"I returned to the Presbyterian Medical Clinic in Belize, 11 years older, no longer a newlywed, and with my two children by my side. Our family was instantly welcomed, both by clinic staff and by the community. Local children came to the clinic, asking our children to play. They enjoyed speaking a combination of English and Spanish together, sharing fruits from Belize and candy from the US with each other. And what a blessing it was to learn that one of the boys who had been playing with my son was a child I had met on our previous trip. In 2000 he was a gravely ill 3-day old boy that I held and prayed over during a long drive to the larger hospital in Orange Walk. I was afraid he would not even survive the trip, he was so dehydrated from a congenital bowel obstruction. Yet God had answered prayers, and now that boy was healthy, strong, and teaching my son soccer skills. The other clinic patients were kind, and so grateful for care. It was a privilege to ease a portion of their daily burdens through prayer, connection with the local church, or an improvement to their physical health."