In 1983, I naively traveled to Guatemala, wishing to serve those in need by working with an evangelical ministry there. Nothing that I planned for happened, and the unexpected very much did, leading me into mountain villages where children had never seen someone like me, becoming slowly aware of the political turmoil that would lead to a military coup, ousting the president, and creating an environment that was threatening to those of my faith at the time. Through it all, I experienced great hospitality from the very poor, was encouraged by their New Testmant faith, and will cherish always singing, in the mountain villages, with the children.