IRISH RAMEL

Worship in the waiting… 🤍

How you wait matters… We’re waiting for Him to open doors, answer prayers, and make a move. But are you waiting anxiously? Doubtfully? Fearfully?

Let me remind you today. God is a promise keeper. A miracle worker. His word cannot return to Him void. So whatever holy scripture you’ve read and put your hope in, it will come through. He cannot lie. He’s God. He can’t fail. He’s the same yesterday, today, and forever. He has not forgotten about you.

I know easy to say, harder to do right? But It’ll be worth it because the pain you’re feeling, can’t compare to the joy that is coming. And that’s coming from someone who has experienced tremendous loss.

“And after you have suffered a little while, the God of all grace, who has called you to his eternal glory in Christ, will himself restore, confirm, strengthen, and establish you.” 1 Peter‬ ‭5‬:‭10‬ ‭ESV‬‬

So…
Wait faithfully.
Wait expectantly.
And worship Him in the waiting… 🤍

Grateful and honored that the Lord Jesus didn’t just open the door, He placed me in that room. What God did in there was powerful. And wow… I’m still in awe.

Can’t wait for y’all to hear this project. Congrats to the One Voice family! What a masterpiece lifted to the only One worthy of every ounce of glory. 🖤🙌🏽

New haircut, same blessed spirit — feeling beautiful and refreshed. 💛✨✝️

Rancho La Hermosa was the first orphanage I’ve ever stepped into and it was nothing like I expected. Built with beauty and dignity, it had a soccer field, a playground, and space to just be kids. But more than that, it’s a place where the goal is clear: to root these children in the unwavering love of God, believing that His love alone can break generational cycles of poverty, trauma, and abandonment.

We had the privilege of playing games, sharing meals, pulling weeds in the field. Doing small things with great love. The younger ones welcomed us with open arms, while the older ones, maybe too familiar with people who come and go, held back a bit. Still, just to be with them was holy.

My heart didn’t quite know what to feel—grief, awe, hope all swirled together. But I kept thinking of God’s promise in Jeremiah 29:11: “For I know the plans I have for you,” declares the Lord, “plans to prosper you and not to harm you, plans to give you a future and a hope.”

I’m deeply thankful to have shared these moments with my church family. Their presence made all the difference; I couldn’t have done it without them.

Even if we were only there for a moment, Jesus is with them for a lifetime. 🤍🥹🙏🏽

At the heart of the canyon, where families live among the dump, we stepped into something sacred—TJ Breakfast Club. A place where anyone can come for a hot meal, as many plates as they need, and often… much more than food.

We heard how it all began, helped in the kitchen, and sat in real conversations about pain, hope, and healing. Because of God’s grace, this place isn’t just a breakfast line—it’s where hearts meet, prayers are lifted, and the love of Jesus is shared.

I came to serve — but I didn’t expect to be the one fed. 🍽️🙏🏽❤️

“Truly I tell you, whatever you did for one of the least of these brothers and sisters of mine, you did for me.” Matthew 25:40

Deep in the canyon known as ‘The Dump’ in Tijuana, where families live among piles of trash and the air is heavy with the smell of waste. This day I witnessed something far more powerful than poverty — faith. What moved me even more was how these families, in such severe conditions, opened their homes and hearts to us. They allowed us to lay hands on them, to pray over their homes, their children, their futures—standing in faith with us, believing with us. Despite their circumstances, they trust God with a strength that humbled me. To look into their eyes and see hope still burning. My first mission trip with my church family, and it changed me forever. 🤍🙏🏽

Even in the filth and ashes, His presence was unmistakably near.

This is Panchito.