7 years ago today I almost died on my mountain bike.
big toe still hurts!!
how time flies when your having fun.
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Anonymous said…
goodness me Tone, thats gone quick, Laura,Sandra and I were in Debenhams at the time, a night we will never forget, God is good and obviously meant what he said about you going to Brazil, Heath xx
We are happy to announce the arrival of Teresa Heather Lewry! Born on Wednesday 2nd April at 4.42am weighing 7lb2oz (3.3kg) and 48cm long. Mum and Baby are well. The birth was a little complicated towards the end and Teresa needed to be incubated for a few hours to get over the shock!
Many of you may know that our friend, and the director of the charity we now work with, Michael Seelig is seriously ill in hospital. His Kidneys have stopped working. He is undergoing Dialysis to try and restart the kidneys and will have a biopsy to see if they can see what is happening. This is a hard time for the Seelig family. Gabriella, his wife, has had Chikungunya virus recently and not had great health. The Charity is due to start signing contracts and begin taking in children in the next few weeks. Please pray that Michael completely recovers from this. Please pray that his family will be at peace. Please pray for all the practical things that Michael is overseeing as the director of the charity. Please pray for strength that we would be able to support the family, continue with everything that needs doing and not feel overwhelmed by this situation. Thank you.
I have to admit that I was a little nervous last Monday afternoon. It was my first time in a Brazilian Favela. We were going to search for Chris, to see how he was getting on, if he had made it to school yet, and to let him know there are still people who care for him. When we first arrived I was a little surprised the area looked a lot like the one we live in here, called Santa Monica, which was one of the worst Favelas in Recife 10 years ago, but now is more of a "community". The area we arrived in was even more developed than our community, houses were painted and tiled, they had pavements and there was no litter on the floor. But we turned down a side road, parked up and entered a maze of shanty houses that were little more than a metre apart. People sitting in their doorways watching us go past. It felt very claustrophobic. I felt like an intruder, so obviously not from this part of the country. People sit on their doorsteps doing things together, it feels like you a...
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