Summer is here, and we have started our field trips each week with the infirmary residents to the Galina Breeze Pool for physical therapy. This is always a spectacular day for everyone. I had no idea how cherished it was until recently, when we were painting the outside of the men’s ward at the Centre. Christopher, who some of you may know, asked if he could help. With some hesitation, he was given a paint brush and a little paint.
Before long, several other residents joined him in their request to paint. Soon, we were looking like salt and pepper hitting a massive wall of color. It was hard work but fun as we saw so many of our golden children participating in painting “their” wall. At the end of the day, we were all covered in paint.
That’s when Christopher handed me this simple note, as I was leaving for the hotel: “Thank you for the field trip.” At first, I thought it was the pool therapy he was referring too, but he had not been to the pool yet this year. That’s when I realized that, sometimes, field trips can be right in the yard of the infirmary. It was actually his day of painting on his wall that broke up the monotony of the day, and fresh purpose was created. It made me smile and enjoy the moment of play.
Yes, summer has begun – come play with us at ACE! It brings out the kid in you again and certainly gives all our golden children at the infirmary purpose.
Marla and Allen
This week, Dr. Marie, a Board Member for ACE, gave her time and talent to begin the basic teaching structure for our new school. Everything starts with a vision of what can happen when great minds come together. These stickies are a picture of what the beginning of needs look like for our new school. Don’t strain your eyes, as we will be publishing a list of those needs for the school so it will be more readable. Pray that we get the land we have our eye on adjacent to the Campus that ACE desperately needs.
If you think farming is just a yard hobby, you haven’t been to the Green Life Farm with ACE. We are amazed at how just a few farmers from our community are able to turn a profit with scotch bonnet peppers. This month, our peppers are popping! So are the parents from child sponsorship programs.
One of our U.S. Volunteers noticed, when he was on the farm last year that our local staff didn’t have boots to work in while farming. Talk about meeting a need! This month, he came packing with boots, after inquiring about sizes. When the staff arrived for work, they were greeted with new boots! Instead of tattered sneakers, they now are ready for the farm — thanks to a volunteer who noticed there was a need and followed through to fill it.
Now what about the rest of us??? I’m a size 9? (smile)
Meet Mary Parker, or as she is known today as Mary Wagenblast, wife to a fantastic guy named Lee and mother of two boys under 10!
I have a painting hanging in my house of Mary and fellow iQuest teammates when she served with ACE in Jamaica in 2008. It’s a funny story about this painting. You see, this team thought they would give me a unique gift to remember them for years to come.
It seems that one or two of them met this Jamaican artist while in Jamaica and hired him to paint a picture of their group from a picture someone took of them during their stay. With much glee and excitement, they turned over the cash and the picture waiting for the completion of what they thought would be a lifetime image of the best iQuest team ever at ACE.
To this day, I have that picture in my house. (The closet) The memories and the images of Mary upstaged the artist’s ability to paint her. You see, Mary has a passion for the deaf, and no artist could capture her joy and enthusiasm.
We have a deaf son named Kal who works at the hotel. He’s 36-years-old now, but he was eight-years-old when I adopted him from a children’s home in Montego Bay many years ago. Mary and Kal were friends when she was here. When I adopted Kal, there were more deaf children in Jamaica than any other country per capita in the world. Now they are all adults. And, there is nothing in St. Mary that provides a social interaction and, even more, a spiritual challenge to these adults.
ACE is introducing a ministry for the deaf called Defining Moments. Now don’t hold us to the details, but there is a need for these deaf adults to have the same social interaction hearing adults experience. That’s where Mary comes in. We asked Mary to use her passion to sign several teaching series we love that do not have any deaf translations.
Without hesitation, Mary said yes! This was a confirmation that we are on the right track to moving our deaf friends closer to each other and further along their journey to find out who loves them more than anyone: Christ.
If you want to help with this new startup outreach called Defining Moments with ACE, please let us know. We need so many items to pull this off. We’ve already been given a projector for the DVDs. If you are interested in ministering to the deaf, please contact us, and let’s see where we can go from there.
Thank you, Mary! I think this is just the beginning – and perhaps you might be part of a better painting with all our deaf friends to send me. I promise I won’t keep it in the closet.
Marla & Allen
Allen and I just came from Dayton, Ohio, where we had the opportunity to share in the celebration of life of a wonderful woman with her family we consider to be our family and many friends.
I mention this because, you see, we only got to meet Chris Guy during her fight with cancer, to which she ultimately succumbed. Most of you, by the time you reach middle age, probably will witness the transition of friends and family that seemed to be taken too early in life.
While we were honored to get to spend the day after the celebration at the Guy home, with Steve Guy and his incredible family of eight children, their spouses, grandchildren and other relatives, I realized that it’s the relationships we’ve been given during our lifetime that really matter at the end of the day.
On the way home from our friends funeral, Allen and I watched a movie called Collateral Beauty with Will Smith. One of the lines in the movie was about a woman who never had any children of her own, but the words spoken to her from a coworker reminded me of a truth. “A person might not have come out of you, but many people have passed through you.” Wow, that sort of sounds like me and this ministry! I’ve been honored to have cultivated so many wonderful relationships over the years, and the number grows with each new team that comes down, but, sometimes, I forget the finer points of relationship-building.
This past month, as ACE volunteers experienced our first thrift sale of the year, many teenagers and adults saw Marla “blow a fuse”. It wasn’t dignified for me or anyone else watching. You see, I, too, get overwhelmed and tired and, well, just fleshy at some of the worst times. This was one of those times.
As I snapped out orders to these young excited adults, I realized too late how I had bruised their perception of me, this person God had put in charge of ACE. At the end of the day – and many people later – the entire day was a huge success for all of us. But not because of me.
That night, when I was invited to attend the group debrief, I sat and listened to what God was doing all week. And none of it was about me. Instead, it was about giving until it hurt, sharing until it felt comfortable, serving because no one else would do it. The impact went on and on. In fact, none of my bad behavior had tainted the acts that God had done during that day. His hand gently touched the hearts of each person in that meeting that week. Including mine.
I was reminded again that God doesn’t make mistakes, only His followers do. It’s not so much the mistakes you make in life but how quickly you recover from them that counts. That’s what I tell my interns and staff all the time, but I sometimes forget that myself. I was awed by the love this faithful group had expressed to me and by all that God is doing at ACE in Jamaica. It was that Grace card again. I felt very humbled and asked God to forgive me (again).
Thank you, God, for a great reminder that it’s not so much what comes out of us in way of production all the time but rather what flows through us daily – minute by minute – that reflects God’s kindness and mercy. Next time, I’ll be better because of You.
I’ve been blessed to work as the Stateside Logistics Coordinator for ACE for nearly two years, come August. Until February, every trip I’ve made to Jamaica so far has been more work-related, not with a team from beginning to end, so I was grateful to have a chance to come to the Men and Women’s Conference. There, the most extraordinary people came together to share four days of hard work, laughter and God’s blessings.
I was especially impressed with the lone teenager who came with her mom, surrounding herself with a sea of adult strangers and never blinking an eye. She was my daughter’s age, and, from the first day, I kicked myself for not having pulled my daughter out of school to experience this with me, knowing now that she would have had a friend. Every day that I watched this teen interact with school children or help on a task, I thought, “I wish my daughter were here.” Still, there was work to be done and no time for regrets.
As we came together on Sunday at church, I was pleased to hear the pastor give a shout out to ACE, telling the congregation about our wonderful conference that was to start that evening. It was a great moment when he asked Paul Jones, a member of our team, to lead everyone in song. It was a song I had never heard before, and it touched me deeply. Hearing the crowd sing along with him in unison, I truly could feel the Spirit of the Lord in the room. That moment stayed with me all week. Even better, each night at the conference when Paul led the crowd in praise and worship, that song was requested and sung, so I heard it every day.
After four days of breaking out of my comfort zone, leading small groups of local Jamaican women in discussion and prayer, hugging tons of people, and working hard with the team, I came home around midnight, exhausted and filled with peace. I said a quick hello to my daughter, who had stayed up to greet me. I told her she would have loved it, that I wished she’d had been there. She said, “I want to go next time! And you can tell me all about it tomorrow.” It was too late to go into details, so I wished her good night.
The chaos of the next morning brought no time for stories, and she rushed out past me with a “Love you, Mom! Glad you’re home! Gotta go!” on her way to school. Once she arrived, she texted me: “Sorry to rush out this morning. Talk later. By the way, I heard a song on Sunday that I loved! I thought you might like it, too. I’ve listened to it all week.” She texted me a link to a video.
You guessed it – it was the same song Paul had sung to the congregation on Sunday, the same song I’d heard all week on my head and at the conference every evening. She had been connected all along. God made sure of that. I had to take a deep breath at the wonder of it all.
Now that might seem like the end of the story, but as you know, God connects us in more ways than one. Bear with me, there’s more….
My mom had been sick and in a nursing home for the last seven years. Visits were often rushed, but I tried to slow down a bit and really have conversations with her about what’s happening outside her four walls. Her side of the conversation was usually about how sick she felt and what she wanted me to bring her from the grocery. It had been a hard mother-daughter relationship, but it was ours, and we had that unspoken love for each other.
Shortly after I returned from the Men and Women’s Conference, I visited her to tell her about my trip. I was especially excited to tell her about my God-wink (that is a term for coincidences guided by God) with my daughter and that song. She was amazed and smiled widely as I told her, and she immediately wanted to hear the song. I pulled up the link and, together, we watched the eight-minute video.
She didn’t say a word the whole time; I wasn’t sure she’d even watch the whole thing, but she did. She held my phone intently and let the song fill her room. When it was finished, she had tears in her eyes. I felt compelled to grab her hands and say, “You know God is here with you. I know it’s been hard.” And we prayed together, mother and daughter, for the first time that I can remember. We prayed for healing and for peace. That was not a normal thing for us to do out loud, but it felt right to spend a moment with each other, in God’s grace, knowing that He was holding us both.
I only had one more visit with my mom after that. On Holy Thursday, two weeks ago, she passed away unexpectedly.
My experience with ACE, my time at the conference, my interaction with my daughter, my attachment to a song… that became my finest moment with my mother, when we could hold hands and let God connect it all together. I am grateful for each and every coincidence that happens, every God-wink that brings my life meaning. The Spirit of the Lord will always connect the dots for us if we let Him.
This spring break was a good one for ACE. We had so many new volunteers that came with a fresh perspective of what we are all about. The last group that left us was one of our oldest, dearest partners at ACE: Mountain Lake Church. While we have so many partners that are precious to us, there is something special about the generations of people that flow through this church to serve ACE. You see, it all started with one person thirteen years ago wanting to expose his group to another culture. While that man is still in ministry, he has long left MLC and the original group that came is more than likely spread all over the States doing what they feel called to do, but this partner church keeps sending their best young people to serve with our ministry, thank the Lord!
Here is a great video showcasing God working through them:
Have you ever just not known what to do in a circumstance? We’ve all been there. Whether it’s choosing the right job, working out those difficult relationships that just don’t make sense, or perhaps choosing the right mate, whatever the situation — if you live long enough — a time will come where you don’t have the answers you need.
That’s where our need for God comes in. The Bible says that out of all the things that King Solomon could have asked God for, he asked him for Wisdom (I Kings 3:5-10). And wisdom is what God gave Solomon. The history books have King Solomon as the wisest and richest man to ever live on the earth, and that alone is worth reading his books Song of Solomon, Proverbs, and Ecclesiastes. However, reading Ecclesiastes can be depressing as Solomon seems to have done it all, experienced it all, and yet comes up empty. How can that be? Isn’t the “spice” of life filling enough? The experience of success, having multiple choices, being one’s own self — isn’t that what life is about?
According to Pastors Helen and George and the original men who began the Men and Women’s conference in 2008 in Jamaica with ACE, it’s empty without the supernatural wisdom of God interacting in and through us. This year’s conference was no exception. From a humble beginning in a rural church in St. Mary of six men to, this year, over 150 locals driving, walking, and taking taxis, this year’s event was magnificent. Thank you, Americans and Jamaicans, for giving tirelessly to the success of all three nights at the conference.
If you have never experienced the four-day Men & Women’s conference in February at Galina Breeze Hotel each year, it’s time you marked your calendar for this event. Every time, our understanding grows more and more as to why we were created and what our purpose is in this life. Except, our time together is always too short and fast. How about a whole week next year?
Anyone who has ever been to Jamaica with ACE knows real quick that Marla and the staff love animals almost as much as people. “After all,” Marla says, “they are God’s creation too.”
Currently, ACE owns ten dogs and a cat. All are rescued and were on their last legs, so to speak. Then there are the “outside” families of animals…. like Shelli Ann’s dogs. We have a Jamaican vet here who is giving us great discounts to neuter and spade our furry friends, but it’s still expensive. The costs to neuter these animals cost about $100US for everything: meds, surgery, and follow up. Doc Moses comes to our campus and performs the surgery right there.
A few weeks ago someone threw hot water on ACER at the office. We nurtured her for weeks. Aloe was the trick… and prayers. Today, her fur is growing back and the scars are not as bad as we thought they would be. I don’t know about you, but I pray for our pets. God and aloe have ACER where she is today.
Would you like to sponsor an animal? That’s not to take away from our children, but we can help our furry friends, too. If you’d like to donate to a fund we have set up for the animal bills, just PayPal us or send a donation to ACE and mark it “Animal Bills”. Our bills are around $1000US currently and it would be nice to know we can keep our dogs (and cat!) around . Thank you all for allowing me to be candid about animals. I know some of you are big dog lovers like we are. Normally, it’s all about the people. It’s just that, this time, these little ones seem be taking a beating in the community, and it’s hard not to intervene when they look up at us with such love.
Last November, the ACE Board of Directors met for our annual Board meeting in Jamaica. During that time, ACE was notified of what we would consider a critical desperate situation happening to one of our sponsored children in the Mason Hall community. The situation was worse than expected. Everyone, including the dogs, was starving, no food, no water, no place to live. Two children, ages three and six, live with a mother who is terminally ill.
Many of our Board Members were so moved by what was happening that several of us committed individual funds to get immediate shelter for Shelli Ann and her family. As we began, we didn’t have the full funding to complete the house, but we had volunteers coming down that would give us a day. Our construction team, lead by Foster, worked daily to get Shelli and her family under shelter. We even hauled water to the top of this hill to fill up barrels of water for them to cook, clean, and live.
Today, thanks to everyone who made this a priority, Shelli Ann and her children have a home. Well, not just a home, but a safe place, a bathroom to be completed by March using our recycled toilets and sinks from the hotel. Did I mention we are feeding her dogs and hoping to get them spayed? The family was seen last week by our doctors and dentists. They are not yet up to par for perfect health, but they are safe. Thank you to everyone for joining into this commitment to keep a woman and her children safe and well.