Saturday, September 3
The End of Our Wedding...
At the end of the day, the unpacking of these boxes is kinda like marriage. Your life together starts out like this...
unpacking all these boxes, figuring out how to deal with the mess that you came together as...
you start to find the treasures, put yourselves, your "new" selves together over the year...
and you never quite make it into even rows, perfect in all ways, but you make it work. Even 14 months later, when the wedding ends.
Thursday, September 1
Today...
I agreed, but turned around and went back to bed because I knew I wasn't going to make it 10 hours without the STRONG temptation to eat. One of those "remove temptation from you" decisions, if you know what I mean.
11:30, I missed a call from ANAD, the company I was interviewing with because I was cleaning the house, but I called back as soon as I saw that I missed the call (I got their voicemail).
1:30, they returned the call and extended a job offer!
We're extremely speechless... all we can say is: Thank. You. Lord.
More next time on what exactly ANAD is and what I'll be doing :) In the meantime, thank you to all of you for your prayers yesterday and this morning. Prayer works!
Wednesday, August 31
Maybe, no Definitely
Almost as if we forgot we watched Him provide for two years in Guatemala.
This weekend, on our way back from Holland (visiting Jordan's family), we listened to Jim Samra/Calvary's sermon from the 4th of July. At the beginning of our trip home, we talked about my job search and one potential upcoming position and our almost lack of faith.
Long story short, his sermon was about prayer and the importance of prayer. The sermon struck so close to home... it was time to get on our knees and fast.
Let me tell you, we've been prayin. And we're not sure if this job is going to work out and we don't think that praying will force it to work out, but we know He's listening.
Jordan's mom called me today to let me know they were praying for us, an hour later, the company I am interviewing at called for a list of references... a little sign that I'm moving through the process. I sent a little prayer above and within an hour, Karen (my boss/co-worker) at Franklin Property texted to say that she just spoke with the company as a reference. Prayer works.
Will you join us in prayer for a job, but more importantly, our trust?
Maybe that's what this whole experience is all about... trust. Wait, it's not a maybe, it's a definitely.
Why is it so hard to trust God's provision here, why was it so much easier in Guatemala?
Monday, August 29
DIY Martha Stewart Paper Doily Place Cards
White cardstock
Doilies (5" square)
Exacto Knife
Boning Tool and Board
Extra Strength Glue Stick
Cutting board/scissors
Cutting mat
Step 2: Create Number and Name Pieces
Each table number card: 2.5" x 1.5"
Each name card: 2" x 1"
Step 3: Cut out Number and Name Pieces
Step 4: Make Doily Envelopes
Step 4b: Cut Front Flaps
Step 5: Construct a Place Card
Monday, August 8
Count Your Blessings...
Wednesday, July 27
Summer Newsletter


It's a little confusing, but it is a trifold, start with the picture of us on the very left, work your way down, then back up. You'll get there eventually...
If you aren't on our mailing list, check out our Summer Newsletter here! It's a tad out of date, but everyone just started receiving it. We are still in need of financial support as we're moving and starting in a new city, a new everything. If you would like to support us in our final weeks, click this link: I want to support Jordan & Rachel!
Stay tuned for more updates :)
Saturday, April 23
Two Posts in ONE Day!
Thank you to Randall Darby who put all of this together for us!
Keep reading for our latest update...
So Much for My New Year's Resolution
High School Retreat: Simply amazing... not only did we get to know our high schoolers more, but we pulled off a victory over all the other classes with the 10th graders! The theme was spies and we were the Pink Panthers.
The weekend was truly epic.Kelli's Visit: Although we didn't get to do much (Jordan and I had to work while she was here), we still had a ton of fun hanging out and taking some much needed time to catch up.
Valentine's Day Fundraiser: The 10th graders made quite a profit on the annual fundraiser, it was an excellent way to celebrate the "holiday."
Servant Days: We packed them up and drove off to Santiago Atitlan to work with Pastor David.
Intermissions: What a wonderful trip! We were able to spend two days by the pool, sleep in a hotel, and worship and learn from other missionaries in Guatemala. They even set up massages, pedicures, manicures, and haircuts for us.
My mom's Visit: She flew down on her first time out of the United States with her first passport to come and see us. Give her a round of applause! We
Semana Santa/Joanna's (my cousin) Visit: She's here right now. And we've spent the last few days watching movies and hanging out, but we'd all say the highlight of the trip was the beginning. She came in on Sunday night and we took off to the Decameron (an all-inslusive resort) about 4 hours from home in El Salvador. We're tanned, smiling, and relaxed - it's been awesome.
Talent Show: Hasn't happened yet (May 6th), but it is coming, and coming fast. All of the acts have been selected, ticket sales start Monday, and rehearsals are underway. We'll let you know the winners in two weeks!Saturday, January 15
Starting Semester 2
Well, at least it provided me with the time to sit down and take a second to write a new update on the blog. Jordan and I are back in Guatemala and off to a running start, but this semester is nothing like the last. School has a routine, church has a routine, Risa has a routine, and we have routine. If you know anything about Jordan and I, if there is a routine, then everything is going well.
As I was laying in bed this morning, thinking about our life and our future, something (or rather, someone) popped right in. It was Mrs. Pelton. Now, if you know who I am talking about, you have already smiled because you, you remember Mrs. Pelton, too. Mrs. Pelton was my K-6 principal at Southfield Christian and probably the best, most qualified, loveliest principal in the entire world. If Mrs. Pelton was 5" tall, I would be surprised,
but no one realized that until they were 14 or 15, even 16 and they themselves were over 5" tall. I believe that speaks to her personality and ability to lead. That being said, every Friday morning, Mrs. Pelton would lead worship during Elementary Chapel. I went to a Christian school, affiliated with a Baptist church; most of you can imagine the 80s-90s songs we sang. This early morning, one in particular came to my mind: "They that wait upon the Lo-o-rd, shall renew the-ir stren-en-ength. They shall mount up on wi-ngs like ea-gles, they shall run and not grow wea-ry, they shall walk and not grow faint. Teach me Lord, teach me Lo-ord, to waaait." Now that speaks to Mrs. Pelton's ability to spiritually impact a 6-year old for at least 15 years.And that, perfectly describes our situation here and now. Jordan and I must learn in these coming weeks to wait on the Lord. We're turning 24 in the next few weeks, I think we're old enough to handle that. :)
Like I said, school is going well, albeit, still crazy, but even my mom, who has been teaching for years can tell you that never changes.
Every other week, the secondary students have a little "Spirit Day" competition. So, on Thursdays, they choose a theme and each grade competes against each other. Jordan and I are 10th grade advisers, so we are invited to dress up, also. Many
of you have probably seen the pictures from "Christmas Day" where Jordan and I were Santa and Mrs. Claus and the kids were our "elves." Well, this past week, we took it a step farther and we think we brought Spirit Days to a whole new level. It was "Retro Day" and we needed to pull something big in order to catch up to the other classes that were getting "creative" points. The instructions: dress up as someone would dress from the 40s-80s. Naturally, we decided that we needed to dress up as zombies. Why? One tenth grader is a big Michael Jackson fan. So, he dressed up as MJ and we filled in as the rest of the cast from Thriller. Like, I said, we brought Spirit Days to a whole new level.As for the rest of the semester, if you could keep these dates in mind and in prayer. We have a lot going on about every other week until April, if not the last day of school in May. I made a New Year's Resolution to follow-up on the blog with every major event, so stay tuned.
January 20th-22nd: High School Retreat (Jordan is leading worship in 5 chapel services as we spend time getting to know our high schoolers more)
January 21st: The big 2-4 for Jordan
January 30th: The big 2-4 for Rachel
February 10th-15th: Kelli (MOH) is coming to visit!!!
February 14th: Valentine's Day Fundraiser sponsored by the 10th grade
February 17th-19th: Servant Days (a mini-mission trip we are taking with our 10th graders)
February 25th-27th: Intermissions (a conference of rejuvenation for all missionaries in Guate; if you remember, Jordan wrote about it in last spring's newsletter)
March 5th-12th: Wheaton BreakAway (our team from Wheaton is coming down for the mission trip Jordan is leading)
April 2: High School Banquet (we'll go as sponsors)
Unknown dates: CAG Talent Show sponsored by the 10th grade, lots of other friends and family visitors :), hopefully, getting time to breath
Well, that's about all, it's 8:37am now and our day is about to begin. I hear Jordan's coffee brewing already. Thank you for reading and we love you. Shoot us an email or Facebook us, we would love to hear from you!
Sunday, October 31
What happens after zero?
So Harvest Fair. Each year the secondary puts on a carnival as a fund raiser for each classes
' Senior trip. This year's theme was "Alice in Wonderland" but don't let that limit you to the amazing creativity of each of the grade's and their booths. All the classes showed astounding creativity, but putting biases aside, I would say the Sophmores had the best booths. The first booth was a pool-noodle Fighting Booth, fully-equipped with a balance beam and gym mats to cushion the fall. Our second booth was the less lethal Fishing Booth. This booth included all the perks including a toddler size pool, magnets, and more candy than you can shake a stick at. Even with those two Rachel and I are doing great. We have our arguments but that's where the real growth happens I think. Harvest Fair was a blast working with the kids but I can honestly we're both looking forward to a little rest and relaxation over Thanksgiving Break. Only four weekends away...
PS. Stay tuned for the URL for the CAG musical "You're A Good Man Charlie Brown" coming soon!
Wednesday, September 29
A Tourist
Yet as every tourist's vacation continues on, they begin to long for home. "Well," they think, "this has been fun, I've seen lots, but I am ready to go back." Vacation cannot last forever. They told me, at about 3-4 weeks in, it would hit you. Homesickness. I whispered to myself, "Nah, I'm LOVING this tourist life! Why would I miss home? Miss home? That's for weaklings, simpletons, not newly married wives on the bring of a brand new adventure!" Ask Jordan how I was doing at Week 3...
By then, I found a reason to complain or cry about anything, to avoid thinking of my blessings, to avoid the hurt. It's cold. It's rainy. My heart is still at 'field Zone and walking the halls of Birney. This is definitely NOT the land of eternal spring... helllooo, I signed up for tro-pi-cal! Kelli is going to Detroit, it's the first time ever that I haven't been there, I need to be there, too. How come the year I come down here, it is the rainiest season in all of Guatemala's history, topping at 7 feet so far and not expected to stop anytime soon? I hate doing laundry, because I hate hanging clothes! I loved Christmas before, it really is the best, but now that it means I get to go home, is it December, yet? November?
And then, I heard it. Myself.
The ugly black crawled in - albeit, I let it - and took over my poppy red. (Seems like a good enough color for me.) I let that door slip open a tiny millimeter, I complained it was cold, and Satan slipped right in (he didn't even warm me up, geez, how rude). I need to apologize to my husband, and more importantly, to my Lord.
And now, I can hear it. Him.
Stop. Wait. Look. I've put you here. I have put you here. You see that little girl, the one who's mother passed away? She needs you. You see those students, they are teenagers literally caught between two worlds? They need you. See your husband, waiting patiently for you to come around? He needs you. You see my creation? You serve in it. I can tell, you're a bit mixed up. You have prayer warriors all over and you have Me, that is all you need. Wait and I will renew your strength.
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As I sat down to write this post, I remembered an Oldie that I heard on the radio when I was little, about a "traveling man." So, I opened YouTube and searched and Ricky Nelson popped right up. I thought to myself, "Oh yes! That's it! I'll use the words from this song to describe how I feel." I'm not sure how many of you know and remember the words to Ricky's sweet crooning tune. If you do, you are probably laughing at me right now, because you know that leaving the heart of a different pretty girl from town to town does not quite describe my situation.
Last weekend, we went on a retreat with our tenth graders. The wonderful hosts shared this with us and I make it my prayer for you and I ask that you make it your prayer for me... That Christ may reveal in us the ability to see through His eyes.
Before I sign off, stop by and visit Ricky Nelson on YouTube.
Much love, Rachel
P.S. We are so excited as home is coming to us. Brie is coming down the October 13th for a long weekend and Mom and Dad (Underwood) come down the 22nd! We're waiting on the rest of you, let's go, time to get on that!
P.P.S. For those of you who read our blog to find out about the dog, Risa is fine :)
Monday, September 6
Risa's Guate
It's been quite the crazy few weeks – my parents are always coming and going. To get them back for it, I try to wake them up every morning at about 6, it keeps them fresh, plus, they feed me to get me to leave them alone. Works every time. Then, at night, I'm brave now, so I go up on the roof and bark at all the dogs. I always hear my parents calling my name, I think they miss me when I go up there. Absence does make the heart grow fonder.
When we first got here, after my encounters with scary airport people and loud engines, they had Teacher Orientation and they would leave me in my kennel. Those days were the best, because they would come home at lunch to play. I overheard them talking that
they learned a lot of new teaching techniques, I'm glad it was useful. Now, their lunch break is shorter and I've proven my maturity, so they leave me in the family room instead of the crate. I pretty much tricked them into letting me out of the kennel by chewing up one of my crate pillows and, boy, were they unhappy. But, boy, did it work...humans. And when they are home, I don't get on the furniture, but, when they leave or go to bed, I definitely only sleep on the couches. They made me a bed of hard pillows and scratchy quilts! Couch versus pillows and quilts, couch versus pillows and quilts; like I said...humans. Now, they come home right after school to let me out or take me back with them. I prefer to stay at home, school is a little scary, especially during basketball practice.
I know my “mom” is teaching K-2, Middle School, and High School Physical Education and English 10. They keep her pulling her hair out, but I know she is enjoying them. As for my “dad,” he's even busier than mom... he's teaching the same classes as last year (Bible 9, US History 8, Economics - 2nd Semester, High School Physical Education, and Weights Elective), but he even picked up a sixth! He's also doing Bible 10, my parents enjoy the 10th graders.
I met a few of them this weekend. 11 of them (half of the whole class) came over to help paint our bedrooms. I didn't have much fun that day, they were all loud. I kept trying to get under the bed, instead, I accidentally ran into the wall and covered myself in paint. Mom spent the better part of the next few days picking the paint out of my fur... oops.
Dad is still doing piano lessons after school, volunteering at the youth group and leading worship on Sunday nights at church. Mom signed up to be the assistant basketball coach and she loves it, but she will be excited for the end of the season. I'm the mascot, they even named a play after me!
Pray for my parents, they need it. Mom's been a little sick and really hurt her back after painting. And dad, he's just so busy... he does play with me every night though, don't worry. They are going to cut back because it's too much. There is always work to be done in ministry, but they can't tackle it all.
Shoot, gotta run, they'll be home soon and the roofs are calling me. We love all of you!
PS: Tell Bella I'm learning some Spanish, I'll share it with her when I come home. Te amo, chica!
Monday, March 15
Adios 3rd Quarter!
Both were tiring fast and the throws were becoming lazier and lazier until the boy made a fateful mistake. Moving to close to the girl without a ball for protection, the girl summoned all her strength for one last lob, nailing him right in the arm. Girls win! I've never seen so much excitement run through a group of kids like that and it was probably the most entertaining sight in a long time.
Wednesday, February 17
Servant Days!
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Enjoy!!!!!
Monday, February 8
5k Fun Run
January 30th marked the 5th annual "Fun Run" here at CAG. I'm not sure where they got the title from but I assure you, racing for a little over 3 miles in the hills of San Cristobal is anything but "fun".I definitely should have thought a little bit more about everything I had to loose by choosing to run in this little race. First, I'm the P.E. coach. Secondly I'm the weight training coach, and third I'm the soccer coach. Basically I'm the one person on campus who SHOULD win this race! (not to mention the one everyone wants to beat!)So there I was, the day of the race and definitely a little nervous. The countdown began and I was loading up a pump-up jam on my iPod while some of the other soccer players are talking trash about leaving me in the dust. The gun goes off and 20 minutes later I crossed the finish line, maintaining my reputation as a credible coach...for at least this year.(definitely thinking of retiring!)
This weekend CAG is doing something pretty cool. Every year we take a weekend and serve the community in some way, shape or form. The Freshman class this year is going to Nebaj, which is more than a hop, skip and a job away. It is a 5 hour car ride on dangerous roads but the family that lives there has assured us that they've never had problems. Please pray for us as we make this journey to this community. Pray that God would use this time for us to bond as a class and for the kids to grow in the their walk with Him. I will be sure to let you know how it goes!
Photo: Heather and I after the race. Heather is the 2nd grade teacher from Caledonia. Small world!
Monday, January 25
Semester 2: Back with A Vengeance
History, Bible, Economics, Physical Education, Weight Training, Student Council, Worship leader, and accompaniment for the winter musical. I think it's fair to say that this semester is kicking off with a vengeance. Economics (the class I picked up) has been a blast. Finally teaching in my majored in college definitely helps too! But I need to tell you all this story. Have you ever heard of the game "Bigger or Better"? It's a fairly simple ice-breaker game where teams are given a paperclip and sent out around a public area to trade for something bigger or better using no money and playing for keeps. Well we were covering exchange in economics and I thought "What a great game to play?" Now, I didn't exactly ask the powers-that-be in the school if this would be alright, I just simply chose to live by the saying it's better to ask forgiveness than permission. So out they go, 4 groups of 4 students each out to scavenge the school for things bigger and better. Now students did come back with some interesting things (phones, boxes of tea, aloe vera) but bar-none, the winner goes to the group that brought back a computer monitor! A real-life, working monitor. It was unbelievable and, I thought, a great start to a crazy semester!
Tuesday, December 15
A Very Merry Christmas
This semester has been full of first for me in so many ways. First year teaching, first Thanksgiving away from family, and my first time creating finals (although oddly satisfying!). For me this has been a year of firsts but for our Director and his wife, Joe and Sharon Rosa, this is a year of good-byes. Joe and Sharon have been here at CAG for 15 years and on the mission field for 27 years. Personally, I have known them for three years this March and they are a big reason I am here serving in Guatemala. This past Saturday was our faculty Christmas party/lunch and Joe and Sharon made it an absolutely delight. Joe dressing up like "Joe the Elf" and delivering Christmas gifts to all the faculty is just a perfect representation of his care and devotion not only to CAG but to all us teachers as well. I am so grateful for everything they have meant to me over the time that I have been here and I hope you will join me in praying for them as they search God's calling for this next stage in their ministry.
Thursday, December 3
Happy Thanksgiving to me!
Missing a major holiday (especially one so "American") is hard to make up for, no matter how exciting the trip. I would have to say that by the end of the trip, I had forgotten what Thanksgiving even was! This was SUCH an amazing trip. El Salvador is gorgeous but that is not the coolest thing. Although there was surfing, reading, kayaking, swimming, laying by the pool, and all those other wonderful things about a getaway that we love, the awesome thing was the impact on the community. I went with the Osborn family from school. Dave and Many are teachers and their kids attend CAG (Spencer (18) and Nicolas (14) are in the photo). They have chosen to vacation with a purpose. El Zonte, our destination, is just a spot on the map. It has a few hostels (very basic!) but has amazing waves for surfing so this family has chosen to combine their love of the water with their desire to serve God by serving this community.
Monday, November 23
Four Months and A Membership Card

This past Thursday marked four months that I have been living in Guatemala. It's amazing how time flies...but also how easy the money does as well! That's why many people here (as I'm sure many of you do as well) participate in membership shopping such as Costco, Sam's Club, etc. Well I've been going to our equivalent of those American stores known as Pricesmart once a month since I've been here. It has always been a hassle though because I am always needing to time it with someone else and make a day of it. This Thursday though that all changed with the acquisition of my very own Pricesmart card. Now some of you may be wondering "Why does this matter at all?" Let me explain: with the simple act of purchasing a membership card here I really feel as though in a small way I'm putting roots down here. I'm investing in the country, in the way of life. I'm not simply trying to "survive" anymore but really learning how to "live" here. It's a funny thing how much a little card with your face and name on it can mean. Take it as you may but after only four months it's amazing the familiarity I feel with this country.
Monday, November 16
When you and I have a birthday, a few people remember and maybe some even call. When the Marine Core has a birthday, everyone knows about it! November 7th was the celebration of it's 234th year being established and let me tell you, your tax dollars were never harder at work. The US Embassy spared no expense in throwing the biggest and loudest ball that Guatemala will have all year. And here's the best part: I was able to surprise Rachel with a ticket to come and join me for it. It was an incredible night. The ceremony was one of tradition and honor and it was a privilege to witness the history of the marines and the testimony from marines current and past. After the ceremony came the dancing and it was a blast. I felt truly blessed that Rachel could come and visit and look forward to Christmas when I'm able to see the rest of my family.
