Our first team of 2012 consisted entirely of one family who decided to do more than spend 2 weeks at an all inclusive resort. The Sipkens’ not only work together throughout the year in their family business, they also decided to vacation together but with a purpose: to partner with the Samaritan Foundation in building a house for a needy family.
Their house…which was started by our local construction crew….was only 3 blocks high when the family arrived on the construction site the first day…but the young men replied…no problem dad, we can finish it in a week…right?
Laughter rang out at times as Ken & John shared stories of their youthful escapades while growing up together in the small town of Sarnia.
The first half of week 2…saw lots of rain. The bus couldn’t cross the river on 2 days, but thanks to Ermis’ pickup truck they were able to continue up the hill on their mission. Not to be outdone by their Haitain counterparts…the strong young men…and girls… gained a measure of respect for their diligence& commitment in getting the job done.
Their vacation of helping others also included time for ministry work. Grandma Sipkens’ and her friend Emmy, joined the family on most of their outreaches: feeding the kids, visiting a school,
the public hospital and worshipping in the Esperanza church,
but took time to rest and enjoy the sunshine at the resort while the rest of the family distributed food to a small Haitian community of Chichigua.
Thank you for donating your time and effort in changing the lives of another family when they received their new home. So when your friends ask you about your vacation………you can tell them it was a vacation like no other!!! 
Their house…which was started by our local construction crew….was only 3 blocks high when the family arrived on the construction site the first day…but the young men replied…no problem dad, we can finish it in a week…right?
Laughter rang out at times as Ken & John shared stories of their youthful escapades while growing up together in the small town of Sarnia.The first half of week 2…saw lots of rain. The bus couldn’t cross the river on 2 days, but thanks to Ermis’ pickup truck they were able to continue up the hill on their mission. Not to be outdone by their Haitain counterparts…the strong young men…and girls… gained a measure of respect for their diligence& commitment in getting the job done.
Their vacation of helping others also included time for ministry work. Grandma Sipkens’ and her friend Emmy, joined the family on most of their outreaches: feeding the kids, visiting a school,
the public hospital and worshipping in the Esperanza church,
but took time to rest and enjoy the sunshine at the resort while the rest of the family distributed food to a small Haitian community of Chichigua.
Thank you for donating your time and effort in changing the lives of another family when they received their new home. So when your friends ask you about your vacation………you can tell them it was a vacation like no other!!! 
Last month we received some Tim Horton boxes and were able to make more than 90 sets of jewelry which are going back to the manager of the Gleaners in Cambridge, Ontario. If you have a favorite brand please send Jane a note along with the cardboard ….we do custom orders also.
Paraiso has truly become a beautiful place to live…. even more so now. Under the tutorage of Larry Neese and using local labourers and volunteers,
what was once just a meeting place where people would sit on the roots of the big tree has now become a beautiful park with benches to sit on.
The ground in front of the cistern has become a beautiful garden and much more has changed.
Please check out our facebook page to see the before and after photos.
Give thanks with a grateful heart, give thanks to the holy one,
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Bright- eyed and bushy tailed we arrange to leave at 7:30 am, and after checking all the fluids in the truck & stopping at a nearby gas station to fill up we realized that we had forgotten to take the map along. A quick return trip home and we were off again. Across the mountain range on the “tourist” highway we swerved from one pothole to the next never exceeding more than 25 km per hour. A blind man and a crazy, drunk man (at 9 a.m.?)tried to flag us down but we were not to be deterred… we pressed onward even though the 40 km seems to take forever.
Oh, no…we accidentally missed the turnoff to the highway and had to find a place to turn around. There we sat, trying to crawl forward a few inches at a time with 4 lanes of traffic attempting to squeeze into 2, each vehicle edging into the slimmest of openings while darkness is fast approaching. Anyone who has ever been caught in this situation knows how stressful this can be. The bombero forced its way through the opposing traffic (with 3 smart taxi drivers directly on his tail), extinguished the car fire and promptly left. Finally, we were moving again. Happy trails or so we thought. We encountered several near misses as drivers would approach to pass between our truck and the vehicle in the next lane, only to actually get side swiped by a taxi as we entered the city of Santiago. Fact: 99% of the local drivers do NOT have any form of driver training/defensive driving skills or even have a driver’s license. The consequences of their actions do not seem to faze them at all and as we have been told many times before…no matter what causes the accident…it is always our fault…because we are white and have money to pay the damages. Defensive driving takes on an entirely new meaning in this light. Watching out for motorcycles with no lights at all and being blinded by the favoured high beams of the oncoming traffic our anxiety mounted.
After returning to the mail center in Santiago & unloading the cargo, glad that the rain had stopped, we finally were on our way home carrying the remaining mail for the North Coast members. At 11:30 pm we arrived home exhausted but safe. Thank you Lord for watching over our travels. I was glad to see there was one piece of mail for me…a Better Homes and Garden magazine which I will enjoy reading as I reflect back on our trip of the day, its perils and the joys of meeting fellow missionaries serving our Lord and Saviour.
Thank you Ermis for being my most capable chauffeur and man of God… who was asked today by a fellow missionary if I was his mom. I would be honoured to call you “son”.