas+House.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tn2QgHFNR5c/SBZKBJQYpGI/AAAAAAAAAAw/0b6W8VL-lg0/s320/Esparanzas+House.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5194420603743413346" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Esperanzas de Vida, our ministry for working with pregnant women, has taken turns we couldn't have foreseen. The house next door to the base opened up, and to make a long story short, Ana Cristina and I moved in. It was kind of a leap of faith, because we have yet to see exactly how we will be able to pay rent every month. But neither can we doubt that God was at work to open these doors for us. Right now the house holds two beds, an empty frig, an oven, and all of our clothes. We're also waiting to see how God will fill our house, with furniture and things and also with girls. We also are praying diligently for a team that will work with us. Because things are starting so much more quickly than we had anticipated, we will need more help. God has definitely been doing some amazing things thus far, so we're kind of excited to see what could happen before the new year!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right now I am in the US visiting churches and getting training from pregnancy centers and the ministry Living Alternatives. Ana Cristina is holding down the fort in our new house as well as attending a conference in Medellin and making contacts with churches and Family Services. In June we'll be back together to share what we've learned and to dive into finding and counseling girls.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The rest of the school is in their outreach time. There are three groups, one in Yopal, one in Cordoba, and one in Armenia. Please pray for all of them, specifically their effectiveness, team unity, safety, and attentiveness to God's voice. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More exciting news coming soon....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4588058730966248892-7675654687726727770?l=rachelanman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rachelanman.blogspot.com/feeds/7675654687726727770/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4588058730966248892&amp;postID=7675654687726727770' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4588058730966248892/posts/default/7675654687726727770'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4588058730966248892/posts/default/7675654687726727770'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rachelanman.blogspot.com/2008/04/blog-post.html' title='Surprises from God'/><author><name>Rachel Lanman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09680831927052542508</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tn2QgHFNR5c/SWwT28zGVcI/AAAAAAAAADY/0s7UxZWCT7s/S220/DSCN0019.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tn2QgHFNR5c/SBZKBJQYpGI/AAAAAAAAAAw/0b6W8VL-lg0/s72-c/Esparanzas+House.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4588058730966248892.post-8633300481333639392</id><published>2008-03-17T05:35:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-17T05:35:59.857-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Entering Holy Week</title><content type='html'>Last week was one of the longest of my life. I taught evangelism in the mornings, and I loved doing it. But at the same time I came to have a greater appreciation for sleep and rest. God actually has been talking to me about the value of life and taking care of ourselves while valuing caring for others. Like Oswald Chambers says: &lt;br /&gt;“My worth to God publicly is measured by what I really am in my private life. Is my primary goal in life to please Him and to be acceptable to Him, or is it something less, no matter how lofty it may sound?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This week all of the students and almost all of the staff are going to the intense camp called NIKO. Ana Cristina and I will be staying at the base to work on Esperanzas de Vida. And seeing as it’s also Holy Week, what better time to get fed from God and really dig into his word? I’m really looking forward to it, I’m even excited about reading Numbers :) Sometimes God just really wants to be with us, you know?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now for the long awaited ministry update: Ana Cristina had her appointment at the embassy for her visa last week, and she was denied. That’s right, rejected. It was a sad couple of days for us. And so this week we will be forming our plan B. It looks like I will be going to the states by myself in April and May to receive training from Living Alternatives and meet with some churches. Second semester we plan to do some intense investigation in Medellín and next year pull away from the base and focus all our energies in the ministry. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We will have to start with the counseling and emotional support aspect (seeing as we’re counselors and not at all medically inclined) and building a team. The vision is to be able to support women depending on their needs and their crisis: financially, emotionally, relationally, and medically. This includes working with their families and the father of the baby, teaching parenting skills, offering a home in circumstances where it would be best for the woman to live with us during her pregnancy, and someday having our own clinic for the medical side.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please continue praying specifically for the ministry. It’s a bit difficult when our plans have to be changed, but we are still doing everything we can to learn and make the most of the opportunities we do have.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4588058730966248892-8633300481333639392?l=rachelanman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rachelanman.blogspot.com/feeds/8633300481333639392/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4588058730966248892&amp;postID=8633300481333639392' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4588058730966248892/posts/default/8633300481333639392'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4588058730966248892/posts/default/8633300481333639392'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rachelanman.blogspot.com/2008/03/entering-holy-week.html' title='Entering Holy Week'/><author><name>Rachel Lanman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09680831927052542508</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tn2QgHFNR5c/SWwT28zGVcI/AAAAAAAAADY/0s7UxZWCT7s/S220/DSCN0019.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4588058730966248892.post-2787247994624740365</id><published>2008-03-08T06:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-03-08T06:12:07.306-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Peace</title><content type='html'>I was really glad to be a Colombian today (almost, minus the blondish hair). Our president was in a conference with Chavez and Correa, and Chamorro was present as well. I was proud that our president could handle the situation so well, apologizing to Correa and ending with handshakes and peace again in South America. God, thank you for responding to our prayers and letting peace reign where we thought relationships would be impossible to reestablish. Continue to guide our leaders, protect our people, and end the horrible kidnappings and warfare caused by the FARC. Amen.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4588058730966248892-2787247994624740365?l=rachelanman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rachelanman.blogspot.com/feeds/2787247994624740365/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4588058730966248892&amp;postID=2787247994624740365' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4588058730966248892/posts/default/2787247994624740365'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4588058730966248892/posts/default/2787247994624740365'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rachelanman.blogspot.com/2008/03/peace.html' title='Peace'/><author><name>Rachel Lanman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09680831927052542508</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tn2QgHFNR5c/SWwT28zGVcI/AAAAAAAAADY/0s7UxZWCT7s/S220/DSCN0019.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4588058730966248892.post-6499001105757568947</id><published>2008-03-03T19:40:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-03-03T20:11:51.547-08:00</updated><title type='text'>WAR</title><content type='html'>Things are not going too well for Colombia at the moment. Chavez is bad news for us. He is communist, distorts the truth with ease, and he thinks that Colombia and Venezuela should be reunited as one country. (It has only been since 1830 that Venezuela and Colombia were separate countries. That’s why our flags are so similar.) He has been taunting President Uribe and sticking his nose into neighboring countries’ affairs for a while now. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For example, Chavez is friends with the Nicaragua president. Nicaragua is turning more communist, again, and right now there is a weekly inflation on their currency. Things are not in favor of the people in general, only the rich. Added to the bad news, the Nicaraguan president’s wife is witch, literally. She sometimes announces things that come from the mouth of the devil and generally participates in very strange religious practices. Imagine the kind of influence she has over the government. Nicaragua has a bank account (I believe it is in Venezuela) where a percentage of all of their petroleum sales go (business with Venezuela). It is an account to help the poverty in Nicaragua. However, the  government does not keep record of any of the flow of money in this account, very few have access to any information about it, and interestingly enough nothing much has improved for those living in poverty. Suspicious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday a major guerrilla leader was killed by the Colombia military. We were happy about this. However, the actually bombing took place in Ecuador, unwise move on Colombia’s part. So now the good news of the death of the FARC leader is countered by worse news: that Chavez has convinced Ecuador to sever all diplomatic ties with Colombia and investigate what took place on their side of the boarder. One of our soldiers was killed as well, apparently by the Ecuador military. But things get worse.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chavez also announced that we have some outrageous number of troops waiting on the boarder with Venezuela, all lies. Chavez said he wanted to avoid war, but he will not allow anyone to divide or weaken them. First, it appears that he has given millions of dollars to the FARC. He also has united most of the leftist leaders against Colombia. (Ecuador, Nicaragua, Costa Rica, Argentina, Bolivia, and to a smaller degree Chile, Paraguay, Uruguay, Brazil, Peru). Colombia would have to enlist men if we went to war. Luckily the UN is keeping an eye on the situation, because things in South America are not looking favorable for Colombia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I was discussing this with my friend, he said the real reason Chavez has been so hostile towards Colombia is because Colombia (specifically President Uribe) is so friendly with the states and the states are so anti-Communist. Chavez actually blames the US for the attack in Ecuador and calls the US the master of "sub-president Uribe." But as the elections approach in the US, Colombia’s relationship with the states will likely change. The party elected will also decide if we pass a trading agreement between the states and Colombia. I’m not sure if it would help or hurt our economy to have the agreement passed, but one thing is for sure, our economy will change greatly. Colombia right now seems to be between a rock and a hard place. Please pray for wisdom for our leaders, peace for South America, truth to shine though, and that Chavez by some miracle will not be reelected as President of Venezuela.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4588058730966248892-6499001105757568947?l=rachelanman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rachelanman.blogspot.com/feeds/6499001105757568947/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4588058730966248892&amp;postID=6499001105757568947' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4588058730966248892/posts/default/6499001105757568947'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4588058730966248892/posts/default/6499001105757568947'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rachelanman.blogspot.com/2008/03/war.html' title='WAR'/><author><name>Rachel Lanman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09680831927052542508</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tn2QgHFNR5c/SWwT28zGVcI/AAAAAAAAADY/0s7UxZWCT7s/S220/DSCN0019.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4588058730966248892.post-1897018222241688605</id><published>2008-02-21T02:45:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-21T02:45:27.840-08:00</updated><title type='text'>“Why we love Rachel”</title><content type='html'>...was the theme of my birthday. I woke up early to start making my cake and throughout the kitchen found little notes saying why people love me from all of my staff friends. Later in my office I found notes from my students and from friends in the states. It was such a beautiful and full day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At night for my party. Well, it was something else (thanks to Desteni). It started out with a continuation of people telling me why they loved me but then some of the boys starting confessing their love for me. It made me a little nervous until I figured out it was a skit, planned, fuew, I’m not getting engaged today. It was hilarious, they ended up having a dance off. (I highly recommend looking at the photos and make sure you read the comments for your maximum entertainment). Then people really told me why they appreciated me, and say happy birthday along with a movie of Abby and roommates singing me Happy Birthday. Then there was cake and more dancing (Christian style).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I have to say the best part of my day was a pastoral time I had with my co-leader Katherine and three students in the evening. They are a bit behind on their devotional journals where they have to read and write about a chapter of the Bible daily. So we talked about responsibility and getting all they can out of the school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we curled up on cushions in my office, drank tea, and read the Bible together. It was amazing. We all had new revelation into the passage (John 10) and our ideas would build on one another and I saw some of them get deeply passionate about the Bible for the first time. It was one of those moments that I will cherish forever, one of those “yeah, this is what I live for” moments. It was a beautiful day!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4588058730966248892-1897018222241688605?l=rachelanman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rachelanman.blogspot.com/feeds/1897018222241688605/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4588058730966248892&amp;postID=1897018222241688605' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4588058730966248892/posts/default/1897018222241688605'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4588058730966248892/posts/default/1897018222241688605'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rachelanman.blogspot.com/2008/02/why-we-love-rachel.html' title='“Why we love Rachel”'/><author><name>Rachel Lanman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09680831927052542508</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tn2QgHFNR5c/SWwT28zGVcI/AAAAAAAAADY/0s7UxZWCT7s/S220/DSCN0019.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4588058730966248892.post-8599592570494624585</id><published>2008-02-19T19:04:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-19T19:13:11.543-08:00</updated><title type='text'>BIRTHDAY</title><content type='html'>It’s almost my birthday. Just a couple hours to go! How exciting! I’ve invited about 50 people to my party, but seeing as my friends at the base have to plan it I have no idea what I’ve gotten myself or them into. It will be a day full of surprises. The only two things I can really be sure of is that I know that I will be making my own chocolate cake and I will be wearing a peach colored shirt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have many hopes for this year. &lt;br /&gt;°I hope to get our ministry, Esperanzas de Vida, projected, financed, and everything ready for us to leave the base next January and start serious classes and counseling with young pregnant women.&lt;br /&gt;°I hope to get better at piano and singing.&lt;br /&gt;°I hope to understand more in the book of John.&lt;br /&gt;°But really I hope I learn to be a consistent type of person where I have loving relationships all of the time, in the stressful moments and happy moments and downright heartbreaking moments. (that goes for God and people)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Coming soon.... I can promise more details about our ministry after our meeting with the leaders and I can promise some great photoage after my birthday party. And this week is missions week at my church in the states, so I will look forward to talking with you all on Saturday! Think of your crazy little America having an even crazier day down in Colombia tomorrow!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4588058730966248892-8599592570494624585?l=rachelanman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rachelanman.blogspot.com/feeds/8599592570494624585/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4588058730966248892&amp;postID=8599592570494624585' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4588058730966248892/posts/default/8599592570494624585'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4588058730966248892/posts/default/8599592570494624585'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rachelanman.blogspot.com/2008/02/birthday_19.html' title='BIRTHDAY'/><author><name>Rachel Lanman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09680831927052542508</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tn2QgHFNR5c/SWwT28zGVcI/AAAAAAAAADY/0s7UxZWCT7s/S220/DSCN0019.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4588058730966248892.post-9031944434779783020</id><published>2008-02-07T03:39:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-07T03:39:55.115-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Life Theme</title><content type='html'>“You are my strength when I am weak. You are the treasure that I seek. You are my all in all.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don’t know what it would take to be able to say that every moment of ever day, but there are those times when you really know God and don’t want anything else aren’t there? I hope those times start to last and the distraction become less and less prevalent. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My life has a theme. A theme in all of my teaching, it’s the lens through which I read the Bible, it’s my approach to life. To me, everything pretty much comes down to relationships and helping people have healthy relationships with people and God. And it’s heartbreaking to see so many broken relationships. People don’t understand who God really is and therefore don’t trust him. People are hurtful. People have enemies, manipulating friends, tension in their marriages. And I don’t think anyone expected the bumps they find in their road. That’s also the reason I love to teach about God, the reason why I’m a missionary living in Colombia. I really believe knowing God and living like he taught could change everything. Those are just my musing recently. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now for the Esperanzas de Vida update: Today Ana Cristina and I leave for Bogota for a week. We are attending a conference about creating new projects for ministry. I think it will be kind of intense, we have to presenting our project the last day. But it is a God send that this is available right now, because even though we know about counseling and loving people, we have no idea when it comes to all the logistics of starting a new ministry. Cristina is also still in the process of applying for her visa so we can visit the states for more training. Please pray that her interview at the embassy will go well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Besides that, life is always an adventure. My best friend just got a motorcycle. And keeping to his promise, he let me be the first to drive it. It was fun, maybe a little stressful for him. Today I have my second less: where the break is and how to use it. Have a wonderful weekend... I’m signing out to go spend some quality time with Jenkins.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4588058730966248892-9031944434779783020?l=rachelanman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rachelanman.blogspot.com/feeds/9031944434779783020/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4588058730966248892&amp;postID=9031944434779783020' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4588058730966248892/posts/default/9031944434779783020'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4588058730966248892/posts/default/9031944434779783020'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rachelanman.blogspot.com/2008/02/life-theme.html' title='Life Theme'/><author><name>Rachel Lanman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09680831927052542508</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tn2QgHFNR5c/SWwT28zGVcI/AAAAAAAAADY/0s7UxZWCT7s/S220/DSCN0019.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4588058730966248892.post-5658033075108251156</id><published>2008-02-02T13:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-02T13:03:39.283-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Jenkins</title><content type='html'>Now we are two weeks into a new school! This class is amazing. The kids are pretty young, but they have really open hearts, they want to be apart, they want to grow. One moment that really blessed me happened the first week of classes. There is a student named Deimer. He’s a good guy, low voice, fun to be with but he’s not the outgoing, attract attention to himself type. In one of the classes the students had to go by themselves to write down a conversation with God about some stuff from their past. Deimer came back and asked the teacher, kind of nervous like, if he really had to read it out loud to the class. You could tell he would if he had to, he wouldn’t avoid it, but it would be tough for him. Well, the assignment was personal, not to be shared with the class. But the spirit their of being willing to do whatever it takes to grow and be closer to God is what I love about this school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’m still learning the ropes at accounting. A good friend and I are co-pastoring three girls. They have lots to grow on, but again are willing to try. We’ve had a great time so far, I’ve also been surprised at how open they are within our group. I also have had the opportunity to help with some of the teaching these two weeks. It makes me really excited when I understand something well enough to help others get it too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But now I must make mention of the newest addition to the base... my piano named Jenkins. Jenkins is a Yamah, weighted key, beauty. I am in charge of worship this semester, which was really a trial for my patience with a little keyboard that is really just for beginners. Because of a wonderfully generous gift, we now have Jenkins at the base. I can’t tell you how much it has blessed me to be able to worship through playing something that actually responds and makes pretty noises. But it changes worship too to have an instrument that can handle dynamics. To sum it up, the biggest blessing so far this year has by far been the gift of a piano. I am such a lucky girl!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4588058730966248892-5658033075108251156?l=rachelanman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rachelanman.blogspot.com/feeds/5658033075108251156/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4588058730966248892&amp;postID=5658033075108251156' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4588058730966248892/posts/default/5658033075108251156'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4588058730966248892/posts/default/5658033075108251156'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rachelanman.blogspot.com/2008/02/jenkins.html' title='Jenkins'/><author><name>Rachel Lanman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09680831927052542508</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tn2QgHFNR5c/SWwT28zGVcI/AAAAAAAAADY/0s7UxZWCT7s/S220/DSCN0019.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4588058730966248892.post-7433615065527757515</id><published>2008-01-20T12:29:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-20T12:41:45.153-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Returning Tidbits</title><content type='html'>Tonight we have the opening dinner for a new school. Each semester always brings an amount of excited energy for me, because each one is so unique. I can never really imagine what the students are going to be like beforehand, nor how I personally am going to grow and be stretched.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had staff meetings, and a lot of cleaning last week. I have three jobs as staff this year: accounting, worship, and pastoring girls (I'm one of three pastors). I also get to teach one day the first week of the school on Intercession. It has been amazingly affirming to see the staff help me developed my giftings. Although learning accounting has been like learning a new language all over again, there are so many words that weren't in my Spanish vocabulary before.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was my frist day back at my church, which I really enjoyed besides getting hit on! Some 40ish-year-old guy sat next to me, asked broad questions to find out if I was married to Jorge or not (Jorge and I go to the same church. He is our base director, much older than me, and a quiet, respectful kind of personality in public... who could mistake him for my husband?). Right before the end of the service he asked me for a piece of paper, and of course I gave it to him trying to be nice, not knowing he wanted it to write his phone number down for me and the best time to call him. So ladies: always watch out for the desperate middle-aged men that show up at your church, and don't sit alone!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As always, please pray for the process the new students are just starting. And please pray for wisdom, unity, and integrity among the staff. Happy New Semester!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4588058730966248892-7433615065527757515?l=rachelanman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rachelanman.blogspot.com/feeds/7433615065527757515/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4588058730966248892&amp;postID=7433615065527757515' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4588058730966248892/posts/default/7433615065527757515'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4588058730966248892/posts/default/7433615065527757515'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rachelanman.blogspot.com/2008/01/returning-tidbits.html' title='Returning Tidbits'/><author><name>Rachel Lanman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09680831927052542508</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tn2QgHFNR5c/SWwT28zGVcI/AAAAAAAAADY/0s7UxZWCT7s/S220/DSCN0019.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4588058730966248892.post-6681937828773682329</id><published>2008-01-11T21:54:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-11T22:09:50.996-08:00</updated><title type='text'>2008!</title><content type='html'>Leaving on a jet plane, tomorrow. So much happened over break, but it just ended too soon, as normal happens with good experiences. Each semester is unique and a challenge, so I'm sure this one is going to be the same. I find that I will have a lot of responsibilities in the base and in starting our new ministry, Esperanzas de Vida. And in the midst of all of those things to be doing, my new years goal is to firstly focus on being. Like being the person I want to be, being in the right relationship with God. I think I've had that goal many times in my life, and have yet to accomplish it. But I will definately attempt to getting closer this year. But before that busyness and priority struggle begins, let's reflect on some of the most wonderful moments from the holidays. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-My sister invented this game called "Rachellium" for my Christmas present. It involves my dad trying to sound like a blow dryer, or even more complicated, a dying bunny (not dead, dying. I know, tricky). And my mom humming old Greese songs. It's wonderful and hilarious. Stilll learning the art of being a llama. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Skiing by myself one day and totally marveling and God's work: snow capped mountains, sunsets over the Amazon, God's pretty amazing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-About a 30 hour road trip with 5 people in the car :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Customs in Houston... enough said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Playing spoons with 3 generations of my family. I would never have survived without my cousin/teammate (no, spoons does not normally require teams)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Seeing Steph's first impression of snow&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Team-Preaching with my Dad&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Mom's fudge.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, with a load of good memories and good cookies to give me enegry for the new year, we're off to another foreign adventure. Happy 2008 all! Good luck with your goals for the new year!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4588058730966248892-6681937828773682329?l=rachelanman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rachelanman.blogspot.com/feeds/6681937828773682329/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4588058730966248892&amp;postID=6681937828773682329' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4588058730966248892/posts/default/6681937828773682329'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4588058730966248892/posts/default/6681937828773682329'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rachelanman.blogspot.com/2008/01/2008.html' title='2008!'/><author><name>Rachel Lanman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09680831927052542508</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tn2QgHFNR5c/SWwT28zGVcI/AAAAAAAAADY/0s7UxZWCT7s/S220/DSCN0019.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4588058730966248892.post-3093155369739060319</id><published>2007-12-19T10:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-19T10:23:30.555-08:00</updated><title type='text'>NEW HOUSE</title><content type='html'>I am excited to announce that our base does have a new house for the new year! It is in the same neighborhood as our old one, making moving much easier, and also meaning that we'll still have access to a good sized park in the neighborhood for those times when thirty people living in tight quarters need exercise or breathing space. We will be renting this house, but in the next couple of years we will still probably need to find something bigger if the base continues to grow as it has been. Thank your for all of the prayers during our frantic search. It is wonderful to have to time to move in and be ready for the new semester starting the middle of January.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4588058730966248892-3093155369739060319?l=rachelanman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rachelanman.blogspot.com/feeds/3093155369739060319/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4588058730966248892&amp;postID=3093155369739060319' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4588058730966248892/posts/default/3093155369739060319'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4588058730966248892/posts/default/3093155369739060319'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rachelanman.blogspot.com/2007/12/new-house.html' title='NEW HOUSE'/><author><name>Rachel Lanman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09680831927052542508</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tn2QgHFNR5c/SWwT28zGVcI/AAAAAAAAADY/0s7UxZWCT7s/S220/DSCN0019.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4588058730966248892.post-4822225863626892760</id><published>2007-11-27T17:47:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-27T17:47:44.713-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Amazons</title><content type='html'>Well, we’re back from the ends of the earth. At least physically, but my heart and mind often find themselves wondering back to the breathtaking amazons.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our team spent a total of four weeks in communities and almost four weeks in the city. Some of the time we were on the Brazil side (where they speak Portuguese) and other times in Colombia. In the city we did a lot of teaching in the churches and counseling sessions. In the communities it takes a bit more creativity to do counseling because it’s not really in their culture to open up that much or to tell strangers about their problems. We did a lot of work with youth, sometimes teaching, sometimes playing, sometimes doing small group style conversations. It was an amazing time!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But more than anything, us four girls grew personally. We all had our own giants to face. For example, Lorena is scared of preaching or public speaking, but she did it three times on outreach. Stephanie’s hardest thing to learn was that she herself is trustworthy and has authority to counsel and teach. My growth was discovering lies that I’ve believed for years and lead me to do things I know aren’t logical. We are different women now, more mature and yet more silly (you would be too if you spent two months hanging out with this group of girls!), with more integrity, and clearer plans for our futures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I always tend to feel most connected to places where I have grown a lot, and the Amazons is no different. I miss the heat and the sunrise over the river. But I also miss the open style the people have of sitting around and talking, wanting to honor us with dinner invitations and gifts. I miss the youth who are so hungry to learn more but don’t find discipleship in the church. It is a beautiful, rich, and needy place. One day I hope to spend more time in the communities.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4588058730966248892-4822225863626892760?l=rachelanman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rachelanman.blogspot.com/feeds/4822225863626892760/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4588058730966248892&amp;postID=4822225863626892760' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4588058730966248892/posts/default/4822225863626892760'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4588058730966248892/posts/default/4822225863626892760'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rachelanman.blogspot.com/2007/11/amazons.html' title='The Amazons'/><author><name>Rachel Lanman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09680831927052542508</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tn2QgHFNR5c/SWwT28zGVcI/AAAAAAAAADY/0s7UxZWCT7s/S220/DSCN0019.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4588058730966248892.post-2869968727572226096</id><published>2007-11-27T17:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-27T17:46:57.683-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Now, for the stories I'm sure you've been longing to hear:</title><content type='html'>Our second day in the Amazons our group and another group loaded up all of our bags and all 12 of us and got into one small boat to travel about an hour and a half down the river. It involved many of us and many of our things getting wet. Then we arrived in a community where they speak an native language and Portuguese. We couldn’t really understand the woman in the house where we were staying and her husband, the pastor, seemed to change his mind frequently about what we were doing and what we shouldn’t do. There’s nothing like stepping off on the right foot! Our team had a series of unfortunate embarrassing moments there. Des happened to walk out the back door, which was the way to the bathroom, to find the pastor’s wife there… right there, bathing. Another night Stephanie was talking to the man of the house and his little daughter Sara runs up and throws her arms around Steph’s legs, resulting in her pants falling slightly…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For a while it has been Stephanie’s dream to hold a monkey. She had an opportunity, actually two. The first time she is holding it and I’m petting it’s head. It took a good 3 minutes to decide that we actually were the enemy and it needed to go into defense mode. AKA pee on Steph’s shirt which actually is borrowed. So, she had high hopes for the second chance she got to hold a monkey. Different monkey, different community, different country actually. It still peed on her shirt, and again, it wasn’t even her shirt. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later in the outreach, in Macedonia, Desteni and I were walking to the little store by the river and a man walked by us. Now, it’s the amazons so people walk by with fish all the time, some are alive and some less so. Well, Des and I were walking and I turn to look at the man passing us and ended up jumping right into Desteni when I saw he was carrying a baby alligator. I guess it was my bad for not expecting to see one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The last epic takes place in Macedonia, where there is no electricity. So we use candles after 6:00. Our team was helping with an event for pastors in the area and so there were a lot of people sleeping in the building we also were sleeping in. Since we all had to be at the devotional at 5 am, showers were going to be a problem. Thinking ahead, we decided to get up at 3am, shower, and then go back to bed. Desteni got up first and then would wake the next girl up. When it was my turn, I sat up in bed and felt like I was entering into some weird horror movie, I even got goose bumps. Now what you should know about Desteni is that when she goes to sleep she lays on her back, places her hands on top of the blankets on top of her stomach, smiles at the ceiling, and sleeps. Desteni at this point has gone back to sleep (picture that in your head), but left two candles lit so we can see. She placed one candle on each corner of the head of her bed. I have never seen a site that looked so much like corpse in that dim light. I was scared to check if she was still breathing or not, and then I remembered that I’m an adult and a counselor and a missionary and deal with tarantulas and peeing monkeys, so of course I can deal with my pasturing sleeping with candles at her head. However, if I had had a mirror to talk into I might have been forced to give myself self-counseling, but I’m sure that would have been even more creepy to the other girls than Desteni sleeping in the first place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The things you learn on outreach!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will be back in the states from December 10th until January 12th. I can’t wait for Christmas, cold and all! And a late Happy Thanksgiving to everyone!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4588058730966248892-2869968727572226096?l=rachelanman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rachelanman.blogspot.com/feeds/2869968727572226096/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4588058730966248892&amp;postID=2869968727572226096' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4588058730966248892/posts/default/2869968727572226096'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4588058730966248892/posts/default/2869968727572226096'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rachelanman.blogspot.com/2007/11/now-for-stories-im-sure-youve-been.html' title='Now, for the stories I&apos;m sure you&apos;ve been longing to hear:'/><author><name>Rachel Lanman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09680831927052542508</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tn2QgHFNR5c/SWwT28zGVcI/AAAAAAAAADY/0s7UxZWCT7s/S220/DSCN0019.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4588058730966248892.post-6804724447452201572</id><published>2007-09-25T22:58:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-25T22:58:25.165-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Outreach Counseling Style</title><content type='html'>We have finished the theory part of our counseling school! The last two weeks are known as the sleepless weeks... they involve a paper writing out the 15 sections of a class called “The Divine Plumb Line,” end of the school journal, and presentations. Each outreach team has to practice teaching the divine plumb line, but we have to pretend like we are in a church and have ministry time and everything. Our group did very well, we have some good teachers! And now we are finally catching up on some things like sleep and talking to friends!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow I leave for Armenia to visit a friend, Katerine, for a couple days. Armenia is the smallest department in Colombia, but it is the heart that grows a lot of coffee and plantain. Then Sunday we leave for outreach!!!! We travel to Bogota (the capital) by bus and Monday fly into Leticia. Then we get into boats to go up the river to spend two weeks at a community off the Amazon River. We will be spending some time in communities, and two weeks in the city of Leticia, and also some time in Tabatinga (it is the same city on the Brazil side).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A counseling outreach is going to be different from anything I have done before. We work in the churches teaching themes like family systems or identity or restoration or things like that. Then, daily, we also have times for counseling where people will come to us or we might go to visit families in the communities. The counseling is a bit scary to all of us, but we will work in pairs, and the game plan is to just listen to people and be totally dependent on hearing God.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is what our team looks like: Our leader is Desteni! Amazing counselor, translator (in Spanish and Portuguese) and hilarious best friend. There are only three students in our group: me, Lorena, and Stephanie. Lorena is 20 and her family has pretty much grown up in the base. This is a big growing experience for her, but also wonderful to be able to grow away from her family and let her beautiful, funny self come out of her shell. Stephanie is my Colombia little sister. She is only 17, but an amazing teacher and woman of God. We are all good friends and also have seen eachother’s vulnerable, inner side. It will be an exciting group, but we are also very young and all female. So, please pray:&lt;br /&gt;•Safety for our team&lt;br /&gt;•Wisdom from God in counseling sessions&lt;br /&gt;•My ability to understand and speak Spanish in counseling sessions&lt;br /&gt;•Our leader Desteni, for wisdom, support, peace, ect.&lt;br /&gt;•Insight for what themes to teach in churches and what age group (in some communities there might be great need in the youth and sometimes we might be working with kids)&lt;br /&gt;•Group unity and communication&lt;br /&gt;•Spiritual awarenes&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4588058730966248892-6804724447452201572?l=rachelanman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rachelanman.blogspot.com/feeds/6804724447452201572/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4588058730966248892&amp;postID=6804724447452201572' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4588058730966248892/posts/default/6804724447452201572'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4588058730966248892/posts/default/6804724447452201572'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rachelanman.blogspot.com/2007/09/outreach-counseling-style.html' title='Outreach Counseling Style'/><author><name>Rachel Lanman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09680831927052542508</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tn2QgHFNR5c/SWwT28zGVcI/AAAAAAAAADY/0s7UxZWCT7s/S220/DSCN0019.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4588058730966248892.post-6107464934656189631</id><published>2007-08-26T16:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-26T16:31:10.195-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Rain and ice cream... a few of my favorite things</title><content type='html'>Sometimes the world just seems to have so much need that you don't know where to start and the only answer is to eat ice cream and run in the rain. But then in the prophets I read promise after promise of coming restoration. Actually, Isaiah 49:8-13 is going to become part of the DNA to our ministry. That's I remember that there are things to be doing now, but even so God never asked me to save the world, he just asked me to love him and obey him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I always get into the sad moods when I'm alone, and it only takes a good 47 seconds being with people to come back to life. God thank you for friends... and for rain and ice cream.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In about 6 weeks we will be leaving for a two-month counseling outreach. Nothing is finalized but hopefully I will be going to Leticia!!!!!!!! Leticia is the city that is on the boarder of Peru and Brazil and is in the Amazons. From there we would enter Brazil. I'm so excited, and there is so much need for family counseling there! Plus I would have to go with my friend Desteni because she'll have to translate into Portuguese! Going to the Amazons has been a dream of mine for 6 years; ever since geogrophy class when my professor lectured about it. What exciting news!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. Random thought for the day: If anyone has a grand piano laying around and can come up with a way to get it to Colombia, I would be happy to receive!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4588058730966248892-6107464934656189631?l=rachelanman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rachelanman.blogspot.com/feeds/6107464934656189631/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4588058730966248892&amp;postID=6107464934656189631' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4588058730966248892/posts/default/6107464934656189631'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4588058730966248892/posts/default/6107464934656189631'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rachelanman.blogspot.com/2007/08/rain-and-ice-cream-few-of-my-favorite.html' title='Rain and ice cream... a few of my favorite things'/><author><name>Rachel Lanman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09680831927052542508</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tn2QgHFNR5c/SWwT28zGVcI/AAAAAAAAADY/0s7UxZWCT7s/S220/DSCN0019.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4588058730966248892.post-3625456350478917294</id><published>2007-08-04T09:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-04T09:41:12.342-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Esperanzas de Vida</title><content type='html'>Ana Cristina Rincon and I have been praying about starting a ministry for pregnant women considering abortion for a year now. The dream would be to start there and expand the ministry to include adoption programs, working with prostitutes and family counseling. After so much prayer it seems like things are finally starting to happen...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BIG NEWS: This week the director from the similar ministry in Tyler, TX, is coming this week to visit with us and do a conference with our school!!! We have started saving to buy a house or a farm to house girls during their pregnancy so we can give them counsel and a safe place to live while they decide if they want to keep their baby or find a family to adopt. Friday Cristina and I lead intercession for our base, and afterwards two students said they want to commit to our ministry and as we're starting they want to study majors that will be useful (like nursing). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today I set up an email for the ministry. Just doing that made it feel like this is for real, more than a dream. But it's also a bit overwhelming, we don't know where or how we're going to start meeting women. So please pray:&lt;br /&gt;• that we will have guidance and that our time with the Tyler director will give us good ideas&lt;br /&gt;• an opportunity for Cristinan to visit the ministry in Tyler&lt;br /&gt;• support from local churches and ministries in Medellin&lt;br /&gt;• for more workers&lt;br /&gt;• #1, that soon we would meet our first pregnant woman to start loving and supporting&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4588058730966248892-3625456350478917294?l=rachelanman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rachelanman.blogspot.com/feeds/3625456350478917294/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4588058730966248892&amp;postID=3625456350478917294' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4588058730966248892/posts/default/3625456350478917294'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4588058730966248892/posts/default/3625456350478917294'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rachelanman.blogspot.com/2007/08/esperanzas-de-vida.html' title='Esperanzas de Vida'/><author><name>Rachel Lanman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09680831927052542508</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tn2QgHFNR5c/SWwT28zGVcI/AAAAAAAAADY/0s7UxZWCT7s/S220/DSCN0019.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4588058730966248892.post-3801627710217966260</id><published>2007-07-15T13:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-15T13:56:15.913-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Walking with the Wise</title><content type='html'>I feel like the counseling school is something that should be require for life. These two weeks we have been looking at the walls we build in our heart, why, and how to build the “wall of salvation.” It’s such good information, but between all of the application in our notebooks and pastoral time it hits home too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This school is wonderful! Last school was kind of stressful for all of the staff, but this is like a breath of fresh air for us. There are problems and many things to work on for sure, but it’s just like the house is filled with the presence of God, with safety for openness, and a desire to grow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today I was thinking about how blessed I am with the community I get to live in. I have some wonderful friends that are equally passionate about missions (although in different areas of society). There are the kinds you laugh with, cry with, and hold accountable. It made me think of the proverb, “If you walk with the wise you will grow wise.” The proverb doesn’t say don’t hang out with any one but wise. What it does say is “walk” with with wise, like spend your time and let yourself be influenced by the people who are walking in the same direction, the people who are on a path towards God. These are the people we grow with, learn with, we essentially walk with spiritually. Another reminder how God meant for us to live in community, and with good reason. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Story: Desteni and I had to go fix some paper work in DAS (where we go to register our visas and stuff like that). My temporary ID says I’m a male. But they had my real one ready! I was so excited, it feels like I’m official now. But as soon as the lady left the office I noticed the little, bold “M.” Out-loud I said, “Des! I’m still a man!” Then I realized that there were three English speaking men outside of the office, listening. Even in English I don’t communicate what I mean! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chech out some new pictures from this summer.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4588058730966248892-3801627710217966260?l=rachelanman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rachelanman.blogspot.com/feeds/3801627710217966260/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4588058730966248892&amp;postID=3801627710217966260' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4588058730966248892/posts/default/3801627710217966260'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4588058730966248892/posts/default/3801627710217966260'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rachelanman.blogspot.com/2007/07/i-feel-like-counseling-school-is.html' title='Walking with the Wise'/><author><name>Rachel Lanman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09680831927052542508</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tn2QgHFNR5c/SWwT28zGVcI/AAAAAAAAADY/0s7UxZWCT7s/S220/DSCN0019.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4588058730966248892.post-3048861016990696848</id><published>2007-07-07T12:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-07T13:12:29.426-07:00</updated><title type='text'>FARC</title><content type='html'>I have finally finished the first week in the counseling school. We have notebooks to do each week that take up all of our time. I think I used all of my creativity in the first week, who knows where my inspiration will come from next week? But it will be so good. We are having great classes about how people build walls of rebellion or rejection. I love the counseling school because the classes are great, but the school is set up so there is a lot of time to personally process all that you're learning. I'm so excited! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need to update about the situation in Colombia. One of the biggest rebel groups is called the FARC. It claims to be "for the people" but it actually is a pretty violent group against the government. They kidnap many people, and the numbers are growing. Just recently 11 of 12 politicians that had been kidnapped about 5 years ago were killed. The FARC played it off saying that they were killed in a military attempt to rescue them, but, again, that they really are trying to protect the people. There was no military presence involved thought, these people were just outright murdered. In response to this, Thursday there were peace walks in all of the major cities in Colombia. People came out to pray carrying the Colombian flag to show the government and the world that FARC is violent and does not have the people's support. This group has done a lot of damage, there is not a person in Colombia that has not been personally affected, either in their own family or in the family of close friends. One of our neighbor's wife was kidnapped and they paid ransom for five years only to find out that they had killed her in the first month and continued to make money off her. Please continue to pray for this situation and wisdom for our government.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4588058730966248892-3048861016990696848?l=rachelanman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rachelanman.blogspot.com/feeds/3048861016990696848/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4588058730966248892&amp;postID=3048861016990696848' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4588058730966248892/posts/default/3048861016990696848'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4588058730966248892/posts/default/3048861016990696848'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rachelanman.blogspot.com/2007/07/farc.html' title='FARC'/><author><name>Rachel Lanman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09680831927052542508</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tn2QgHFNR5c/SWwT28zGVcI/AAAAAAAAADY/0s7UxZWCT7s/S220/DSCN0019.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4588058730966248892.post-5403519192117147393</id><published>2007-06-19T13:46:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-19T14:18:09.491-07:00</updated><title type='text'>At Home</title><content type='html'>I'm back in the states! My best friend got married last weekend... So now I have pretty pictures, funny memories of line dancing, and a lonely feeling. It's so good to be with family and have some time to rest but I think I'm getting tired of the resting part. It's good for a while but then I start to get lazy. Tomorrow I get to share at my church and my dad and I are going to team preach on Sunday, it's fun to be able to teach without a translator although it's kind of scary too. Having that other person standing by me is kind of like a security blanket. My family is going to back to Colombia with in a week for a visit which should mainly be fun, possibly a little challenging for them with the language. I’m so excited to share my world with them and to spend some more time talking and being goofy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm really excited about the next semester. I'm doing the counseling school... which doesn't exactly teach you how to be a good counselor. We do have classes on family systems and counseling but most of the time is really spent crying... which I'm a pro at. In the three months we spend at the base, we learn about counseling by working through things in our own lives and healing, then we use the classes as well as the personal experience to teach and counsel on outreach. I think I’m ready for it even though I expect to be an emotional roller coaster some weeks. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you for all of the prayers during outreach. It has been amazing to see how God has taken care of us in little and big ways. One thing’s for sure, we were never alone! But more than just being with us, God really empowered us with courage, creativity, opportunities, and unity that couldn’t have come from us. But even the little things we needed, like a mother’s hug when we were sick or money for medicine, God provided too. I guess that’s what makes the Christian life so exciting, you never know where or how you’ll see God, but you know it’s going to be something extravagant and perfect.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4588058730966248892-5403519192117147393?l=rachelanman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rachelanman.blogspot.com/feeds/5403519192117147393/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4588058730966248892&amp;postID=5403519192117147393' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4588058730966248892/posts/default/5403519192117147393'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4588058730966248892/posts/default/5403519192117147393'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rachelanman.blogspot.com/2007/06/at-home.html' title='At Home'/><author><name>Rachel Lanman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09680831927052542508</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tn2QgHFNR5c/SWwT28zGVcI/AAAAAAAAADY/0s7UxZWCT7s/S220/DSCN0019.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4588058730966248892.post-8312061534233278155</id><published>2007-06-11T14:30:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-11T14:30:59.883-07:00</updated><title type='text'>New Pictures!!!</title><content type='html'>Check out the pictures from outreach!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4588058730966248892-8312061534233278155?l=rachelanman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rachelanman.blogspot.com/feeds/8312061534233278155/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4588058730966248892&amp;postID=8312061534233278155' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4588058730966248892/posts/default/8312061534233278155'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4588058730966248892/posts/default/8312061534233278155'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rachelanman.blogspot.com/2007/06/new-pictures.html' title='New Pictures!!!'/><author><name>Rachel Lanman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09680831927052542508</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tn2QgHFNR5c/SWwT28zGVcI/AAAAAAAAADY/0s7UxZWCT7s/S220/DSCN0019.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4588058730966248892.post-7958060817114839406</id><published>2007-06-06T12:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-06T13:42:31.043-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Ending of Outreach</title><content type='html'>My outreach is over. I got dengue and it all went down from there. Dengue is a mosquito transmitted disease that makes your blood really thin, gives you a fever, diarrhea, vomiting, and makes food disgusting. For more fun facts please refer to Desteni's site desteni.blogspot.com/ I was getting weak enough that I had to return to Medellin by airplane. That left one leader with four students, and then our last leader got dengue too. We must have been the sickest team in the history of YWAM Medellin! I'm getting better, I even ate some crackers and jello today. But please keep Lorena in your prayers because she is too sick to travel home just yet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It has been pretty crushing to have to cancel our last church and come home early. Our students will finish the last week working in our houses for displaced kids and the leaders will rest and recuperate in the base. But even though the end was a downer, we loved our time on outreach. We did a lot more work than in my outreach. We did a variety of things: camps for the youth, mini-schools, classes for new Christians, VBS for the kids, started a town wide youth group with three different congregations, and lots of teaching. It was a wonderful time and I think we did some good things in places as well as saw our students grow up a lot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The countdown until I'll be in the states has started! 6 days!!!!! And my best friend gets married in only 10! Life just keeps flying by!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4588058730966248892-7958060817114839406?l=rachelanman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rachelanman.blogspot.com/feeds/7958060817114839406/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4588058730966248892&amp;postID=7958060817114839406' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4588058730966248892/posts/default/7958060817114839406'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4588058730966248892/posts/default/7958060817114839406'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rachelanman.blogspot.com/2007/06/ending-of-outreach.html' title='Ending of Outreach'/><author><name>Rachel Lanman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09680831927052542508</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tn2QgHFNR5c/SWwT28zGVcI/AAAAAAAAADY/0s7UxZWCT7s/S220/DSCN0019.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4588058730966248892.post-1182267533972436805</id><published>2007-05-28T13:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-28T13:30:41.786-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Crazy Leaders</title><content type='html'>Changes have happened in our team. Now Lorena, my best friend who is my age, and me are the team leaders! Our original leader, Desteni, got really sick from a misquito transmitted disease and had to return to Medellin. Another one of the students had malaria, and even though she got better it was too high a risk for her to go to the next location that is known for having malaria as well. So now we are a team of 5 people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lorena and I are so excited! God must have a lot of faith in us to let us be responsible for three weeks of outreach! It's going to be a good challenge for us. But we also need a lot of prayer so that we make good decisions and pastor our students well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last week and this week we have been in the same church. We are working with all age groups, but a lot with the youth. This week we're starting a city-wide youth group that the youth pastors of three different churches want to continue with after we leave. It's really exciting to start something that has so much potential and to get different churches working together!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God has been so faithful with us! Even though we've had some big challenges we've also really seen God do some cool things with us. One night we were suppose to have a church meeting, but we really didn't want to have it because Desteni was leaving and I was suppose to preach but hadn't practiced with the other girl who knows a bit of English. Maybe it wasn't the most missional minded thing to do, but we prayed for rain so that people wouldn't come and we would have more time to prepare. And it started raining, but then stopped and we were all frustrated and scrambling. Then it poured for a good two hours and only about 10 people came to the church, so we had a good time of worship and a devotional and that was all. God has been so good to give us rest when we need rest and strength when we need strength, creativity when we need creativity and always a lot of work for us to do. God is good.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4588058730966248892-1182267533972436805?l=rachelanman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rachelanman.blogspot.com/feeds/1182267533972436805/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4588058730966248892&amp;postID=1182267533972436805' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4588058730966248892/posts/default/1182267533972436805'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4588058730966248892/posts/default/1182267533972436805'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rachelanman.blogspot.com/2007/05/crazy-leaders.html' title='Crazy Leaders'/><author><name>Rachel Lanman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09680831927052542508</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tn2QgHFNR5c/SWwT28zGVcI/AAAAAAAAADY/0s7UxZWCT7s/S220/DSCN0019.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4588058730966248892.post-1097535100845465374</id><published>2007-05-14T15:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-14T16:09:37.022-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Middle of Nowhere</title><content type='html'>First of all, praise God that we have had coffee! It seems funny, but it really was like a gift from heaven these last two weeks. And, Des and I discovered that everyone of our teammates likes coffee... why we we made to work together!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BRIGADE: Our time at the brigade went better than I could have dreamed. We had so much impact in that community the three days we were there, it was so hard to leave. My evangelism team worked with many people in the community and left a lot of youth who had made the decision to live for Christ. There is a young pastor there who is conintuing to disciple them. Members from our team also worked in physical therapy, counseling and worship and all were equally pleased with their results. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you to everyone who prayed for protection for us! We were more than protected, our first day there the military and the police ask how we were doing. The police added a special watch so someone was on duty 24-7 where we were working and they even let us use the police station bathrooms so we could shower. God was really looking out for us!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CHURCH 1: Though the first week was wonderful it was even better to be united working together as our team. The first week we did a "mini-campo escuela" for the youth and the second week we worked with families. Again, there was a community-wide response in both youth and families. Time at this church was also a good stretching for Desteni and I. We were both adjusting to our new positions as leaders after being students the last semester. And we both had more speaking responsibilities than we've ever had before (me with the youth and her with counseling families). But now we can say we've personally seen that God is faithful to do more in us than we can do ourselves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This place we were in, it really is the middle-of-nowhere, otherwise known as El Palmar in Cordoba,Colombia. In this place they peal their own rice, kill their own meat, and take big homemade hats and machettes with them when walking more than 5 minutes out of town. They have more mangos than you can imagine; there are even different kinds of mangos, if you didn't know: cow mangos, heart mangos, sandle mangos, ect. There is no running water and electricity is sporatic. Where we stayed had a dirt floor and we slept in hammocks. I learned to rope cows (although it's easier to aim at the 8-year-olds teaching us), milk a cow, and ride a horse. I called my mom for mother's day/dad for his birthday from a cell phone hooked up to an antena and repeatedly had to interrupt them to chase the pigs out of the house. It was the experience of a life time! I can't help but smile at the memories and thank God that I get to live a life of adventure, it's the best kind!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right now we're in a "city" for two weeks. Our first week will be working a lot with youth. The second week we'll be with a church plant that has a lot of new Christians. Please continue to pray for unity in our team and that we will bless the churches and communities.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyone who has prayed for us, thank you so much! So far on outreach we have been in awe at how God has been answering our prayers with much more than we even ask. We prayed for protection and we had the military and police as personal body guards. We've even asked God for little things we miss, like coffee and salad, and gotten them not just once, but every day afterwards. Please keep praying because, trust me, God hears!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4588058730966248892-1097535100845465374?l=rachelanman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rachelanman.blogspot.com/feeds/1097535100845465374/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4588058730966248892&amp;postID=1097535100845465374' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4588058730966248892/posts/default/1097535100845465374'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4588058730966248892/posts/default/1097535100845465374'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rachelanman.blogspot.com/2007/05/middle-of-nowhere.html' title='The Middle of Nowhere'/><author><name>Rachel Lanman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09680831927052542508</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tn2QgHFNR5c/SWwT28zGVcI/AAAAAAAAADY/0s7UxZWCT7s/S220/DSCN0019.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4588058730966248892.post-5075219336895739352</id><published>2007-04-20T12:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-14T15:34:39.232-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Curtain's Up</title><content type='html'>Next Tuesday morning we're leaving for outreach in Cordaba. I'm so excited for outreach! It's so wonderful to have time just for evangelizing and blessing churches. The first week will be spent getting ready for the medical brigade and the first weekend having the medical brigade. After that we'll be spending about two weeks in each church. I don't know where we'll be for sure yet, hopefully it will all get finalized this weekend. Please pray for safety during the brigade and that God would help me lead evangelism and impacts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And here's a little blurb about the people on my team, please be praying for all of us: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Desteni: our fearless, brave, strong leader! It'll be a bit of a stretch for her to lead, but it’s not her first time and she'll be great at it! The two of us have started a support group for our fellow coffee addicts (joking). She will also be my translator when it’s my turn to teach. And I’m her side kick for crazy, caffeinated escapades. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lorena: my best friend who did her DTS with me. The two of us are assistant leaders for the outreach. She is a great teacher and leader but doesn't have a whole lot of confidence in her own abilities. When Desteni can’t be found Lorena is my side kick for crazy, nighttime drama!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Paula: professional student. She has many healthy problems: like in her knees and wrists. She's a bit shy, but hopefully she'll feel free to be her funny self with us. She’s the oldest, but doesn’t have much experience teaching or in front of people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Claudia: professional student. At first we thought there might be problems having a leadership team younger than her, but she will be so helpful in counseling and teaching. She's also our resident physical therapist :) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ingrid: 18-year old. Great girl who has shown she's willing to try to change when called out on things. Usually she’s up for a challenge, but she was really disappointed to be on our team because she had her heart set on a different place. I hope she clicks with our team even though they are no other girls her age, and that her attitude will change when we begin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Juan Daniel: 19-year old. He's the best guy at drama and dance; he’s also a great worship leader and plays about 5 instruments, so I'm excited to have him. He's also got experience working with youth and will be great to help out and protect us girls. Pray that he doesn't get distracted by girls in the churches, a weak area for him, and that he can get the pastoring he needs from us three crazy, female leaders.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pictures and updates coming when possible....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4588058730966248892-5075219336895739352?l=rachelanman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rachelanman.blogspot.com/feeds/5075219336895739352/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4588058730966248892&amp;postID=5075219336895739352' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4588058730966248892/posts/default/5075219336895739352'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4588058730966248892/posts/default/5075219336895739352'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rachelanman.blogspot.com/2007/04/curtains-up.html' title='Curtain&apos;s Up'/><author><name>Rachel Lanman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09680831927052542508</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tn2QgHFNR5c/SWwT28zGVcI/AAAAAAAAADY/0s7UxZWCT7s/S220/DSCN0019.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4588058730966248892.post-817246937571654351</id><published>2007-04-10T12:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-10T12:20:01.577-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Outreach</title><content type='html'>Instead of rewriting the information here, please read what Desteni wrote about our time at the medical brigade and pray for us. And yes, we do ride in those canoes to get to the brigade:) What an adventure!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;desteni.blogspot.com/&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4588058730966248892-817246937571654351?l=rachelanman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rachelanman.blogspot.com/feeds/817246937571654351/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4588058730966248892&amp;postID=817246937571654351' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4588058730966248892/posts/default/817246937571654351'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4588058730966248892/posts/default/817246937571654351'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rachelanman.blogspot.com/2007/04/outreach.html' title='Outreach'/><author><name>Rachel Lanman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09680831927052542508</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tn2QgHFNR5c/SWwT28zGVcI/AAAAAAAAADY/0s7UxZWCT7s/S220/DSCN0019.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4588058730966248892.post-2925270953897774494</id><published>2007-04-08T11:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-08T12:27:42.283-07:00</updated><title type='text'>NIKO (shhhhhh....)</title><content type='html'>I just spent my week at NIKO. It's a camp that I'm sworn to secrecy about for the most part. It's a leadership camp, but the entire time you have to work in team. It was difficult for some. For me it was a little challenging, but almost everything was stuff that I love to do. It was restful even though we were wet a most of the time. The funny thing that was a big lesson for me was having to eat sardines. I really hate fish: don't like looking at them, don't like smelling them, and have only eaten them a few times when force fed. They were all we had for lunch one day, and I took one bite a gagged. The guy on my team gave me this look like, “Rachel, are you serious? You have conquered in everything so far and you’re not going to eat this...” I did eat about 2/3 of my share without hating it! Good thing too, because my outreach is on the coast where we’re going to have to eat fish a lot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It’s funny the ridiculous things we think we can’t do and let get in the way of good experiences. “Thoughts have consequences.” A 13-year-old girl on my team didn’t enjoy any of our walks and adventures because she thought we always walked too fast. She cried every time we went walking (which was a good portion of 4 of the 5 days). It brought our whole team down because we all had to be encouraging her instead of getting the opportunity to enjoy the beauty around us or feel victorious at what we were accomplishing. She was healthy and DID everything, but didn’t want to enjoy a minute of it. It made me think about what stupid little things I pridefully let get in the way of enjoying my experiences or my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love living in Colombia, wouldn’t exchange my life for an instant. The things I get to do and the ways I’m stretched more than make up for the cold showers, different food and language difficulties. But would I allow a plate with a fish on it put me in a bad attitude and hurt the feelings of a host on outreach? It was such an important lesson for me. One little grateful “thanks” can immensely bless someone and one sour face can make a heart sink. I don’t want to be that stuck up girl, I want to make choices to make the most of my time for myself and for the people I effect. I need to spend time searching for more things in my life that I decide to let get to me, and for that ruin the opportunity in front of me. Not many people have the same challenges as me, but I’m sure you have challenges daily too. I hope you decide to be a conqueror, an adventurer, a joyful disciple. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EASTER!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;I’m scandalized that they don’t really celebrate it. This was “holy week” but a big celebration is only for the Catholics. Most people were tired after NIKO and didn’t even go to church! Don’t worry... I got up and went to church. And my mom sent me and Desteni little egg candles that say “Happy Easter.” The two of us couldn’t help but be our crazy, American selves this morning:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went out to the park and had an egg hunt. We got one of our friends to take the pictures, I think he was highly amused. For those of you who look at them, I know it’s hard to tell but we tried to spell “Happy Easter.” :) Hope you all had a wonderful time with God thinking about the new lives we can live.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4588058730966248892-2925270953897774494?l=rachelanman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rachelanman.blogspot.com/feeds/2925270953897774494/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4588058730966248892&amp;postID=2925270953897774494' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4588058730966248892/posts/default/2925270953897774494'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4588058730966248892/posts/default/2925270953897774494'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rachelanman.blogspot.com/2007/04/niko-shhhhhh.html' title='NIKO (shhhhhh....)'/><author><name>Rachel Lanman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09680831927052542508</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tn2QgHFNR5c/SWwT28zGVcI/AAAAAAAAADY/0s7UxZWCT7s/S220/DSCN0019.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4588058730966248892.post-2997155197429245737</id><published>2007-03-23T13:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-03-25T13:14:22.113-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Las Locas</title><content type='html'>I just ran like a wild woman to the kitchen to get two of my girls. I told them to come quick! And they came but dragging their feet wondering why I act like I'm on drugs sometimes. So I pulled them along with me and then ran outside into the rain. Now they're thinking I've finally gone insane and they should get back to work. But we went up on the roof and they got to enjoy the most beautiful rainbow ever with me! (I posted pictures) My girls asked if we have rainbows in the states, because that would be the only logical reason for me to be so excited about one. I've never see one so low, it's like it's right in the city. Even after a hard week God is still blessing us with his infinite beauty. I love his little gifts like rainbows!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today we were assigned to our outreach groups. I'm going to the coast but first we're going to be working a week in a medical brigade. I am ecstatic for my team. I'm leading with my two best friends: Desteni and Lorena. I didn't believe it possible that I would get to be with both of them! I'm also with my crazy student that's like my sister and that smashed the cake in my face on my birthday. There are a total of three girl students, two guy students, and the three leaders. It is a wonderful group as far as worship, dancing, drama, teaching, and exciting/crazy adventures! O thank you God!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*** Someone has my camera right now, so I can't update my pictures. But if you want to see a baby picture please refer to my friend Desteni's site: desteni.blogspot.com/&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4588058730966248892-2997155197429245737?l=rachelanman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rachelanman.blogspot.com/feeds/2997155197429245737/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4588058730966248892&amp;postID=2997155197429245737' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4588058730966248892/posts/default/2997155197429245737'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4588058730966248892/posts/default/2997155197429245737'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rachelanman.blogspot.com/2007/03/las-locas.html' title='Las Locas'/><author><name>Rachel Lanman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09680831927052542508</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tn2QgHFNR5c/SWwT28zGVcI/AAAAAAAAADY/0s7UxZWCT7s/S220/DSCN0019.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4588058730966248892.post-7266196926772516187</id><published>2007-03-20T17:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-03-20T17:59:47.791-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Emergency Prayer Request</title><content type='html'>Guys... our base needs prayer. Today I was on the bus coming back from my Spanish class and I just felt the weight loading on. When I enter our house I feel this emotionally high strung, warfare environment. Here are some of the immediate concerns:&lt;br /&gt;• This weekend three of our underaged guys drank beer at a bar.&lt;br /&gt;• We have two pretty serious couples within the students. They're not kidding anyone with the friendship act. The six months of the school is a time for knowing God, not for relationships. Today I talked with one the boys and he admitted that he had thought marrying this girl and had almost asked her at one point last week. I talked to him a lot about protecting his mind and be responsible with his thoughts and about the priority of the school. He promised me not to act on anything until the school is over... but it's still a present temptation and distraction. (Having a girlfriend/boyfriend from the school doesn't sound that horrible, but the students did make the commitment to stay single if they entered single for the duration of the school. And it's a dangerous thing because all of the students are having the same experiences and are growing so much in the same ways during the time of the school that it can heighten the emotions; but when the school is over they find out that it can't work and that discovery comes with pain and guilt for not focusing for the short time they were in the school. I want to protect my students from that experience and to help them get all they can out of the experience.)&lt;br /&gt;• An overall rebellious attitude that makes it difficult for the students to accept correction from the staff.&lt;br /&gt;• Disunity between different ministries at the base. Right now there seems a big division between King's Kids (that disciples with jr high and high school students and teaches them communications, dance and drama) and the schools. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please keep us in your prayers. Right now it has exhausted the staff and we're wondering how we are going to make it on outreach. But we can depend on God to give us the strength we need. Our students need God to work in them too.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4588058730966248892-7266196926772516187?l=rachelanman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rachelanman.blogspot.com/feeds/7266196926772516187/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4588058730966248892&amp;postID=7266196926772516187' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4588058730966248892/posts/default/7266196926772516187'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4588058730966248892/posts/default/7266196926772516187'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rachelanman.blogspot.com/2007/03/emergency-prayer-request.html' title='Emergency Prayer Request'/><author><name>Rachel Lanman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09680831927052542508</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tn2QgHFNR5c/SWwT28zGVcI/AAAAAAAAADY/0s7UxZWCT7s/S220/DSCN0019.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4588058730966248892.post-8984691952247408077</id><published>2007-03-15T15:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-03-15T16:03:14.279-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Colombian Scandals</title><content type='html'>WE HAVE A BABY! Two of the leaders: Alvero and Jocabet just had their baby, the first one at the base. Everyone's healthy even though Joca is still in some pain. I've never been around through a whole pregnancy and birth! It's so exciting! The baby is adorable, huge eyes and lots of dark hair. Pictures coming soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Desteni was going to visit the baby today... and that is the motivation for this post. Needless to say, Des and I were amazed and some myths we discovered. It made us realize that there will be some fun surprises for us when we marry Colombians... (not saying that we are anywhere close to marrying Colombians. It's more just the hope that we will get married someday and we live in Colombia, even though we're desperately without prospects at the moment).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) You can't hold a baby when you're on your period. (Des and I considered this and even searched the internet... we have no idea what it could possibly do to a baby).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) When you're sick to your stomach you should eat pork.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) If you have a cold you must dress in warm clothes from head to toe and wear a scarf around your mouth. (If you noticed in my birthday pictures my friend Edinson was wearing a scarf even though it was a warm day. Remember, we live really close to the equator).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4) You should always lay a baby on it's stomach because it's the best thing for it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5) When Alvero is hot a sweaty he should take off his shirt and put the baby in his armpit. (Not kidding, folks)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6) It's slightly debatable, but commanly believed that you really can't still be a virgin if you use tampons.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7) Never take a shower after dark, it's how you get sick.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8) Reading in a bus or moving vehicle will ruin your eye sight. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes I just have to laugh at this culture that I love so much.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4588058730966248892-8984691952247408077?l=rachelanman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rachelanman.blogspot.com/feeds/8984691952247408077/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4588058730966248892&amp;postID=8984691952247408077' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4588058730966248892/posts/default/8984691952247408077'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4588058730966248892/posts/default/8984691952247408077'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rachelanman.blogspot.com/2007/03/colombian-scandals.html' title='Colombian Scandals'/><author><name>Rachel Lanman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09680831927052542508</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tn2QgHFNR5c/SWwT28zGVcI/AAAAAAAAADY/0s7UxZWCT7s/S220/DSCN0019.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4588058730966248892.post-7366777326828599239</id><published>2007-03-12T19:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-03-12T19:40:43.005-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Heartbreak Day</title><content type='html'>Today our third student decided to leave the school. This school... sigh. With some student we're seeing major growth and with others they just make the decision to not learn and it ends up affecting the entire atmosphere here. All in all, it's an immature school. And right now it's like we're going through a time of sifting; they need to decide they want to be here or it's time for them to leave. That sounds so harsh that it makes me cringe, but I think it's for the best before we leave on outreach. Please pray for our students and even more for us pastoral staff and leaders.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4588058730966248892-7366777326828599239?l=rachelanman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rachelanman.blogspot.com/feeds/7366777326828599239/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4588058730966248892&amp;postID=7366777326828599239' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4588058730966248892/posts/default/7366777326828599239'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4588058730966248892/posts/default/7366777326828599239'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rachelanman.blogspot.com/2007/03/heartbreak-day.html' title='Heartbreak Day'/><author><name>Rachel Lanman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09680831927052542508</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tn2QgHFNR5c/SWwT28zGVcI/AAAAAAAAADY/0s7UxZWCT7s/S220/DSCN0019.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4588058730966248892.post-6911154907404651478</id><published>2007-03-09T13:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-03-09T13:52:24.191-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dia International de la Mujer</title><content type='html'>Have you ever woke up one random morning and found that the entire day was a celebration for you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Colombia has some cool holidays that don't exist in America. One of them is the International Day for Women on March 8th. It's just a day to celebrate us. At 5am the boys of the base played and sang to us from the hallway. Every morning we have a devotional time where one student presents an attribute of God, so this day all of the guys together presented God's amazing creativity in making the woman: his best creation. At breakfast Juan Daniel read a poem he wrote that was also an acrostic for "Mujer." In the night they had a presentation where they played songs for us, gave us all flowers, chocolate and dishes of ice cream and took turns either reciting a poem or telling us why they appreciate us. (Note that we have 23 women in the house and only 14 men to do all of this). It was just such a beautiful day. Desteni and I didn't know it was coming until we woke up in the morning. We love God for blessing us with these little surprises!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This week has been an amazing break through. Last week the staff felt like there was climaxing tension with disrespect and breaking rules and little arguments breaking out among the students. Something changed this week. Now there is like a climaxing of growth and maturity that we haven't seen before. Oh thank you God!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My favorite example of this, and about the cutest story ever: Juan Daniel is obviously the cutest guy student, so of course the girls flirt with him. He's been called out on his behavior in response a couple of times by the staff. This week he was sitting outside and playing guitar with a group of people. One girl came and sat really close to him, but I didn't want to call them out for that. Then she laid her head on his shoulder. Juan Daniel immediately leaned his head towards hers to acknowledge her and then gently lifted his shoulder so that she would sit up straight again. He didn't even know that I was watching, but I saw and told all of the staff. I couldn't believe he went from a flirtatious dreamboat to such a responsible leader overnight. And then later that same day I had a prophecy for him about his calling to be a leader for men in his teaching, examples, worship, and relationships. When I told him how proud I was of his example with the girl he even teared up because he had been feeling like he had just been doing one wrong thing after another. God is just so faithful to tell us what we need to hear to grow closer to him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These kind of things have been happening with a lot of our students, even some of the real troublemakers. Please pray that it doesn't just happen once but that it's the start of a change within our community, that our students will be ready to be leaders on outreach.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God's been doing this for the staff too. There were some negative things happening among us that was hurting our unity. But this week has been the turning point in that as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For me personally God made this week beautiful by talking through me. Sometimes I let doubts creep into my mind and wonder what I'm doing here or if I can really help anyone. And then in a time of ministering to our students God gave me a specific word for four of our students (one of them being Juan Daniel). I don't know who I am that God would decide to talk through me; it's just another one of those amazing blessings I can't adequately say "thank you" for.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4588058730966248892-6911154907404651478?l=rachelanman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rachelanman.blogspot.com/feeds/6911154907404651478/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4588058730966248892&amp;postID=6911154907404651478' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4588058730966248892/posts/default/6911154907404651478'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4588058730966248892/posts/default/6911154907404651478'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rachelanman.blogspot.com/2007/03/dia-international-de-la-mujer.html' title='Dia International de la Mujer'/><author><name>Rachel Lanman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09680831927052542508</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tn2QgHFNR5c/SWwT28zGVcI/AAAAAAAAADY/0s7UxZWCT7s/S220/DSCN0019.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4588058730966248892.post-5320363918706359185</id><published>2007-03-01T14:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-03-05T11:03:18.052-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Never Leave the Presence of God</title><content type='html'>Random: Today we got a flier for an "Authentic Chinese Restaurant." The first three meals on the menu included potatoes and arepas (both very typical Colombian foods. Arepas are flavorless, corn tortillas that I don't think exist anywhere else). Some Colombians just don't get out much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This week has been like a break through for me. I love how even though I'm a "pastor", I get to work through things and have pastor time for me every week with my pastor. This week my pastor and my best friend that was in my school were talking about identity. There are a lot of things I know are true about myself: like I have value and I am beautiful, but even though my head knows it my heart doesn't believe it. My pastor, Claudia, told me that to move info from my head to my heart I need to pray for some divine revelation and let God make the truth come alive for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was one of those things that I can’t pinpoint the moment when it happened. It wasn’t a flash of lightening, but every moment of my day is different right now than it has ever been before in my life. For example, in devotional time one of my students was sitting in the living room with me. I was praying and would just be so filled with joy that I would keep bursting out laughing. She would crack up too just because it was so funny to watch me. Then another one of my students in a different room came and asked us to be quiet so they could concentrate. I think she was surprised that it was me making the noise. But living in the presence of God is so real that I have to really work to keep from laughing at times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don’t know how God did it, but I shouldn’t be surprised because he is God after all. I know the love of God pouring through me. Another cool part is that I listen to him telling me so many more things that I wasn’t attentive to before. When I just listen, God tells me so many things that are going on in people’s lives, and sometimes even things from their past that I couldn’t know without being told. It’s kind of feels like being Neo from “Matrix” when he starts seeing everything in those green number/letter columns because he knows the real world; and what he’s experiencing isn’t it. Then I know how to approach people or what they need: encouragement, challenging, love. God is so wonderful! But recently he’s also been giving me many promises for my own life. He doesn’t have to tell me about my future, but he has been. I guess he just wants to give me assurance of his love and plan for me. Who knew living in the presence of God was so intimate and so constant? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This weekend the King's Kids are going to be in the house practicing (an extra 40 people). I still haven't had a free weekend, but I can't pretend I'm not busting with excitement for King's Kids. They are teaching new kids, so I won't be very far behind. And this week some of the King's Kids in the school worked on some dances with me. I'm working on sending a movie they made of King's Kids so some of you can see it. They're just awesome. But I think the leaders who make up the dances are on something because I've never seen "adults" so hyper or move so fast! I'll let you know when this grenga gets some latin flavor in her style:)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4588058730966248892-5320363918706359185?l=rachelanman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rachelanman.blogspot.com/feeds/5320363918706359185/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4588058730966248892&amp;postID=5320363918706359185' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4588058730966248892/posts/default/5320363918706359185'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4588058730966248892/posts/default/5320363918706359185'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rachelanman.blogspot.com/2007/03/never-leave-presence-of-god.html' title='Never Leave the Presence of God'/><author><name>Rachel Lanman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09680831927052542508</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tn2QgHFNR5c/SWwT28zGVcI/AAAAAAAAADY/0s7UxZWCT7s/S220/DSCN0019.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4588058730966248892.post-4125906533036108152</id><published>2007-02-25T13:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-25T13:49:25.398-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Staff vs. Students</title><content type='html'>The students in this school have a lot of problems. There are many respect, relationship, and discipline issues we have to help them grown in. But despite some immaturities I love them all so much! I feel almost like they are my own kids. This week has been so hard for me because other staff members have been coming down hard on MY kids. Maybe the students need it, but many of them have come to me crying or had really down days because of how staff has approached them. We all need a lot of wisdom to lovingly disciple them. Please pray for us leaders (and it wouldn't hurt to pray that I can exercise self control keep from strangling harsh people... just kidding). But I do need help to respect other people's pastoral styles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But my Sunday was beautiful. Today one of my friends that lives in the University student house went to church with me. We had such a good time bringing comic relief to our weeks. But we also get a kick out of entertaining our entire bus with our expressive Spanglish. We get more creative in communicating all the time! Church was so good!!! And I knew all of the songs; it's easier to worship when you don't have to think really hard to understand what you're singing. I'm learning more Spanish and it makes me really excited. But learning a culture is so much more fun than just learning the language!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have a wonderful week. And make sure to let someone know how much you love them oddities and all!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4588058730966248892-4125906533036108152?l=rachelanman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rachelanman.blogspot.com/feeds/4125906533036108152/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4588058730966248892&amp;postID=4125906533036108152' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4588058730966248892/posts/default/4125906533036108152'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4588058730966248892/posts/default/4125906533036108152'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rachelanman.blogspot.com/2007/02/staff-vs-students.html' title='Staff vs. Students'/><author><name>Rachel Lanman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09680831927052542508</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tn2QgHFNR5c/SWwT28zGVcI/AAAAAAAAADY/0s7UxZWCT7s/S220/DSCN0019.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4588058730966248892.post-8172920360492634907</id><published>2007-02-21T05:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-21T15:06:12.950-08:00</updated><title type='text'>21-year-old Princess</title><content type='html'>My birthday here was the best I have ever had in my life! I felt like a princess all day long. For example: I wanted flowers, and not only did I get flowers, but I got four bouquets; my entire day was like that. God just made me feel so beautiful and appreciated.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some of the highlights from my party: &lt;br /&gt;* my American friend Desteni and some Colombian guys reinacting the "Thriller" scene from "13-Going-On-30"&lt;br /&gt;* having two Colombians serenade me with two songs that I didn't understand a word of... but I'm good at smiling and nodding&lt;br /&gt;* the student I'm closest to deciding not to leave for Puerto Rico, but finishing the school here (this was the best present I"ve ever been given!)&lt;br /&gt;* another really good friend calling me even though he's in Venazuela&lt;br /&gt;* getting a notebook that everyone wrote in: my qualities and how I've impacted them&lt;br /&gt;*** Having a cake smashed in my face&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4588058730966248892-8172920360492634907?l=rachelanman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rachelanman.blogspot.com/feeds/8172920360492634907/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4588058730966248892&amp;postID=8172920360492634907' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4588058730966248892/posts/default/8172920360492634907'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4588058730966248892/posts/default/8172920360492634907'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rachelanman.blogspot.com/2007/02/21-year-old-princess.html' title='21-year-old Princess'/><author><name>Rachel Lanman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09680831927052542508</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tn2QgHFNR5c/SWwT28zGVcI/AAAAAAAAADY/0s7UxZWCT7s/S220/DSCN0019.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4588058730966248892.post-1299407921118897876</id><published>2007-02-19T18:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-19T18:41:43.169-08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Amizingly Musical Kids</title><content type='html'>I feel like I am a band geek again. In this school the kids are so talented. Whenever they have free time they sit around and take turns playing guitar and singing. It's like a never ending worship service. One of the first assignments for creativity time was to come up with something creative. Most drew something cute... but Juan Esteven wrote a song. WROTE a song!!! It's actually really good with a chorus and a part he raps. I think I'm going to try to record it onto my computer with him and one of the girls singing harmony. They inspire me to pursue more of the creative things I love like music and drawing and writing.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4588058730966248892-1299407921118897876?l=rachelanman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rachelanman.blogspot.com/feeds/1299407921118897876/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4588058730966248892&amp;postID=1299407921118897876' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4588058730966248892/posts/default/1299407921118897876'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4588058730966248892/posts/default/1299407921118897876'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rachelanman.blogspot.com/2007/02/my-amizingly-musical-kids.html' title='My Amizingly Musical Kids'/><author><name>Rachel Lanman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09680831927052542508</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tn2QgHFNR5c/SWwT28zGVcI/AAAAAAAAADY/0s7UxZWCT7s/S220/DSCN0019.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
