<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5255070817947595972</id><updated>2012-01-09T08:03:50.769-05:00</updated><category term='trust'/><category term='contentment'/><title type='text'>Holly's Happenings</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://midwifemissionary.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5255070817947595972/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://midwifemissionary.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Holly Findley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18183678123060530499</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QRjaQLEwR3s/TRthto_d7RI/AAAAAAAAALw/HfH4fODJ3RY/S220/IMG_0590.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>25</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5255070817947595972.post-6299882047355165118</id><published>2011-01-09T20:15:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2011-01-09T20:38:00.881-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Blessings from above</title><content type='html'>I've been mindful this Sunday of the blessings that God has bestowed on me. He is starting to provide for this next phase of our ministry, and has been healing and growing and preparing me for what is to come. The biggest hurdle that Daniel, Sarah and I were facing as we prepare for going to Mozambique was finding someone to handle receiving support money for Sarah and Daniel while we are overseas. This is so important for a missionary... it's virtually impossible to leave the country if you don't have someone back home to manage that for you.(Just a little side note to say THANK YOU! to Central Community Church for being so gracious and doing all of that for me. What a huge blessing you are!) And just last night Sarah and Daniel got the email they had been waiting for from an organization who's sole purpose is to bless missionaries by handling finances, letting them know that all is ready for them to start raising funds for our Mozambique trip! Yay! Now the preparation really starts! This is probably the most exciting (and faith growing) time for me as I wait on God to provide what I need for heading back to the mission field. It always comes... not always as fast as I would have chosen had it been up to me, but always in God's perfect time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's crazy how close this next trip is coming up already. I've only been back in the USA for about 6 weeks and now we're getting ready to leave in that same amount of time. The highlights of my time in the US so far? Thanksgiving dinner, Christmas baking, family and friends, some good quality time with my sewing machine, and sleeping in the same bed for more than a couple of weeks. I absolutely love my time out on the field, but it has been good to be home.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5255070817947595972-6299882047355165118?l=midwifemissionary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://midwifemissionary.blogspot.com/feeds/6299882047355165118/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5255070817947595972&amp;postID=6299882047355165118' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5255070817947595972/posts/default/6299882047355165118'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5255070817947595972/posts/default/6299882047355165118'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://midwifemissionary.blogspot.com/2011/01/blessings-from-above.html' title='Blessings from above'/><author><name>Holly Findley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18183678123060530499</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QRjaQLEwR3s/TRthto_d7RI/AAAAAAAAALw/HfH4fODJ3RY/S220/IMG_0590.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5255070817947595972.post-2393434451170913841</id><published>2011-01-03T10:33:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2011-01-03T10:54:08.515-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='trust'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='contentment'/><title type='text'>A few of my random, jumbled thoughts...</title><content type='html'>Whenever I talk to people about my dreams to go to Africa and my unique position of being open and available for just about anything that God could bring my way, the response is very often, "What an exciting time in your life!" And it really is exciting to think that any time now, God will open that door and all of this training and preparation will finally be put to use for whatever it is that God has planned for me to do. More often though, I feel intimidated by the unknown. It's scary not knowing what the future will hold... something that probably every person on earth can relate to at least at some point in their life. I like having a plan. I like knowing what the next step is going to be. It's not easy to be content while I wait. I'll admit that I'm often discontent and I often have to repent and ask God to increase my faith. Why am I  not more content when I know that God's plan has always been best in the past? Why haven't I learned that I can trust that He's got a reason for putting me in this place that I'm at now? Perhaps one day I will be the christian that I wish I was now... one that is content and at peace while waiting on God's perfect will. Until then, I suppose it's something to keep my on  my knees.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5255070817947595972-2393434451170913841?l=midwifemissionary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://midwifemissionary.blogspot.com/feeds/2393434451170913841/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5255070817947595972&amp;postID=2393434451170913841' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5255070817947595972/posts/default/2393434451170913841'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5255070817947595972/posts/default/2393434451170913841'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://midwifemissionary.blogspot.com/2011/01/few-of-my-random-jumbled-thoughts.html' title='A few of my random, jumbled thoughts...'/><author><name>Holly Findley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18183678123060530499</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QRjaQLEwR3s/TRthto_d7RI/AAAAAAAAALw/HfH4fODJ3RY/S220/IMG_0590.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5255070817947595972.post-9059606873279718210</id><published>2010-12-29T11:11:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2010-12-29T11:15:05.426-05:00</updated><title type='text'>December 2010 Newsletter</title><content type='html'>It is good to be home! God is good, and has blessed me so much while I was in Africa. He used each place I was at to teach me something. I wanted to share with you about my last few months in Africa, and let you know what the next step is going to be.&lt;br /&gt; I started out by heading to Abeche, Chad in July to stay with the Broten Family. I spent six weeks with them and helped with the delivery of baby Hadassah. We had some great late night conversations about missions, unreached people groups, and what it’s like raising a family in a Muslim culture. Being in Chad, I had the opportunity to see a new side of missions that I hadn’t seen before. The Broten’s other missionaries there in Abeche are reaching out to a largely unreached people group. All the other places that I have travelled to previously had well established churches and missionaries that had been there for some time. So seeing missionaries spending their time trying to build relationships with people who hadn’t heard the Gospel really made me think about what my priorities are as a missionary. It reminded me of the need to make sharing the Good News the most important thing. I may be going in as a midwife, but that is just the way to get in and build relationships with people so that I can tell them about how much Jesus loves them. &lt;br /&gt;     After leaving Chad, I met up with Sarah and Daniel Bell in Kenya. We stayed with Bob and Ann Tayloe and Sarah and I had the opportunity to volunteer in a hospital in Kijabe. We both delivered babies in Kijabe, and Sarah had the opportunity to help a missionary family who had come down from where they work in central Kenya for the birth of their baby. &lt;br /&gt;    From Kenya, we went to Malawi and stayed with the Chale family in a village outside of Kenya. They were such a blessing to us, and it was wonderful to see old friends from when I lived in Malawi.  I think the best part of being in Malawi was seeing the people that first touched my heart for missions. We spent a lot of time going to surrounding villages and talking to people and getting an idea what their needs are and learning about the best approach to helping people in that kind of situation. &lt;br /&gt; From Malawi, Sarah, Daniel and I bused to Mozambique. We stayed at the orphanage that was formerly Teen Missions and the place that Sarah worked at for a year. It was amazing seeing the place that made Sarah fall in love with Africa and meet the kids that touched her heart so much. While in Mozambique, we got to meet several missionaries in the area and made a lot of new connections. &lt;br /&gt; The three of us then flew back to Kenya for some time of rest and to talk and pray about what our next step is. I think we all needed some time to become refreshed and debrief for a time. While in Kenya, I met Charity Lanman who I had been emailing before leaving the US about possibly visiting her clinic in southern Sudan. She asked me to consider postponing my flight home and come help out in her clinic for a few weeks. It seemed crazy at first, but after praying about it, decided that it was an open door from the Lord that I needed to walk through it. After a while longer in Kenya helping Charity to get the necessary supplies together for going back into Sudan, we flew into the village of Nyinbuli, southern Sudan. It was really incredible there, and I learned so much during my two and a half weeks at the clinic there. The people in the area, mostly from the Dinka tribe, walk for hours to come to the clinic in Nyinbuli as it is the only medical facility around. One lady who came to us had been walking for over four hours while bleeding heavily from an incomplete miscarriage when she arrived at the gate. Others came for everything from malaria and tetanus to simple coughs and diarrhea. It was an amazing time in Sudan, and I loved every minute of it.&lt;br /&gt; The next step for Sarah, Daniel and I is in Mozambique. There is a missionary family working there who is going on furlough back in Australia and they have asked us to stay in their house and help with the administration of an elementary school that they run for the village near their home while they are away resting and reconnecting with friends and family.  Sarah and I are also hoping to start a women’s group, do some health and nutrition classes with them, and build relationships with the women in the area. We will be flying to Mozambique the middle of February and will be there for six months. Please consider coming along side of Sarah, Daniel and I with this next step. And more than anything, we covet your prayers. And thank you so much for your prayers over the last few months. Each of you blesses me more than you can know.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5255070817947595972-9059606873279718210?l=midwifemissionary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://midwifemissionary.blogspot.com/feeds/9059606873279718210/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5255070817947595972&amp;postID=9059606873279718210' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5255070817947595972/posts/default/9059606873279718210'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5255070817947595972/posts/default/9059606873279718210'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://midwifemissionary.blogspot.com/2010/12/december-2010-newsletter.html' title='December 2010 Newsletter'/><author><name>Holly Findley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18183678123060530499</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QRjaQLEwR3s/TRthto_d7RI/AAAAAAAAALw/HfH4fODJ3RY/S220/IMG_0590.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5255070817947595972.post-9055576780241602691</id><published>2010-05-26T14:22:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2010-05-26T14:25:09.522-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Learning to Trust- May newsletter</title><content type='html'>&lt;meta equiv="Content-Type" content="text/html; 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How privileged, and yet how vulnerable to be placed in a situation where all my needs truly are met by God. It’s not always easy, and I find myself having to remind myself continually that God will provide, that my “heavenly Father knows that you need all these things.” (Matthew 6:32b) It’s so easy to get discouraged, and I definitely have days when I forget to believe what the Bible says about God, and how He cares deeply for us and will provide what we have need of. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 115%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 8pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 115%;"&gt;This stretching and growing process is definitely a result of the circumstances that God has put in my life at this time, and the direction that He has led me in. The money I need in order to buy a plane ticket to Chad in July is slowly trickling in, and I’m still not near the amount that I need yet. And until I get the money and buy my plane ticket, I can’t start the visa process; something that needs to begin &lt;u&gt;very soon&lt;/u&gt;. It’s sometimes hard not to question God, and wonder why He would tell me to do something and then not provide a way for me to do it. But, He has been challenging me to trust Him again in a new and deeper way and to rest in the knowledge that He has indeed called me to go to Chad this summer and that He will make a way for me to go. Resting in that knowledge sounds like such a wonderful thing… rest… but oh! it’s so difficult to actually do! Pray for me during this time. Pray that I will be able to trust Him more, and that I will not worry. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 14pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 14pt;"&gt;Introducing the Broten’s!&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 8pt;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;                    &lt;p class="MsoNoSpacing" style="margin-left: 0.25in; line-height: 115%;"&gt;I am excited to introduce you to the Broten family! This is the family I will be traveling to in Chad and who’s baby I will be delivering this summer. Jacob and Sonja are originally from Minneapolis, MN and have three children, Nehemia (6), Evangeline (4), and Athenasius (1) with number four on the way. They have been led by God to work with the unreached people of Darfur and worked and lived in Sudan for the last three years. Last year they were forced to leave Sudan and now live in Eastern Chad in Abeche serving the refugees of Darfur who reside there. They have been in Abeche, Chad since February and feel the Lord leading them to share this rhythm of life alongside of the people they have been called to serve. Currently Daniel and Sarah (my team members) are partnering along with Sonja and Jacob in helping to get a library of books for a literacy program the Broten’s have started in Chad, and I will have the opportunity to carry some of the books for that program over to Chad with me this summer. If you are interested in reading more about their ministry, you can see the Broten’s blog at: www.brotenfamily.blogspot.com&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNoSpacing" style="margin-left: 0.25in; line-height: 115%;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNoSpacing" style="margin-left: 0.25in; line-height: 115%;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;Right now, I am in need of people to partner along side of me and help me to raise the funds needed in order to cover the travel and visa expenses to Chad. This is an urgent need, and I pray that you would pray about how you can become a part of this ministry make it possible for me to bless the Broten’s as they serve God. I know that all things are possible through Christ, and that God can and will provide for this. He has shown me without a doubt that He is leading me to Chad this summer, and is gently urging me to trust Him as He provides what I need. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNoSpacing" style="margin-left: 0.25in; line-height: 115%;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNoSpacing" style="margin-left: 0.25in; line-height: 115%;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;If you are interested in working alongside of me as I travel to Chad to deliver the Broten’s baby, donations may be sent to:&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNoSpacing" style="margin-left: 0.25in; line-height: 115%;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNoSpacing" style="margin-left: 0.25in; line-height: 115%;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNoSpacing" style="margin-left: 0.25in; text-align: center; line-height: 115%;" align="center"&gt;Central Community Church&lt;br /&gt;300 Tucker Lane&lt;br /&gt;Cocoa FL 32926&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNoSpacing" style="margin-left: 0.25in; line-height: 115%;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNoSpacing" style="margin-left: 0.25in; line-height: 115%;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNoSpacing" style="margin-left: 0.25in; line-height: 115%;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;Please be sure to put “for the ministry of Holly Findley” in the memo line of any checks.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNoSpacing" style="margin-left: 0.25in; line-height: 115%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 16pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNoSpacing" style="margin-left: 0.25in; line-height: 115%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 16pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;Prayer Requests:&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNoSpacing" style="margin-left: 0.25in; line-height: 115%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 3pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNoSpacing" style="margin-left: 0.5in; text-indent: -0.25in; line-height: 115%;"&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportLists]--&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Symbol;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;·&lt;span style="font: 7pt &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;"&gt;         &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;That the necessary funds would come in quickly for travel and visa expenses as well as medical supplies&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNoSpacing" style="margin-left: 0.5in; text-indent: -0.25in; line-height: 115%;"&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportLists]--&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Symbol;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;·&lt;span style="font: 7pt &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;"&gt;         &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;For peace as I prepare for the trip&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNoSpacing" style="margin-left: 0.5in; text-indent: -0.25in; line-height: 115%;"&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportLists]--&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Symbol;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;·&lt;span style="font: 7pt &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;"&gt;         &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;For good communication between me and the Broten Family&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNoSpacing" style="margin-left: 0.5in; text-indent: -0.25in; line-height: 115%;"&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportLists]--&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Symbol;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;·&lt;span style="font: 7pt &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;"&gt;         &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;For good health as I travel&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNoSpacing" style="margin-left: 0.5in; text-indent: -0.25in; line-height: 115%;"&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportLists]--&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Symbol;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;·&lt;span style="font: 7pt &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;"&gt;         &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;That the Broten family would be blessed while working in Chad and that Sonja’s pregnancy would go smoothly&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5255070817947595972-9055576780241602691?l=midwifemissionary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://midwifemissionary.blogspot.com/feeds/9055576780241602691/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5255070817947595972&amp;postID=9055576780241602691' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5255070817947595972/posts/default/9055576780241602691'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5255070817947595972/posts/default/9055576780241602691'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://midwifemissionary.blogspot.com/2010/05/learning-to-trust-may-newsletter.html' title='Learning to Trust- May newsletter'/><author><name>Holly Findley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18183678123060530499</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QRjaQLEwR3s/TRthto_d7RI/AAAAAAAAALw/HfH4fODJ3RY/S220/IMG_0590.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5255070817947595972.post-4388022619831481277</id><published>2010-04-24T15:46:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2010-04-24T15:49:57.368-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span xmlns=""&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;"&gt;I am so excited to tell you all about the newest opportunities that have opened up and the exciting things that God has been doing. First of all, God is bringing someone new to the team! Sarah, my best friend, midwifery partner, and fellow missionary is going to be married! His name is Daniel Bell, and I am still fairly in shock that us crazy midwives didn't scare him away, and that he stayed around long enough to fall in love with Sarah (although why would I be surprised about that? She's pretty amazing…).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;"&gt;Please lift Daniel up in your prayers as he prepares for full time missions, and for the three of us as a team that we would learn to work cohesively together. I believe that the three of us will be a good team, and that God has His hand on this newest addition to our ministry. This really is an amazing answer to prayer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;"&gt;My heart is so excited to get back to Africa, and I am praising God for the doors He is opening up.  Please keep me in your prayers as I get to know this family in Chad and that God would give me wisdom in how to best care for this mamma and baby. And also for Sarah, Daniel, and I as we prepare for this trip, pray that God would make it clear who He wants us to team up with and that this would be a good time of preparation for full time work wherever God leads us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;"  &gt;So, from now until July I will be busy working to get things ready to go to Chad, gathering the needed medical supplies, and getting a visa for Chad along with all the hustle and bustle of helping Sarah get ready for her wedding. It's going to be a crazy couple of months! But I think it's going to be really fun. And just the excitement of knowing that I'll be back in Africa soon delivering a baby will make all the busyness worth it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Perhaps the most important thing I need right now as I prepare is your prayers. Without that prayer support holding me up, I know that this is impossible. You have been such a blessing to me in the past, and so faithful to pray, I have no fear of the necessary things coming together for this next step in the ministry. Please continue to lift me up to the Father and partner with me in this. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;"  &gt;If you are interested in helping me financially to travel to Africa and bless this missionary family and prepare for my own full time work there, donations may be sent to:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Central Community Church&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;300 Tucker Lane&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Cocoa, FL 32926&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Please make a note in the memo line that the donation is for the ministry of Holly Findley&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Lucida Sans Unicode;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color:gray;"&gt;Prayer Requests&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(74, 68, 42);"&gt;…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;"  &gt;That the funds would come in to travel to Chad and around Africa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;"  &gt;That I would be able to find the necessary medical supplies&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;"  &gt;For good health as I prepare and throughout the duration of the trip&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;"  &gt;That this missionary in Chad would have a smooth pregnancy with no complications&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;"  &gt;That God would give me wisdom in how to best care for her&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:12pt;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;That the necessary planning would go smoothly as Sarah, Daniel and I prepare to travel to several places&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:12pt;"  &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5255070817947595972-4388022619831481277?l=midwifemissionary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://midwifemissionary.blogspot.com/feeds/4388022619831481277/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5255070817947595972&amp;postID=4388022619831481277' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5255070817947595972/posts/default/4388022619831481277'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5255070817947595972/posts/default/4388022619831481277'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://midwifemissionary.blogspot.com/2010/04/i-am-so-excited-to-tell-you-all-about.html' title=''/><author><name>Holly Findley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18183678123060530499</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QRjaQLEwR3s/TRthto_d7RI/AAAAAAAAALw/HfH4fODJ3RY/S220/IMG_0590.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5255070817947595972.post-6405336129298135091</id><published>2009-02-19T19:57:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-02-19T20:01:52.605-05:00</updated><title type='text'>February 2009 Prayer Letter</title><content type='html'>&lt;span xmlns=""&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Book Antiqua;font-size:18;"  &gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Holly Findley&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Book Antiqua;font-size:12;"  &gt;&lt;em&gt;Mercy Maternity Center&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Book Antiqua;font-size:12;"  &gt;&lt;em&gt;Newlife International School of Midwifery&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Book Antiqua;font-size:14;"  &gt;&lt;em&gt;Davao, Philippines&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Book Antiqua;"&gt;The past few months have been a time of stretching and learning to lean on God for strength. There have been several times when I felt that it was all just too much; that I could not handle one more thing. And then God gives me that one more thing and shows me that I don't have to be strong enough, because He's strong for me. Every day He reminds me that I can rely on Him for strength when I'm tired, and that He will carry me through each exhausting, long day. Without Him, I know I would not have gotten this far without giving up and going home. It's only by His grace that I am here!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Book Antiqua;"&gt;    Things are going well with studies and work at the clinic. The list of classes and assignments keeps getting smaller and smaller and at the same time the pressure seems to increase as we come to the homestretch. It's hard to believe that in July I'll be finished with school and I'll be heading back to the U.S. to take the board exam. Please be keeping myself and those in my class in your prayers as things are fairly high stress right now as we work to get everything completed in time, both academically and with clinical requirements. Over January and February we have been taking algebra, statistics, counseling, microbiology, midwifery laws and protocols, community health and out of hospital birth. Phew! I'll be glad when this month is over! I have to say that algebra was, surprisingly, my favorite of them all. It was a nice change to be able to be given a problem with one right answer unlike  medical topics where there are varying points of view every place you look.  Microbiology has also been fun… swabbing things around the clinic and the house and seeing what bacteria grows and looking at stuff under the microscope can hardly be anything but enjoyable! After this we've got a few assignments about medical complications along with a few other topics to cover.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Book Antiqua;"&gt;    Work at the clinic is going well, and I am beginning to feel more and more confident in my abilities as a midwife. I am learning so much on my shifts there and I am so thankful for the Filipina and American midwives who take the time to help us learn while also caring for the women who come through the clinic. Things have been getting busier at the clinic as we are increasing the number of patients we see. Every week we interview and do initial prenatal exams on 70-80 new women. This leads to the occasional, extremely hectic shifts in the birth room, but it sure is fun! And most days I would guess we average 3-5 births a day. Some days it's slow and I end up getting plenty of reading and homework done while other days I hardly have a chance to sit down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Book Antiqua;"&gt;One exciting event that recently occurred, was getting to assist at the birth of twins! It happened on a quiet evening. Nothing was really going on at the clinic. All of the midwives on shift were just chatting, doing some small chores around the birth room and enjoying each others company. When all of the sudden, a woman obviously in active labor arrives. We rush her to a bed and immediately prepare for what seems to be an imminent birth. There was such a flurry of activity when she arrived that we didn't even have time to glance at her chart (or else we might have known that there was more than one baby inside). We were expecting a large baby to arrive when to our surprise a little, pink, yelling boy was easily born into the waiting hands of Medea, a classmate of mine. Confused by the small baby, we felt her tummy to see if there was another one inside. And sure enough there was! I helped to clean and dry the first little one while Medea waited to catch the second one. About 10 minutes later, a second baby was born, just as pink and healthy as the first! It was by far one of the most exciting births I have attended and I am so blessed to have had the experience of seeing twins born.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Book Antiqua;"&gt;I would greatly appreciate your prayers right now as I seek God's will for what the next step is. The program ends in July and then I'll be home to take the midwifery certification exam in August. My heart is to go back to Africa as soon as possible and start work there. God knows my heart though, and there is peace in knowing that He is in control and that He always guides His children when we ask Him to show us what He would have us to do. Pray that He makes it clear what steps forward I should make. Thanks for all the prayers, thoughts and support over these last months. It's what keeps me going!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Book Antiqua;"&gt;                                   In Christ,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Book Antiqua;"&gt;                                    Holly Findley&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Book Antiqua;font-size:18;color:gray;"   &gt;&lt;em&gt;Prayer Requests:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Book Antiqua;"&gt;Financial support for living expenses, travel back to the U.S. and for the certification exam coming up this summer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Book Antiqua;"&gt;Ability to better communicate with the women and overcome the language barrier&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Book Antiqua;"&gt;That I would grow closer to God  and have a deeper relationship with Him&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Book Antiqua;"&gt;Health and safety while working at the clinic&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Book Antiqua;"&gt;Strength and endurance for work and school&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Book Antiqua;"&gt;Wisdom and direction for the future&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Book Antiqua;font-size:18;color:gray;"   &gt;&lt;em&gt;How you can help:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Book Antiqua;"&gt;Prayer support and monetary support are both greatly needed. If you are interested in helping financially, you can send donations to:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Book Antiqua;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Central Community Church&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Book Antiqua;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;300 Tucker Lane&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Book Antiqua;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Cocoa, FL 32926&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Book Antiqua;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;If you are interested in getting email updates, send me a note at &lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;hollylovesmalawi@yahoo.com&lt;/span&gt;. You can also see updates by going to my blog at &lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;http://midwifemissionary.blogspot.com&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;      &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:12;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    &lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5255070817947595972-6405336129298135091?l=midwifemissionary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://midwifemissionary.blogspot.com/feeds/6405336129298135091/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5255070817947595972&amp;postID=6405336129298135091' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5255070817947595972/posts/default/6405336129298135091'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5255070817947595972/posts/default/6405336129298135091'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://midwifemissionary.blogspot.com/2009/02/february-2009-prayer-letter.html' title='February 2009 Prayer Letter'/><author><name>Holly Findley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18183678123060530499</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QRjaQLEwR3s/TRthto_d7RI/AAAAAAAAALw/HfH4fODJ3RY/S220/IMG_0590.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5255070817947595972.post-1079661229808042076</id><published>2009-02-09T22:41:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-02-09T23:20:19.138-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Faithful</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I'm not sure where to begin today. God has been so faithful over the last few months, it's hard to know where to even start. He has been blessing me and showing me His faithfulness daily and I praise Him for that. Every day He shows me again that He is my strength and that I really can rely on Him when I'm tired, or discouraged or overwhelmed. Things have been feeling crazy and busy and overwhelming and there have certainly been times of late when I really just did not want to keep going. But somehow, God always helps me get through these times and continue on. What would I do without Him?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One blessing that has recently come my way is that as of last week I have all the money I need to pay tuition in March! Now the only expenses I have left to complete school are my flight home and the cost of the board exam in August. Praise God for provision! Every time I have a big expense, I seem to forget that God has never once let me down before or not provided the funds I needed for something. But every time He shows me again that He is big enough and that He will provide for His children.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now that the end of this program is in sight, I am starting to plan for the next step. Both Sarah and I have felt God prompting us to stop waiting, thinking, considering and to start taking the next step. While it is certainly important to wait on God to show you what the next step is, I think that sometimes we use that as an excuse when God wants us to move on and take that step of faith. Please keep both of us in your prayers as we begin moving in this direction. We both desire more than anything to go in the direction that God would have us to go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are some pictures of what's been going on in my world lately&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QRjaQLEwR3s/SZD-tacp7HI/AAAAAAAAAKk/0wwElJ-HYzE/s1600-h/DSCN2067.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QRjaQLEwR3s/SZD-tacp7HI/AAAAAAAAAKk/0wwElJ-HYzE/s320/DSCN2067.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301016817562152050" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Chino's baptism- He's so big now!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QRjaQLEwR3s/SZD-tWIv3gI/AAAAAAAAAKc/nJ0lW0r8VX8/s1600-h/Dec.+2008-Jan+2009+021.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QRjaQLEwR3s/SZD-tWIv3gI/AAAAAAAAAKc/nJ0lW0r8VX8/s320/Dec.+2008-Jan+2009+021.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301016816404913666" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Visiting Clouds at the hospital&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QRjaQLEwR3s/SZD-s0B6AvI/AAAAAAAAAKM/EZY8tFsSJtk/s1600-h/Dec.+2008-Jan+2009+070.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QRjaQLEwR3s/SZD-s0B6AvI/AAAAAAAAAKM/EZY8tFsSJtk/s320/Dec.+2008-Jan+2009+070.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301016807249412850" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Assisting at the birth of twins&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5255070817947595972-1079661229808042076?l=midwifemissionary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://midwifemissionary.blogspot.com/feeds/1079661229808042076/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5255070817947595972&amp;postID=1079661229808042076' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5255070817947595972/posts/default/1079661229808042076'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5255070817947595972/posts/default/1079661229808042076'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://midwifemissionary.blogspot.com/2009/02/faithful.html' title='Faithful'/><author><name>Holly Findley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18183678123060530499</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QRjaQLEwR3s/TRthto_d7RI/AAAAAAAAALw/HfH4fODJ3RY/S220/IMG_0590.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QRjaQLEwR3s/SZD-tacp7HI/AAAAAAAAAKk/0wwElJ-HYzE/s72-c/DSCN2067.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5255070817947595972.post-8695341486724206392</id><published>2008-04-14T23:49:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2008-11-15T03:40:05.026-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Baby catching...</title><content type='html'>Oh my word, it has been forever since I last wrote on this thing. I am not a very good blogger. Well, things have been going good since I last posted... it hasn't been easy, but it has been good. Lots of difficult things going on, but God has shown Himself to be so faithful and it has been a blessing in spite of it all. I'm learning to rely on God even more than ever and He is making Himself so much more real to me and teaching me lots.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm learning more and more about catching baby's too and caught number 17 yesterday... or was it 18? I'm not sure. Anyway, it's been several now :-) I'm getting closer to the end of a huge intrapartum (labor and birth) assignment, and I will be soooo glad when it is over. It's starting to feel like a never ending assignment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Swing shift last night was pretty crazy, and lots of fun. A grand total of five babies born, two other laboring mommas, baby checks and lots of suturing. I started out with one labor that I was responsible for.... then I got a second... then the second one started pushing followed shortly by the first labor pushing as well! Laura came to the rescue though and caught labor #1's baby at 4:44pm as I caught labor #2's baby one minute labor while Heather was finishing things up with the baby she had caught 30 minutes earlier. Here's a picture of all of us on shift holding the babies we all caught.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QRjaQLEwR3s/SAQtWpnMmDI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/I1cDDV0RXQs/s1600-h/Picture+069.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QRjaQLEwR3s/SAQtWpnMmDI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/I1cDDV0RXQs/s320/Picture+069.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5189322537788282930" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please keep me in your prayers. As I mentioned, things have been difficult... a lot of spiritual battle being fought. Never a fun thing. God is changing me and the girls around me into prayer warriors though, and I know that we will be able to stand up under the attacks. It's never easy though and I covet your prayers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just a few pictures of what I've been up to lately....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QRjaQLEwR3s/SAQtW5nMmEI/AAAAAAAAAGY/MkM6Gv-JP0I/s1600-h/Picture+072.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QRjaQLEwR3s/SAQtW5nMmEI/AAAAAAAAAGY/MkM6Gv-JP0I/s320/Picture+072.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5189322542083250242" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QRjaQLEwR3s/SAQtXZnMmFI/AAAAAAAAAGg/U4A57jga54k/s1600-h/Picture+034.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QRjaQLEwR3s/SAQtXZnMmFI/AAAAAAAAAGg/U4A57jga54k/s320/Picture+034.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5189322550673184850" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QRjaQLEwR3s/SAQtXpnMmGI/AAAAAAAAAGo/BNh--7EUGno/s1600-h/Picture+065.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QRjaQLEwR3s/SAQtXpnMmGI/AAAAAAAAAGo/BNh--7EUGno/s320/Picture+065.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5189322554968152162" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5255070817947595972-8695341486724206392?l=midwifemissionary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://midwifemissionary.blogspot.com/feeds/8695341486724206392/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5255070817947595972&amp;postID=8695341486724206392' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5255070817947595972/posts/default/8695341486724206392'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5255070817947595972/posts/default/8695341486724206392'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://midwifemissionary.blogspot.com/2008/04/baby-catching.html' title='Baby catching...'/><author><name>Holly Findley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18183678123060530499</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QRjaQLEwR3s/TRthto_d7RI/AAAAAAAAALw/HfH4fODJ3RY/S220/IMG_0590.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QRjaQLEwR3s/SAQtWpnMmDI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/I1cDDV0RXQs/s72-c/Picture+069.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5255070817947595972.post-1961387911446729949</id><published>2008-02-12T00:12:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-15T03:40:05.434-05:00</updated><title type='text'>catching up...</title><content type='html'>Wow, it's been forever since I wrote here! Things are going well... keeping busy with work at the clinic and school work. I'm officially catching babies now :-) I'm already up to 10 handles... already double digits! Most of the time work is exciting and fun, but lately there's been a few near emergencies and stressful situations. It's definitely been a huge learning experience and God has been so good and present with us during each situation that arises. Here are some pictures of my life here lately. Thanks for your prayers!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sarah and I with babies we caught&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QRjaQLEwR3s/R7EyLrCwexI/AAAAAAAAAFw/re8fTzJfFSQ/s1600-h/DSC07710.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QRjaQLEwR3s/R7EyLrCwexI/AAAAAAAAAFw/re8fTzJfFSQ/s320/DSC07710.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5165965423684909842" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sarah and I this Christmas&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QRjaQLEwR3s/R7Ew_7CwetI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/L8uNCKINkLc/s1600-h/Christmas+party+009.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QRjaQLEwR3s/R7Ew_7CwetI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/L8uNCKINkLc/s320/Christmas+party+009.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5165964122309819090" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Studying at McDo.... :-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QRjaQLEwR3s/R7ExAbCweuI/AAAAAAAAAFY/e1WjfzwDxHg/s1600-h/stuff+010.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QRjaQLEwR3s/R7ExAbCweuI/AAAAAAAAAFY/e1WjfzwDxHg/s320/stuff+010.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5165964130899753698" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5255070817947595972-1961387911446729949?l=midwifemissionary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://midwifemissionary.blogspot.com/feeds/1961387911446729949/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5255070817947595972&amp;postID=1961387911446729949' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5255070817947595972/posts/default/1961387911446729949'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5255070817947595972/posts/default/1961387911446729949'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://midwifemissionary.blogspot.com/2008/02/catching-up.html' title='catching up...'/><author><name>Holly Findley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18183678123060530499</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QRjaQLEwR3s/TRthto_d7RI/AAAAAAAAALw/HfH4fODJ3RY/S220/IMG_0590.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QRjaQLEwR3s/R7EyLrCwexI/AAAAAAAAAFw/re8fTzJfFSQ/s72-c/DSC07710.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5255070817947595972.post-1912961587999781066</id><published>2007-12-04T22:07:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-12-04T22:31:35.653-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Birth room stuff...</title><content type='html'>Yesterday I worked swing shift (2-10 pm). It started really slow with all the midwives just hanging out and Janelle occasionally checking in on the one labor that was there. After a while though we had another labor come in and Lois took her. She had two children who were 18 and 16 who were her banti's (companions) for the labor. She did wonderfully, but when the baby came out a few hours later it was making some attempts to breath, but not being too successful.&lt;br /&gt;So the midwives started helping it with oxygen and the ambu bag and we did an immediate transport to the hospital. It was my first transport of a baby like that and it was an adrenaline rush to say the least. The baby's heart rate stayed stable though and while we were on the way to the hospital the baby started breathing better and we were able to just give it free flow O2. From the looks of it, the baby should make it just fine. So, we headed back to the clinic and cleaned up all the stuff from the birth and then I assisted at the other girl's birth. It was kind of a crazy evening, but I sure did learn a lot! And thankfully that baby was ok. Praise the Lord!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S.  I just got a text message from Sarah saying that she caught her first baby this morning! Congratulations Sarah!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5255070817947595972-1912961587999781066?l=midwifemissionary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://midwifemissionary.blogspot.com/feeds/1912961587999781066/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5255070817947595972&amp;postID=1912961587999781066' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5255070817947595972/posts/default/1912961587999781066'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5255070817947595972/posts/default/1912961587999781066'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://midwifemissionary.blogspot.com/2007/12/birth-room-stuff.html' title='Birth room stuff...'/><author><name>Holly Findley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18183678123060530499</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QRjaQLEwR3s/TRthto_d7RI/AAAAAAAAALw/HfH4fODJ3RY/S220/IMG_0590.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5255070817947595972.post-3474544263101640913</id><published>2007-12-03T09:48:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-12-03T09:50:32.627-05:00</updated><title type='text'>It’s beginning to feel a lot like Christmas!</title><content type='html'>I’m sitting in a coffee shop right now working on homework (well… maybe I’m procrastinating just a little bit once again) and there is Christmas music playing, and while I’m here in the air conditioning I can almost imagine it &lt;em&gt;feeling&lt;/em&gt; like Christmas too! That will change as soon as I step back outside though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had prenatals again today. It was all brand new patients coming for their initial prenatal exam. It went pretty well. Initial prenatals always seem a little harder though. The babies are smaller and it’s more difficult to find the heart tones and palpate the position and then there’s always the one girl who believes she’s pregnant and then gets the sad news that she most likely isn’t. That’s always a disappointment, especially when you can see that they were really excited about being pregnant and wanted the baby so badly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sarah’s at work right now… and possibly going to get her first handle (catch a baby) today! I really hope she does. She’s so ready to. All the midwives at Mercy already are saying what a good midwife she’s going to make. What a blessing for God to have teamed me up with an amazing soon-to-be midwife!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, that’s all for today. I really should get back to homework. Yesterday, I was ahead of Sarah on the assignment and then she did a bunch of homework and passed me again while I was at prenatals this morning. Maybe if I’m really productive I can catch up to her again before student group tonight…&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5255070817947595972-3474544263101640913?l=midwifemissionary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://midwifemissionary.blogspot.com/feeds/3474544263101640913/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5255070817947595972&amp;postID=3474544263101640913' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5255070817947595972/posts/default/3474544263101640913'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5255070817947595972/posts/default/3474544263101640913'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://midwifemissionary.blogspot.com/2007/12/its-beginning-to-feel-lot-like.html' title='It’s beginning to feel a lot like Christmas!'/><author><name>Holly Findley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18183678123060530499</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QRjaQLEwR3s/TRthto_d7RI/AAAAAAAAALw/HfH4fODJ3RY/S220/IMG_0590.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5255070817947595972.post-6887179835784880993</id><published>2007-12-02T02:13:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-12-02T02:18:55.435-05:00</updated><title type='text'>My Sunday....</title><content type='html'>Hello Everyone!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope everyone is having a nice Sunday. I slept late this morning and was almost late for church... but Sarah woke me up just in time to throw some clothes on and run out the door. We went to church with a couple of the filipina girls from Mercy and afterwards Sarah and I went to the mall and got some lunch. It was a nice morning. I'm really enjoying getting to be friends with these wonderful women who work at Mercy. Anyway, this is really short, but I really don't have much else to write about and homework is calling. Thanks for all your prayers everyone. God bless!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5255070817947595972-6887179835784880993?l=midwifemissionary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://midwifemissionary.blogspot.com/feeds/6887179835784880993/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5255070817947595972&amp;postID=6887179835784880993' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5255070817947595972/posts/default/6887179835784880993'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5255070817947595972/posts/default/6887179835784880993'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://midwifemissionary.blogspot.com/2007/12/my-sunday.html' title='My Sunday....'/><author><name>Holly Findley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18183678123060530499</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QRjaQLEwR3s/TRthto_d7RI/AAAAAAAAALw/HfH4fODJ3RY/S220/IMG_0590.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5255070817947595972.post-3737525399649390252</id><published>2007-12-01T03:34:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-15T03:40:07.015-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Procrastinating...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;I'm supposed to be doing homework right now, but I'm having a really hard time focusing and thought I'd procrastinate and blog instead!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This last month or so has been so full of stuff, I hardly know where to begin! Work at the clinic has been going well, and I'm beginning to feel a bit more confident than I had been. I'm beginning to really enjoy doing prenatals with the ladies. My team always does prenatals on Tuesdays and it's so much fun. I love talking with the women and getting to share in their excitement as the time for the birth approaches. I still sometimes have trouble palpating the baby's position and have to run and ask my supervisor to help me, but that's starting to happen less often than it used to, so I guess that's a good thing. And Ate (pronounced ah-tay and means big sister) Stef is so patient and an excellent teacher, so I am very blessed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had the wonderful opportunity of going on an outreach with two of my fellow students Jes and Tiffany and Josephine- a filipina midwife who works with Mercy. Unfortunately, Tiffany got sick on the first day and went home the next morning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first day of outreach was spent going around to the important people in the area and paying them a courtesy call. We talked to the mayor and vice mayor and then went to the health center where we met the head nurse, midwifes and the doctor who works on a circuit in the area and happened to be where we were that day. The following day the three of us went to a small health center to work with a midwife who was in charge of most of the health care in the area and got to see her clinic and the work she does there. It was not the day for the clinic to be seeing patients though, so we basically ended up hanging out with the health workers, cooking food and getting to know these wonderful, hard working ladies. One health worker, a lady in her fifties, decided that Jes and I needed some coconut juice and that she'd go put on her "short pants" and get us some. We just kind of chuckled at that, but sure enough, a little bit later I looked out the window and there she was climbing up a coconut tree! She came back with several young coconuts that we all enjoyed very much!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the third day we traveled out to "kilometer 23" which was basically an area 23 K up into the mountains that a couple of the midwives had to go to in order to do prenatal checks and vaccinations. Jes had come down with something now too and was pretty sick. She was such a trooper! I'm pretty sure that I would have been complaining a lot more than she did if I was the one as sick as she was. It was pretty obvious that Satan didn't want us going up there. He tried several times to discourage us from making the trek. It turned out to be an amazing day though, despite Jes being so sick. The five of us (me, Jes, Josephine and two midwives) hired two men to drive us up there on motor bikes. Now, you're probably wondering how 5 women and 2 drivers fit on two small bikes, but amazingly it can be done! Josephine was perched very gracefully sidesaddle on the gas tank with me and one of the midwives on the back behind the driver. And Jes and the other midwife were on the other bike behind that driver. There were a few times when the road was really washed out because of the rain or landslides and we had to get off and walk a ways while the driver took the bike on ahead to safer road. Once we got to the village, we gathered all the pregnant ladies and women with small children needing vaccinations and did some health teachings and a short gospel message. Then we did prenatals on the women, ate lunch and got back on the bikes for the long ride back to the dorm where we were staying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We traveled back to Davao on the morning of Thanksgiving and had a wonderful feast at the clinic with all the wonderful thanksgiving foods and of course rice! Because a meal without rice in the Philippines just isn't complete!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So that kind of brings you up to date on what's been going on with me lately. Nothing too exciting happening currently. Trying to avoid working on my Intrapartum (labor/birth) assignment right now and doing a good job at it! I'm a little behind where I want to be right now, but I really am enjoying this assignment, so I don't think that it will be too hard to get motivated.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are some pictures of the last few weeks. Enjoy! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Me and Sarah's favorite place to go when we need a study break! Yay for McDo!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5138951543360661010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QRjaQLEwR3s/R1E5M4v1JhI/AAAAAAAAAEM/ZWWg-6nSs6o/s320/Philippines+003.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanksgiving Dinner at the Clinic&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5138951534770726402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QRjaQLEwR3s/R1E5MYv1JgI/AAAAAAAAAEE/Z9xbQDdsyLs/s320/Philippines+005.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jes and Josephine&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5138951547655628322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QRjaQLEwR3s/R1E5NIv1JiI/AAAAAAAAAEU/4eKoX-8DpjY/s320/outreach+032.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Doing prenatals for the women at kilometer 23&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5138951560540530242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QRjaQLEwR3s/R1E5N4v1JkI/AAAAAAAAAEk/0FpyvsXvzLE/s320/outreach+280.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5138951551950595634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QRjaQLEwR3s/R1E5NYv1JjI/AAAAAAAAAEc/EVIGLwtLTEI/s320/outreach+275.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;We decided that this was a good place to get out and walk...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5138956289299523186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QRjaQLEwR3s/R1E9hIv1JnI/AAAAAAAAAE8/DguyRycLg58/s320/outreach+377.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5138956276414621266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QRjaQLEwR3s/R1E9gYv1JlI/AAAAAAAAAEs/kwYAAUzkO70/s320/outreach+376.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5138956285004555874" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QRjaQLEwR3s/R1E9g4v1JmI/AAAAAAAAAE0/NhlHUmrGwBY/s320/outreach+380.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5255070817947595972-3737525399649390252?l=midwifemissionary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://midwifemissionary.blogspot.com/feeds/3737525399649390252/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5255070817947595972&amp;postID=3737525399649390252' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5255070817947595972/posts/default/3737525399649390252'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5255070817947595972/posts/default/3737525399649390252'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://midwifemissionary.blogspot.com/2007/12/procrastinating.html' title='Procrastinating...'/><author><name>Holly Findley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18183678123060530499</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QRjaQLEwR3s/TRthto_d7RI/AAAAAAAAALw/HfH4fODJ3RY/S220/IMG_0590.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QRjaQLEwR3s/R1E5M4v1JhI/AAAAAAAAAEM/ZWWg-6nSs6o/s72-c/Philippines+003.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5255070817947595972.post-7109270797267809722</id><published>2007-10-20T00:28:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2007-10-20T01:00:20.161-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Adventures?</title><content type='html'>Well, after all the adventures of last month, I guess things had to slow down a bit. After turning in the first assignment, I came down with a bad cough and a high fever and really didn't get much work done on the second assignment for several days. I also wasn't able to work at the clinic for about a week, which was kind of disappointing, but I suppose it's better not to spread my germs to minute old babies. Sarah was a life saver and took all of my shifts along with her own as well as taking care of me and working on her assignment in between.  I'm sure she was relieved when I was well enough to start working again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This last week was filled mostly with school work and trying to make up for days lost while I was sick. And I finally made it back to the birth room on Wednesday. I was very happy to be back. There were three labors there, and two of them started to push as soon as it was time for me to leave and go to class. That was kind of a bummer, but I guess that's just how things turn out some times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My latest "adventure" was actually this morning, right here in the house. I had just gotten back from the computer repair shop (pray for my poor computer please!) and went up stairs to go to the bathroom and something must have happened to the door knob because as I tried to leave the bathroom the knob jammed and I was stuck! So I started yelling and banging on the door,  but no one seemed to be around.  After several minutes some girls who were outside doing laundry heard me yelling through the window and came upstairs to see what was going on.  Those girls tried everything to get me out of there. They tried to fix the door knob, but that didn't work. Then they tried to take the door knob off, but it would not come off! Finally, after about 30 minutes, Janelle kicked in the door and I was free at last.  I was very grateful to be out, as I'm sure you all can imagine!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, that pretty much brings you up to date on what is going on in my life lately. Please be praying that my computer gets fixed soon. It's very needed for school and communication home! Thanks everyone!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5255070817947595972-7109270797267809722?l=midwifemissionary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://midwifemissionary.blogspot.com/feeds/7109270797267809722/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5255070817947595972&amp;postID=7109270797267809722' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5255070817947595972/posts/default/7109270797267809722'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5255070817947595972/posts/default/7109270797267809722'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://midwifemissionary.blogspot.com/2007/10/adventures.html' title='Adventures?'/><author><name>Holly Findley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18183678123060530499</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QRjaQLEwR3s/TRthto_d7RI/AAAAAAAAALw/HfH4fODJ3RY/S220/IMG_0590.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5255070817947595972.post-2980711102361967279</id><published>2007-10-03T00:36:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-11-15T03:40:07.822-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Content</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Hello everyone! Sorry for the delay in writing. It's been quite a week... or month.... I can't believe how the time has flown by. Life has definitely been keeping me busy, I'm not even sure where to start! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Work at the clinic has been incredible so far. I've seen 8 births already and prenatals are so incredibly fun! I love talking with the women and getting to find the baby's heart beat and seeing their faces light up when they hear it for the first time. Amazing! And there has been no lack of adventure over here. If there isn't anything exciting enough for us midwives, then we tend to create excitement. One birth room shift when we had nothing going on, Tiffany ( a second year student) decided to practice IV's on the rest of us (well, I've got really hard veins to poke so I ended up being in charge of picture taking) and that ended up with Jordan (a classmate of mine) fainting and then while she was still out, she seized! Yikes! Thankfully, Carmen remembered something she had learned about how to break a faint, and Jordan was fine. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5116976515194521618" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QRjaQLEwR3s/RwMnB5gviBI/AAAAAAAAADs/KdIcOjF1vb4/s320/IV%252Badventures%252Bsept%252B21%252B010.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;And the adventures don't stop there! Here's an excerpt from Tiffany's blog about another crazy shift...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The day shift started out pretty quiet; there was one labor, and Carmen had offered to graciously take her, because I needed to study for a semester exam. Her girl, Argielyn, delivered a 5 pound 3 ounce baby boy at 8:05 am. He was super small, but healthy and so so cute! Mom did a great job, and Dad was very proud of both her and his new son.At 10 am, Lois brought down a girl from prenatals who apparently was in labor. We sent her to the washroom, and I pulled her chart and began to go over it. Mary Jane was 19 years old, and this was her third pregnancy, although her second ended in a second-month miscarriage.I proceeded to check her vitals and the baby. Her pulse was high, as well as her blood pressure, but it was her contractions and the baby’s heart rate that had me a little worried. I couldn’t even palpate the contractions through her abdomen, but by her reaction and communication to me, one contraction was four minutes long! There was either something very wrong with her labor, or we were having trouble communicating. I was stumped. And the baby’s heart rate was a consistent 120. Normal fetal heart rate is 120-160, and although her baby’s was low normal, there was no variation. Most babies heart rates goes something like this: 136, 144, 144, 140, 132, all with fifteen second counts. Mary Jane’s baby was more like this: 120, 120, 124, 120. That was a little of a red flag, but we figured we’d monitor it to see how it went. She was also sporting a very small fundal height: Lois measured 29, and me 31…but either way, the baby felt very small.&lt;br /&gt;I decided to do an IE; one, to see if she was truly in labor and dilating, and two, to get a better idea of her contractions. You can often feel the contractions better with an IE, as the bag of waters (amniotic sac) bulges tensely through the cervix during contractions, and is loose without. However, her IE was a little disquieting too. She was 3 cm along, which was great, but there was no water in her amniotic sac. I could feel the membranes, but no water between the membranes and the head. So, there were three possibilities: one, she had a leaking bag of waters that she was unaware of, two, she had severe oligohydramnios (lacking amniotic fluid), or three, all the water was behind the head. She was insistent that no water had come out, but it was still a possibility.&lt;br /&gt;After her blood pressure had stabilized somewhat to 130/90 (still borderline), we decided to go to her house to get her husband and her supplies. Since she had been here only for prenatals, she had neither. At first, Ate Steph (my supervisor) was going to have her go alone, but she was beginning to react a little more to her pain, so she decided to have the ambulance take her. I asked if I could go along, and first she said no, then changed her mind. I asked if Holly, one of the new students, could come with me. She said no again, probably having flashbacks of mine and Holly’s last ‘home visit’, but with a pout and the puppy eyes from me, she also let her go. Sweet. I love home visits. I told Carmen where I was going, and she joking shouted out, “No boys this time”. This came from a the Filipinas joking Holly and I that our last transport had taken so long, because we had spent time at the girls house, flirting with her younger brother. Definitely not the reason we stayed so long…but you know Filipinas…they love love!Anyways, we all piled into the ambulance, only to found out that Mary Jane lives in Sasa, which is about 20 minutes away. Yikes. Oh well. What do you do?&lt;br /&gt;The excitement started about 10 minutes down the road. I was looking out the windows, paying more attention to the scenery, when all of a sudden Mary Jane grabbed my arm, and gave me the whole, ‘this-baby-is-coming’ panicked look. I looked at Holly, wide-eyed, and proceeded to tell Mary Jane to breathe and focus. She could do it. I figured she was just getting active, and needed a little reassurance. However, the further we got from Mercy, the more frantic she got. She started holding her crotch and arching off the seat. That’s when I started to inwardly freak out. Those are definite signs of a baby coming! Especially in an already-mom! I yelled at Buding, the guard driving the ambulance, to turn around. Mary Jane, already lying on the stretcher-cot, sat up and yelled at Buding to keep going – apparently her house was close. We quickly got to her house, with me thinking “we NEED to keep going”, and Buding outside somewhere trying to find her family. (Later we found out that Buding had met up with a girl selling banana cubes on a little grill, and grabbed her by the arm, telling her to find him ‘so and so’, Mary Jane’s mother. The girl was freaking out, point at her burning bananas, but Buding just yelled, “It’s an emergency!” This is especially funny, because Buding is known as a very quiet, gentle man!)&lt;br /&gt;Meanwhile, I managed to take off her pants and panties, and told her to keep breathing. Buding finally came back, and we turned on the siren and went on our way back. We didn’t have time to actually pick up the bantay, but only to tell them to meet us at MMC; I was hoping we’d make it back to the clinic. This all could have been avoided with a simple cell-phone text, but alas, Mary Jane had no cellphone. So, with Holly at Mary Jane’s head encouraging her, and me at the opposite end, we prepared to catch her baby.&lt;br /&gt;With her next contraction, out came a very tiny baby boy. He literally slid out, so small he was. As predicted, there was no amniotic fluid at all, and thick mec to boot. I quickly began wiping the baby with the one wash clothe the mother did have, then grabbed her sweat pants to wipe off the rest. I yelled at Holly to pray, then I did what came to mind: postural drainage with stimulation, and when he still wasn’t responding, I did what ever midwife knows she has to do, but cringes at the thought of it…I sucked out the mec/mucous with my own mouth. But don’t worry, I spit it out afterwards! I didn’t get a whole lot, so after I sucked, I blew a little air over his mouth, just to help him a little. At this point, Holly was praying up a storm at Mary Jane’s head. The baby eventually gave a couple whimpers, and I almost cried. When I was confident he was more stable, I wrapped him in his mother’s pants and put him on her abdomen. The rest of the ride to the hospital was a lot calmer, with us reassuring Mary Jane and encouraging her to hold and talk to her baby.&lt;br /&gt;Buding must have thought we were still in a state of emergency, because he was careening through traffic and for a minute I though I was going to fly to the other side of the ambulance. We eventually made it to the ER of Davao Medical Center in one piece, and with our siren blaring, we quickly brought lots of attention. I hollered at the staff to bring a blanket (she needed SOME coverage), and a stretcher. We quickly got her and the baby situated, and made our way into the hospital. The staff kept asking where the placenta was and how I cut the cord, and I kept telling them the placenta was still inside, and I didn’t cut the cord! The rest of an hour was spent checking her in, then being on a wild goose chase taking in blood work for her, since she had no ‘bantay’ (watcher). I eventually went back to the ER and told them I had to return to Mercy, and someone else would have to do the running around. They were definitely not happy, but I knew if I was any longer, MY supervisor would not be happy! I promised the Ob/Gyn doctor I’d find her a bantay, fast.&lt;br /&gt;When we returned to the clinic, the first thing I said was, “I promise she was only 3 cm!” This brought many hysterical laughs from the Filipinas, known for their boisterous laughing. Holly and I had to recount the story hundreds of times, and were very high strung for quite a while… I couldn’t stop talking really fast and loud! I’m sure you all know what I mean! At one point Ate Susan walked into the birthroom and asked if it was a boy or a girl…”a boy”, I yelled! Carmen turned to me and exclaimed, “I said no boys!” We all died laughing.It wasn’t until after shift that I crashed, and had to go take a nap. And don’t worry…I brushed my teeth, and washed with Listerine!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tiff and I later went to the hospital to visit Mary Jane and her little boy. He was on oxygen, but was doing fine. He ended up being a mere 3.5 lbs at birth! He was having a little trouble breast feeding, but he was very alert and I think that he's going to make it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5116976510899554290" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QRjaQLEwR3s/RwMnBpgvh_I/AAAAAAAAADc/c9GZC3IsmCg/s320/Ambulance%252Bbirth,%252Balarin%252Bsept%252B26%252B007.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5116976510899554306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QRjaQLEwR3s/RwMnBpgviAI/AAAAAAAAADk/AJfFeqBNwzA/s320/Ambulance%252Bbirth,%252Balarin%252Bsept%252B26%252B008.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;Outside of the the birthroom, things have been busy also. I just finished my first assignment for school. It felt really great to get that done. It was about a three week project to finish the whole thing. And, to our great delight, Sarah and I discovered that the nearby McDonald's tastes just like it does at home! It's a perfect study break for tired brains (not to mention homesick hearts).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5116976515194521634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QRjaQLEwR3s/RwMnB5gviCI/AAAAAAAAAD0/gkqMRDEgzZk/s320/random%2B009.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5116976519489488946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QRjaQLEwR3s/RwMnCJgviDI/AAAAAAAAAD8/e_YNxqTpON4/s320/random%2B010.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;Well, I think that I'm going to go find something fun and exciting to do while I'm in between assignments. Hope that everyone back home is doing well. I'd love to hear from you all. Thanks for your prayers!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5255070817947595972-2980711102361967279?l=midwifemissionary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://midwifemissionary.blogspot.com/feeds/2980711102361967279/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5255070817947595972&amp;postID=2980711102361967279' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5255070817947595972/posts/default/2980711102361967279'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5255070817947595972/posts/default/2980711102361967279'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://midwifemissionary.blogspot.com/2007/10/content.html' title='Content'/><author><name>Holly Findley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18183678123060530499</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QRjaQLEwR3s/TRthto_d7RI/AAAAAAAAALw/HfH4fODJ3RY/S220/IMG_0590.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QRjaQLEwR3s/RwMnB5gviBI/AAAAAAAAADs/KdIcOjF1vb4/s72-c/IV%252Badventures%252Bsept%252B21%252B010.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5255070817947595972.post-5672886795479517043</id><published>2007-09-10T00:01:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-09-10T00:23:58.550-04:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm here!</title><content type='html'>Greetings from Davao! I am so amazed and blessed to finally be here in the Philippines. God was gracious to us as we traveled and we all made it without any mishaps or lost luggage. Praise the Lord!  So far my time here has been a blur of orientation, shopping for needed items and getting to know our way around.  Things are definitely not quite the way I expected it to be. You can find anything you ever wanted to buy in the malls and on the surface it almost seems quite westernized, but underneith it all it's still the Philippines with their own culture, customs and ways.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Sunday, us girls had the opportunity to visit different churches. Sarah and I attented a local baptist church with our classmate Bethany and her husband Tim. It was nice to attend church and meet some new people. Afterwards we had lunch at Tim and Bethany's and had a really great time getting to know them. They're such generous, fun people with a real heart to serve the people that God puts in their path. I'm really looking forward to getting to know them better. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I've got some more orientation to go to in a litle while here, so I think that I'd better go get ready :-) I'll post pictures soon. Thanks for your prayers everyone. It really makes a big difference. Please continue to pray that I'd be able to adjust easily and that God will give me energy for the upcoming work. Thanks again!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5255070817947595972-5672886795479517043?l=midwifemissionary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://midwifemissionary.blogspot.com/feeds/5672886795479517043/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5255070817947595972&amp;postID=5672886795479517043' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5255070817947595972/posts/default/5672886795479517043'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5255070817947595972/posts/default/5672886795479517043'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://midwifemissionary.blogspot.com/2007/09/im-here.html' title='I&apos;m here!'/><author><name>Holly Findley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18183678123060530499</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QRjaQLEwR3s/TRthto_d7RI/AAAAAAAAALw/HfH4fODJ3RY/S220/IMG_0590.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5255070817947595972.post-4721856365115410288</id><published>2007-09-04T13:44:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-11-15T03:40:10.561-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Orientation</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QRjaQLEwR3s/Rt2cGJ6zhFI/AAAAAAAAAA8/Vv6R4HIp_VM/s1600-h/l_f6615b8f4e9dc17ac5d7d24f0fdd7be7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5106409182063723602" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QRjaQLEwR3s/Rt2cGJ6zhFI/AAAAAAAAAA8/Vv6R4HIp_VM/s320/l_f6615b8f4e9dc17ac5d7d24f0fdd7be7.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QRjaQLEwR3s/Rt2cGp6zhGI/AAAAAAAAABE/OECMFM5b3AI/s1600-h/Aug-Sep+3+030.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5106409190653658210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QRjaQLEwR3s/Rt2cGp6zhGI/AAAAAAAAABE/OECMFM5b3AI/s320/Aug-Sep+3+030.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QRjaQLEwR3s/Rt2cHJ6zhHI/AAAAAAAAABM/xvPAEo8LtHM/s1600-h/Aug-Sep+3+034.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5106409199243592818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QRjaQLEwR3s/Rt2cHJ6zhHI/AAAAAAAAABM/xvPAEo8LtHM/s320/Aug-Sep+3+034.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hey everyone! Just a quick post to let you know what I've been up to these last few days. On Friday morning Sarah and I flew to Oregon to join up with all the other girls who will be traveling to the Philippines. It's been a really nice few days. I think that after all the craziness of trying to get ready to leave I really needed some time to just relax. We've been doing lots of hiking and fun stuff and it's been so great to have this time to get to know all the girls. It is sooo beautiful out here. I can't remember the last time I saw such breath taking beauty. God's creation has such a way of making you stand in awe of His might. So, tomorrow afternoon we begin our journey to the Davao and should arrive at our final destination on Friday. Please keep us in your prayers as we travel. Thanks everyone!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5255070817947595972-4721856365115410288?l=midwifemissionary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://midwifemissionary.blogspot.com/feeds/4721856365115410288/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5255070817947595972&amp;postID=4721856365115410288' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5255070817947595972/posts/default/4721856365115410288'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5255070817947595972/posts/default/4721856365115410288'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://midwifemissionary.blogspot.com/2007/09/orientation.html' title='Orientation'/><author><name>Holly Findley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18183678123060530499</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QRjaQLEwR3s/TRthto_d7RI/AAAAAAAAALw/HfH4fODJ3RY/S220/IMG_0590.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QRjaQLEwR3s/Rt2cGJ6zhFI/AAAAAAAAAA8/Vv6R4HIp_VM/s72-c/l_f6615b8f4e9dc17ac5d7d24f0fdd7be7.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5255070817947595972.post-698384958542942135</id><published>2007-08-30T22:51:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-08-30T22:56:17.072-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Leaving on a jet plane...</title><content type='html'>It's finally here! I thought it would never get here, and then when it did I was left wondering where the time had gone! Sarah and I are meeting at the airport early in the morning and flying to Portland to meet the other single girls in the class for orientation. Then on September 5th, we're all flying over to Davao.  Please pray that we'll all be safe as we travel and that our first few days together will be good. I'm not sure what is in store for us these next few days, but I can't wait to see what happens! Thanks everyone!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5255070817947595972-698384958542942135?l=midwifemissionary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://midwifemissionary.blogspot.com/feeds/698384958542942135/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5255070817947595972&amp;postID=698384958542942135' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5255070817947595972/posts/default/698384958542942135'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5255070817947595972/posts/default/698384958542942135'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://midwifemissionary.blogspot.com/2007/08/leaving-on-jet-plane.html' title='Leaving on a jet plane...'/><author><name>Holly Findley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18183678123060530499</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QRjaQLEwR3s/TRthto_d7RI/AAAAAAAAALw/HfH4fODJ3RY/S220/IMG_0590.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5255070817947595972.post-5439756893313770639</id><published>2007-08-23T22:28:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-08-23T22:39:17.365-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Only one more week!</title><content type='html'>It's almost here! Only seven more days and I'm off! I am soo super excited and I can't wait to get there and begin learning.  There's still all the goodbyes to do, and I really hate that part. I know that I'm gonna miss everyone over here a ton.  Pray for me this week. I really need it. There's still a bunch of stuff to get done and time is definitely running out. Thanks everyone!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5255070817947595972-5439756893313770639?l=midwifemissionary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://midwifemissionary.blogspot.com/feeds/5439756893313770639/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5255070817947595972&amp;postID=5439756893313770639' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5255070817947595972/posts/default/5439756893313770639'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5255070817947595972/posts/default/5439756893313770639'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://midwifemissionary.blogspot.com/2007/08/only-one-more-week.html' title='Only one more week!'/><author><name>Holly Findley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18183678123060530499</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QRjaQLEwR3s/TRthto_d7RI/AAAAAAAAALw/HfH4fODJ3RY/S220/IMG_0590.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5255070817947595972.post-365103323005306256</id><published>2007-08-10T21:47:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-11-15T03:40:10.693-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Almost there!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QRjaQLEwR3s/Rr0bVEX7oVI/AAAAAAAAAA0/PT4rucGSaMU/s1600-h/random+and+beach+pics+028.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5097260402018591058" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QRjaQLEwR3s/Rr0bVEX7oVI/AAAAAAAAAA0/PT4rucGSaMU/s320/random+and+beach+pics+028.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;It really is amazing that in three short weeks I'll be flying out to Portland for orientation and a few days later I'll be in the Philippines! It's getting kinda crazy here now with everything that needs to get done before I go. Things to buy, stuff to pack, people to see, letters to mail. It's been amazing how God is blessing me. Things are falling into place and overall, everything is going smoothly. I've got all the medical equipment I need (fetal doppler, stethoscope, BP cuff, to name a few) and the entire first year of tuition has been paid for. Praise the Lord! God continues to bless me and show me over and over again that He is in control. These last few weeks are going to be filled with preparations for school and spending time with friends and family before I leave. Please keep me in your prayers as I finish things up, and continue to pray that the remainder of the support I need will come in. God bless!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5255070817947595972-365103323005306256?l=midwifemissionary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://midwifemissionary.blogspot.com/feeds/365103323005306256/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5255070817947595972&amp;postID=365103323005306256' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5255070817947595972/posts/default/365103323005306256'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5255070817947595972/posts/default/365103323005306256'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://midwifemissionary.blogspot.com/2007/08/almost-there.html' title='Almost there!'/><author><name>Holly Findley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18183678123060530499</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QRjaQLEwR3s/TRthto_d7RI/AAAAAAAAALw/HfH4fODJ3RY/S220/IMG_0590.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QRjaQLEwR3s/Rr0bVEX7oVI/AAAAAAAAAA0/PT4rucGSaMU/s72-c/random+and+beach+pics+028.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5255070817947595972.post-4977845448928861068</id><published>2007-06-25T08:27:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-06-25T08:37:51.355-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Isn't it wonderful how God provides?</title><content type='html'>This weekend I spoke at my church's two weekend services.  It was really great to be there.  Being a church pianist at another church, it's heard to get there very often.  Anyway, it was really amazing how everything worked out.  I think that peoples hearts were really touched and on Sunday after the service they even took an offering for me!  God truly does provide for all our needs, especially when we are in His will.  What a wonderfull place to be!  It's like nothing else in the world!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Hxdx7s_HxN0"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Hxdx7s_HxN0" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5255070817947595972-4977845448928861068?l=midwifemissionary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://midwifemissionary.blogspot.com/feeds/4977845448928861068/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5255070817947595972&amp;postID=4977845448928861068' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5255070817947595972/posts/default/4977845448928861068'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5255070817947595972/posts/default/4977845448928861068'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://midwifemissionary.blogspot.com/2007/06/isnt-it-wonderful-how-god-provides.html' title='Isn&apos;t it wonderful how God provides?'/><author><name>Holly Findley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18183678123060530499</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QRjaQLEwR3s/TRthto_d7RI/AAAAAAAAALw/HfH4fODJ3RY/S220/IMG_0590.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5255070817947595972.post-7418618956591083329</id><published>2007-05-07T16:56:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-05-07T17:11:18.181-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Ready or Not!  Here it Comes!</title><content type='html'>I can't believe how quickly the time between now and August is going! Some days I feel like I'll never get everything done in time.  It all seems so overwhelming.  Maybe I should just forget the whole thing and go back to Africa.  But then I realize that it's just the enemy trying to discourage me and I try and get my thinking back on track with what it should be.  Then there are the days when I think to myself that I'd leave today if I could! Just the idea of learning to help women as they give birth to brand new precious babies is enough to make me want to jump up and down and praise God for this really awesome path that He's called me down.  The money that I need for the two years is slowly starting to come in making the whole thing seem that much more eminent.  Some days I still doubt whether or not it will all come in, but I know that God called me to this school and He will provide all that I need in order to attend.  It's easy to KNOW that God is in control, but harder to actually TRUST Him when things get tough.  He's always been with me before though. Why should I doubt Him now?  I really have no reason too. Please pray that I will be encouraged in the difficult times and that I will always turn to God when I feel doubts creeping in.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5255070817947595972-7418618956591083329?l=midwifemissionary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://midwifemissionary.blogspot.com/feeds/7418618956591083329/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5255070817947595972&amp;postID=7418618956591083329' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5255070817947595972/posts/default/7418618956591083329'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5255070817947595972/posts/default/7418618956591083329'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://midwifemissionary.blogspot.com/2007/05/ready-or-not-here-it-comes.html' title='Ready or Not!  Here it Comes!'/><author><name>Holly Findley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18183678123060530499</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QRjaQLEwR3s/TRthto_d7RI/AAAAAAAAALw/HfH4fODJ3RY/S220/IMG_0590.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5255070817947595972.post-485103813495552936</id><published>2007-04-16T09:23:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-11-15T03:40:11.046-05:00</updated><title type='text'>God is good all the time!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QRjaQLEwR3s/RiOBtt5TrLI/AAAAAAAAAAs/DqfGIC1o4eg/s1600-h/824281374_l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5054025829253885106" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QRjaQLEwR3s/RiOBtt5TrLI/AAAAAAAAAAs/DqfGIC1o4eg/s320/824281374_l.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Can I just start by saying how amazing our God is! Even when my faith is weak and I'm feeling down, He just amazes me with His provision and power. I have been blown away by how God has shown His faithfulness and love to me this week.&lt;br /&gt;This week has been kind of hard for me. It seems like everything happens at once. My elderly aunt collapsed and had to be taken to the hospital on Thursday leaving my uncle at home alone barely strong enough to take care of himself. So on top of all the stuff going on in my schedule, I was making hospital trips, cooking meals and cleaning for them. Along with the added stress to my schedule, I've also been worrying about some of the stuff that needs to happen in order to be able to go to school. Money's tight, and I have to buy a plane ticket to the Philippines by the end of the month. That one had me pretty scared. It's never cheap to fly out of the country and I definitely have been stretched already this past month. Then there was some of the medical equipment that I needed to buy and I could sure use some money for gas in my car! Well, Saturday I was really starting to feel down. Then I got a phone call from Sarah (a friend of mine who is also going to the same school) and she told me that someone she knows is going to sell us Fetal Doppler's for $75! A new, professional quality Doppler is usually at least $600! You would think that after that I would be convinced that God was in control and not worry any more about the other stuff. But no.. I still fretted. During church yesterday, I was having a hard time concentrating on the message because of everything going on, so I decided that it was time to do some serious prayer. This could not continue in this way. Some thing had to change. I was only making myself miserable. So I started to pray. I asked God why He would allow me to be accepted to school and then let things be so difficult for me (ok, I was whining a little). I told Him that I was feeling weak, and unable to continue. If He didn't intervene, then I didn't know how much longer I would be able to keep this up. I knew that this is God's will for me, and I have peace about it, but I was also getting tired of the spiritual warfare that always accompanies preparing to go to the mission field. I asked God to show me and those around me His power. To prove to us that He could provide when things seemed impossible. To bring glory to His name by keeping His word and helping His child as He promised He would. I afraid I didn't hear too much of the sermon, but God was working in my heart and by the end of the service I had a lot more peace in my heart. Following the service, I had to play a few hymns for a memorial service which I was happy to do for the grieving family. I have often done these sorts of things and feel honored to help. But then the lady who asked me to play handed me an envelope and thanked my for my music. Inside was $35. More than enough for gas in my car! That was a big encouragement. Then I headed out to meet a friend for lunch. She works with Teen Missions and she and I worked together in Malawi for about a year. I was sharing with her my concerns about being able to afford the flight to the Philippines and really just unburdening my heart to her. Then she told me that she was going to pray and talk to her husband about possibly helping me with this expense! Isn't God incredible? Every time I have a need He provides. In just a few hours after giving up my worry and fear to God, He miraculously provided for every need. I am in awe of His power and love and am so excited to see how He works in the future! This is only the beginning! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5255070817947595972-485103813495552936?l=midwifemissionary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://midwifemissionary.blogspot.com/feeds/485103813495552936/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5255070817947595972&amp;postID=485103813495552936' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5255070817947595972/posts/default/485103813495552936'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5255070817947595972/posts/default/485103813495552936'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://midwifemissionary.blogspot.com/2007/04/god-is-good-all-time.html' title='God is good all the time!'/><author><name>Holly Findley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18183678123060530499</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QRjaQLEwR3s/TRthto_d7RI/AAAAAAAAALw/HfH4fODJ3RY/S220/IMG_0590.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QRjaQLEwR3s/RiOBtt5TrLI/AAAAAAAAAAs/DqfGIC1o4eg/s72-c/824281374_l.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5255070817947595972.post-967148839616965289</id><published>2007-04-13T21:20:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-11-15T03:40:11.758-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Dear Friends and Loved Ones</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QRjaQLEwR3s/RiAuQ95TrKI/AAAAAAAAAAk/EMcA5cokXSw/s1600-h/women-tiny+baby.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5053089650937408674" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QRjaQLEwR3s/RiAuQ95TrKI/AAAAAAAAAAk/EMcA5cokXSw/s320/women-tiny+baby.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Dear Friends and Loved Ones, 05 April, 2007&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God has been blessing me beyond what I could ever imagine and I am excited to tell you all about what He has been doing in my life lately. First of all, I want to thank you for your faithful prayer and support while I was in Malawi, Africa. God taught me and stretched me and grew me up in many ways during the eighteen months I spent there and I am so thankful that I had the opportunity to serve Him.&lt;br /&gt;I spent my last month in Malawi living in a village near Mwanza, a small city on the border to Mozambique. I was the only westerner in the area and saw things from a completely different perspective than I had before. Every day I walked to the well for my water and chatted with the women while I waited my turn. I bathed from a bucket and cooked over a fire, just like people living in a village would do. I experienced first hand the hardships and joys of living so simply and gained a much greater appreciation for the culture of the Chewa people. There was such tremendous need among the people there that it broke my heart. These people live everyday not knowing that they can live healthier lives by simply wearing shoes to the outhouse or by eating a varied diet instead of eating okra every day. It was so sad to see these people living in such poor conditions and often because they simply didn’t know better! Many of these people live in spiritual darkness. Some follow indigenous religions like Guli Wangulu, witchcraft and many people are turning to Islam. Some claim to be Christian but have no idea that Christ is a Savior looking to have a personal relationship with them. They may attend church, but that is as far as their religion goes. Or they may believe that because their family claims to be Christian that they are Christians too. The needs in this small country are incredible and I have a heavy burden on my heart to go back to them and spread the light of Jesus Christ.&lt;br /&gt;The people who touched my heart the most were the women. During those weeks in Mwanza I prayed that God would show me what He would have me do to help them. I couldn’t bear the thought of leaving these precious women and not doing anything to help them. During my daily prayer time I wrestled with God about leaving Malawi, coming home, what to do next and if I should return. I longed to see my family again but at the same time I couldn’t bear the thought of leaving these people that I had come to love so dearly. After much prayer and deliberation I decided to pursue midwifery. I believe that as a midwife God can use me to touch the lives of many women in need. I heard stories about some of the terrible practices that many women have to endure during labor and delivery. Some village midwifes beat the women believing that it will help her to endure pain better. One woman told me that while she was in the hospital to have her baby, another woman there had a cesarean section and lost her baby because the doctor was careless and cut the baby while performing the operation. Not only will I have the opportunity to help them have safe and healthy pregnancies and deliveries, but I will have an opportunity to show the love of God to women in need.&lt;br /&gt;I have been accepted to Newlife Int’l School of Midwifery. This school is a Christian midwifery school that is run on the mission field which means that I will be able to earn a degree in midwifery and serve the Lord as a missionary at the same time! The school is based at Mercy Maternity Center in Davao, Philippines and serves impoverished families that cannot afford quality health care. It is a two year program and I plan to leave for the Philippines at the end of August. I can’t even begin to express how excited I am about this. I know it is only because of God that this is possible. God is blessing me and opening doors in ways that I was afraid to hope for. If you are interested in learning more about what I will be doing, the school’s web site is &lt;a href="http://www.midwifeschool.org/"&gt;http://www.midwifeschool.org/&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;In order for me to be able to go to school I am going to need a lot of prayers. This is a much bigger endeavor than anything that I have done in the past. Please pray that I will have wisdom as I prepare for school. That I will be able to get everything done that needs to be done and that things will go smoothly. Also please pray that God will be preparing my heart for the mission field. Pray that I will be effective and that I will learn as much as I possibly can. I want more than anything to be useful for the Lord. Another thing that I ask you to pray about is the finances needed for me to go to school. The cost of tuition, travel, visas, living expenses and medical equipment comes to about $30,000. Just the thought of trying to raise such a large amount of money can seem like an impossible task, but I know that God has made it possible for me to get this far and He will provide what I need. If you feel God touching your heart, then please help to send me back to the mission field. Without the help of those of you here at home, it will be next to impossible for me to go. A few things that are on my list of things to buy in the very near future are a Fetal Doppler, about $600; a plane ticket to the Philippines costs about $1250; and tuition for the first year comes to $10,000. Any help would be greatly appreciated.&lt;br /&gt;I thank God for all of my friends, relatives, supporters and prayer partners that He has brought into my life. It is because of you that I am able to do any of this. Thank you for all that you do.&lt;br /&gt;In Christ,&lt;br /&gt;Holly Findley&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5255070817947595972-967148839616965289?l=midwifemissionary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://midwifemissionary.blogspot.com/feeds/967148839616965289/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5255070817947595972&amp;postID=967148839616965289' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5255070817947595972/posts/default/967148839616965289'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5255070817947595972/posts/default/967148839616965289'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://midwifemissionary.blogspot.com/2007/04/dear-friends-and-loved-ones-05-april.html' title='Dear Friends and Loved Ones'/><author><name>Holly Findley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18183678123060530499</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QRjaQLEwR3s/TRthto_d7RI/AAAAAAAAALw/HfH4fODJ3RY/S220/IMG_0590.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QRjaQLEwR3s/RiAuQ95TrKI/AAAAAAAAAAk/EMcA5cokXSw/s72-c/women-tiny+baby.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5255070817947595972.post-4448148147985158561</id><published>2007-04-03T10:46:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-04-03T11:27:31.027-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Getting Started</title><content type='html'>Ok Everyone, here it is! My first blog. As most of you know, I'm getting ready to go to a Christian midwifery school in the Philippines. It seems like everything is happening so fast! One day I'm still wondering if I'm going to be accepted and then just a few short weeks later I'm looking at buying plane tickets! It's all still a little scary and very exciting.&lt;br /&gt;It seems like lately God has been teaching me a lot about trust. That seems to be a recuring theme with me these last few years. Before it was trusting God to provide what I needed to go to Malawi. Then just getting on the plane and going! Then trusting God while being the only westerner at the base for three months. Then trusting God when I was going back home and had no idea what I was going to do! Trust seems to be one of those things that you always have to do a little more every day. So now, it's all about trusting God to provide money for school. I have no idea where all the support is going to come from, but I know that He's going to provide it. It's not something that I can do in my own strength. I really have no choice but to give it to God. But I still tend to try and take it back and worry and fret about it. I know that it does absolutely no good to worry about it, but I guess that we humans like to be in control, and maybe releasing control of it and giving it to God is something that I need to work on. So for now, if God brings it to your mind, please pray that I will be able to give this over completely to God. That I will have peace in my heart and mind and that my faith in Him will grow.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5255070817947595972-4448148147985158561?l=midwifemissionary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://midwifemissionary.blogspot.com/feeds/4448148147985158561/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5255070817947595972&amp;postID=4448148147985158561' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5255070817947595972/posts/default/4448148147985158561'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5255070817947595972/posts/default/4448148147985158561'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://midwifemissionary.blogspot.com/2007/04/getting-started.html' title='Getting Started'/><author><name>Holly Findley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18183678123060530499</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QRjaQLEwR3s/TRthto_d7RI/AAAAAAAAALw/HfH4fODJ3RY/S220/IMG_0590.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry></feed>
