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Meeting up with Team Greece!

I have been honored to be a part of Juniors Global with feet on the ground in one of our locations, Athens. Thursday, I met up with Team Greece and can report that the objectives that are set up for the teams are being met here! I had the privilege of sitting that night with this fantastic group of students and leader, Tiffany Van Dame, as they debriefed, and of hearing their highs and lows of the week. My heart was full as I heard their genuine hard times contrasted with the ways they have seen God at work. Plus they cooked pasta that night in their apartment and it was amazing!

The Dirrims left for a ministry retreat until Monday just hours after I arrived in Athens and so I’ve been house sitting for them. It has been a blessing to have some peace to start my days and to see the view of the port from their balcony. During the last couple days the group has shown me their impressive navigation skills, using the city bus and metro. I have been to Mars Hill which is just below the Parthenon and we took a ferry to a beautiful Greek island where the group swam and relaxed. At this point in the trip, it has been healthy and needful for them to take some days to rest and this was a blessing for everyone. Plus the beauty around the island was unbelievable with so many shades of blue and crystal clear water and the mountains across the sea fading into lighter shades of blue as they retreated into the background.

I also was excited to worship this morning at the Greek church that the group has been a part of since their time here, hearing a passionate message, worship in Greek and about how they are reaching their city for Christ and meeting very real needs around them.

I feel so blessed to have had this opportunity for myself but even more for the Juniors Global program. These students, and I’m sure the other teams in Kenya and Cambodia, are getting an amazing global classroom experience for Christian life, service and leadership (our JG motto). I am so proud of how hard they have worked and how they are getting along. I continue to pray that everyone one of them will be closer to the LORD because of this and will continue their lives as global Christians with a heart for the world.


Hannah Kendall

Director, Juniors Global


The beautiful island of Aegina to the west of Athens.


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Exploring Phnom Penh

(This is Emily writing under Melynda’s name.)

Hello from Cambodia! This past week has required flexibility but has also had its blessings. We were able to start working with several different ministries when we got back from our trip around the lake, and that was definitely a a blessing. Because of the nature of the ministries and the women they work with, we are not allowed to share many specifics of what we are doing. This is required to help maintain the privacy of the women.

On Thursday we got the unique opportunity to go explore and visit some of the ministries here in Phnom Penh that we are not working with but that are also doing incredible work. So in the morning on Thursday we all went and worked at the ministries we were assigned to, and then we set off on our little adventure to explore Phnom Penh. The first place we visited was a ministry that is very similar to one of the ministries we are working with. The ministry is called Daughters of Cambodia, and focuses its work on helping young women and men who want to get out of human trafficking. Daughters operates by running several businesses, one of which is the Sugar ‘N Spice Cafe, and is the particular business we visited. The cafe is staffed entirely by women who are at risk for or who have been trafficked. Daughters helps these women by providing them with medical treatment, counseling, life skills training, as well as a sustainable job so that they can earn income in a way other than trafficking. It was so interesting to see this ministry, and the food was delicious too! :)

Another ministry we got to visit was Three Corner Coffee Roaster. This ministry is a Christian social enterprise whose goal is to not only improve the Cambodian coffee industry, but also to help improve the lives of other Cambodians. This business works specifically with the Cambodian farmers who grow the coffee beans for them by providing honest business practices and making sure that they are not taken advantage of. While there, we got to tour the whole facility and see the whole process of how the coffee beans are roasted and how much work goes into producing a bag of coffee.

Going to see these different ministries was a really cool experience and helped show me that ministry van be done through a variety of different things, like running a cafe or a coffee roastery. Ministry is not confined to a single idea or process, and I am definitely getting a taste of that here in Cambodia. One of the ministries we are working with has a gift shop and nail salon, and another is a pizza restaurant. These ministries are definitely much different than I expected them to be, but I a good way. Being in Cambodia has really opened  my eyes and shown me that there are so many different ways of doing ministry, and that there are many skills that we think would typically only be used in the secular world that can actually be very effective in a certain type of ministry. I have learned a lot of things on this trip and hope to learn many more before we leave!

-Emily Entz


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Good, Hard Days (Part 2)

On Friday, we woke up in our rooms at the Kitale Club, a private resort for members (and apparently visitors!). There were tons of monkeys–climbing on the roofs, running across the yard. Kevin and Jesse saw a whole group of them when they went for an early morning walk.

At the Kitale Club. Evelyn (RSP employee, translator, and navigator) and Linet (housekeeper and Answerer-of-Ignorant-Questions), both Bargainers Extraordinaire!! :)

We went from the club to start mudding Priscilla’s house. She was the oldest widow we’ve helped so far. You could see her happiness over her new home shining through her weathered face.

Priscilla handing mud to Jesse

Priscilla handing mud to Jesse

She told us that she only dreamed of having such a nice home in Heaven, never expecting that we would help her have one now! Her gratitude was both humbling and encouraging. We don’t do very much (by American standards), but what we do really does change the lives of these widows for the better!

From there, we went back to Jane Max’s house (this was the one still being built that Jesse wrote about). Jane’s feet are twisted so badly that she walks on the top of her feet, but she hurried around to help us mud and bring us gifts.

Jane Max

Jane Max

On Saturday, we went shopping at some Curio shops and at a mall. We at also had lunch at a beautiful restaurant looking over Lake Victoria. It was so refreshing to feel the breeze coming off the water!

We also went to pay school fees for a blind girl name Lydia. Our brief time at her school (for visually impaired and albino children) was overwhelming and humbling and very empowering. Kevin wants to write his experience there, so I’ll leave it at that.

Thanks for reading! Please keep praying for us as we head into our last week here!

:) Hannah

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Hello from Greece,
Today we took a restful trip to one of the more popular local islands, Aegina. The island was filled with shops, restaurants, beaches, ships, and tourists. Although we planned on traveling around the island, the ultimate truth was after eating and swimming for a little bit . . . everyone fell asleep in their own respective spots on the beach. So the afternoon went bye faster than expected and we soon were headed back to the ferry after some souvenir hunting.
The trip back was full of fun conversations and plenty of antics. The most intriguing conversation was that of how God parted the sea for Moses. To be on the ferry looking over miles of water this really took on a powerful concept. To visually see how big of a miracle that would be and to try and comprehend water being pulled back and dry land appearing was mind boggling. Then we asked an unanswerable question, “Did God level the sea bottom or did the Israelites have to make way through a rugged sea bed?” Clearly this answer is of no real importance, but it’s fun to think about.
The evening closed with a pizza party at the guys apartment and part of a movie before the girls left. Tomorrow we will attend the 2nd Evangelical Church of Athens (I think that is the official name). Then possibly go to the Acropolis in the afternoon. Monday will being traveling and Tuesday will be serving at the Athens Refugee Center. That will conclude our time in Greece and we will be home Wednesday sometime . . . I think haha. This is my last blog post, see you all soon.

God Bless,
Tanner Huck

P.S. Do not accidently make Tiffany think you are calling her 42 years old . . . it is kind of scary.


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Good, Hard Days (Part 1) :)

It’s Hannah again.  I’m writing a 2-part update for the last few days, and then the others will write and you’ll have a break from me for a while! ;)

For me, the last three days have been the best and (in a way) the hardest so far. On Thursday, we went to mud another widow’s house.

It was slow going, because the women had to walk very far to bring water to make more mud. (On a side note, these women gave up that day’s income to help their neighbor get her house built. Our gift of corn for Ugali (a common meal) was an extra blessing for them!) During one of the breaks, I began to talk to the two kids who were brave enough to come close to me. One boy made a silly face at me, making fun of us. I made one back. Soon, I found myself leading a group of about ten kids in an oh-right-these-kids-barely-speak-English version of Simon says. The afternoon went so quickly after that!


For the record, the kids were happy! Kenyans have this thing about always looking serious in photos!


Saying goodbye was super (super) hard. There was a baby girl who had sat on my lap whose mom stopped me as I was leaving. She asked me to take the baby. I knew that this trip was going to have some challenges, but saying no in that moment was not one I expected.

My tiny friend is on the right. She cried when I left.

My tiny friend is on the right. She cried when I left.

The baby was comforted with the gift of a balloon that Karen (thankfully) had with her. I was comforted by knowing that God sees every detail of every one of those kids’ lives, and that He is Immanuel to them, too, even (especially?) in their hunger and poverty.

As they say over and over here, God is good all the time, and all the time, God is good.

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An Unusual, Beautiful Gift

Hatu jambo, Marafiki!! (Hello, friends, from our group!)

Rather than focusing on what we did today, I thought I would give you a few highlights of Kenya so far. (Especially since we missed a day here and there–sorry!! The internet is really slow here.)

On Monday, we ended up going to an orphanage. :D :D :D A huge part of my heart is drawn to serving kids, especially orphans, so I was soaking up every minute of our time. We ended up playing several games with a big group of kids (about 45), some that we taught, and some they taught us. They absolutely loved singing–even their games included singing and/or clapping. (One thing I’ve noticed here is that singing is very much a corporate thing. It draws people together: to celebrate, to praise God, to welcome visitors, to prepare our hearts to pray. It is an unforgettable, beautiful experience to hear our Kenyan brothers and sisters praising our same God…I wish you all could hear it!)

On Wednesday, we mudded the first house. The widow’s group (about 60 widows) helped us, making the work go very,very quickly. Their laughter and joy blew me away. It was fun to watch the kids slowly come closer, and then hand us mud, constantly staring at this strange Mzungu (white person) who was obviously an amateur at mudding houses!

This group also showed me what a spirit of generosity looks like. We presented the widow with a few supplies for her new house (mattress, cooking pot, etc.), and a bag of corn (to be used to make Ugali) and a bag of small gifts for the group to divide among themselves. They, in turn, said they had a gift for us. I was expecting something like a small bag of vegetables–the widows are very poor, and now is the hungry season, when everyone is waiting for the harvest. They gave us gift after gift after gift, to the point that we were taking back more than we brought. Their faith was not a thing of words–God had provided for them through their American friends, and He would provide for them again.

I may receive many more gifts in my lifetime, but I don’t think any will compare with the time I was a proud co-owner of an assortment chickens and unidentified vegetables. ;)

Blessings, Friends!


P.S. We ended up giving the chickens to another widow who would be able to use them and not have to try to explain to airport security why there was something moving in her suitcase… :P

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Clouds are my friends


Did you know that freckles are called fly poop in Cambodia?

Ya, it came as an unpleasant surprise to me as well. It’s rather unfair because apparently Cambodians don’t have freckles. So when my North-Western skin got caught in the sun the other day, our van driver saw my arm (stocked with a fresh supply of extra-dark-just-popped-into-sight-and-definitely-looking-like-fly-poop freckles) and became very concerned for my health. It took a while to figure out why he was so worried. By the time I had figured out the confusion, the poor man was under the impression that I had suffered some horrible burn the night before. His eyes opened wide and he asked in a worried voice, “Fire? How?” The resulting conversion was rather long and I’m still not sure he understood in the end. Lesson of the day: The clouds are my friends.

More fun facts to come.



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