This first on is from the neighborhood where we did home medical visits for the Micah Boys families after church on Sunday. The conditions ranged from horrendous to clean and tidy but still deep poverty. Most of the boys aren't orphans, they were just absorbed on to the streets when their parents own poverty or addictions made parenting impossible. I think this woman looks like she is in jail thanks to her poverty.
This is our church staff person for missions (Mary) giving a good bye hug to Wilmer one of the boys. Wilmer is 14 and has been using drugs and living on the street for a long time. He came to the Micah Project a year ago and has been in and out since. He just disappears for weeks at a time. The last time he ran away a decision was made not to go get him but to let him decide whether he wants to come back. He came back the day our team arrived. Mary is telling him to please stay at he house and don't leave any more.
These are the Micah Boys! We brought them all soccer jerseys with nicknames for each guy on the back. They are all so darn cute!
This is the dump where we did an afternoon of medical clinic and VBS type activities. The trucks come in and dump their loads and people run over to pick through the trash to find anything that might be usable or recyclable. Joining the people are the flies (it was thick), stray dogs, vultures and later in the day, cattle. I had a woman come an ask me for something for her nervousness. It was quite a contrast to the kind of people who are on meds for general anxiety here. A woman with three kids who eeks out a living picking through garbage vs a woman with three kids who finds traffic annoying. We had nothing to offer her.
Below is our surgeon with a man who showed us a huge ulcerated skin cancer on his chest. This is the kind of skin cancer your and I would go to the dermatologist and have taken off when it was the size of a mole. His was so big it was unremoveable (certainly in the field but I'm not sure anyone could have removed it.) The face on picture grosses my kids out so I didn't post that one.
Yours truly with a couple Micah guys after our good-bye dinner.
This is our church staff person for missions (Mary) giving a good bye hug to Wilmer one of the boys. Wilmer is 14 and has been using drugs and living on the street for a long time. He came to the Micah Project a year ago and has been in and out since. He just disappears for weeks at a time. The last time he ran away a decision was made not to go get him but to let him decide whether he wants to come back. He came back the day our team arrived. Mary is telling him to please stay at he house and don't leave any more.
These are the Micah Boys! We brought them all soccer jerseys with nicknames for each guy on the back. They are all so darn cute!
This is the dump where we did an afternoon of medical clinic and VBS type activities. The trucks come in and dump their loads and people run over to pick through the trash to find anything that might be usable or recyclable. Joining the people are the flies (it was thick), stray dogs, vultures and later in the day, cattle. I had a woman come an ask me for something for her nervousness. It was quite a contrast to the kind of people who are on meds for general anxiety here. A woman with three kids who eeks out a living picking through garbage vs a woman with three kids who finds traffic annoying. We had nothing to offer her.
Below is our surgeon with a man who showed us a huge ulcerated skin cancer on his chest. This is the kind of skin cancer your and I would go to the dermatologist and have taken off when it was the size of a mole. His was so big it was unremoveable (certainly in the field but I'm not sure anyone could have removed it.) The face on picture grosses my kids out so I didn't post that one. 
Yours truly with a couple Micah guys after our good-bye dinner. 
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