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	The children are so cute and sweet here. You can't help but fall in love with them.
	This is a brother Lazaro (Lazarus), a pastor in Cuajanicuilapa, Guerrero. (Even Mexicans have a hard time pronouncing that name!) The smile on his face reveals the excitement of owning a bicycle for the first time in his life. We brought 2 bikes down this trip. One for him and the other for Francisco. (the brother in the picture below...)
	Francisco is a testimony of tremendous courage and faith. God is raising him up as a pastor for an indigenous group. He relates stories of accidentally walking on the backs of alligators in the middle of the night and being chased by them. But he says he's not afraid because he know God is with him! wow!
	My little green bug was our means of transportation to get from one village to another. This particular night after a church service, those that lived close by went home and some 7 brothers needed a ride because they lived farther away. I said, "Well, it looks like whoever fits in the bug goes!" (all in good humor) Needless to say, all 7 fit in the bug. I don't know how, but they did!
	This is brother Juan's church. You see him on the left with the Bible in his hand. It's a small, adobe church which means it's like an oven inside. But we praised with all our might anyhow. I'm amazed at how these people are so dedicated and passionate for Jesus.
	Welcome to Cerro de las Tablas. Here there once was a church and we are praying that we can help them build a stronger one with concrete pillars. (The one they had fell down.) Pray for them as well. They are persecuted and ridiculed for the faith by the whole village.
	This little boy chased me down for a present. We had given some little things to children in his village and were about to leave, but somehow he got left out. So he came running after me. Oh, that we can bring the love of Jesus to these little ones. May be raised in loving, Christian homes.
	This is Huajintapec, a village lost at the end of a gravel mountain trail. This is pretty much jungle life out here. The love and earnest hunger for God still cannot be hidden, though! Oh, how I love the dear brothers that live such deprived, yet fulfulled lives. Don't know how that can be, but it is. Although we have so much as Americans, I sometimes think we lack so much...