Monthly Archives: September 2016

Hairy Spiders

img_4783One does not have to be in a third-world country to live among the various spider populations. In Guatemala, one often meets up with tarantulas with a leap and a shout. These hairy spiders live everywhere, or at least it seems like it.

I do believe the Theraphosidae family of spiders have received a bad reputation because of the movies depicting them as killers. Truthfully, these timid creatures have venom weaker than a bee’s. I for one am not going to put that to the test, but they are not aggressive beasts.

Several years ago I went to the Animal Kingdom Park at Disney World, and at the entrance stood some young adults holding plastic containers. One could see different kinds of tarantulas, and some of the workers held them in their hands. My insides squirmed as I watched children gently pet the creatures. I realized that if there had been any danger, this would not have been allowed.

Every missionary at Shadow can tell a tarantula story. One fellow, bleary-eyed from an early morning wake-up, looked down at his foot to see an unwanted visitor. Braver than some of us, he grabbed his iPhone to get pictures and put them on Facebook. The Shadow guard disturbed one when he worked up soil around some plants. Before its death, he brought it over to the office for everyone to see. Another missionary found one in front of her house intending to visit inside. She made a quick decision that it would not have entrance. Cyndi Cope has a gift-giving cat, who left her a tarantula where Cyndi would see it. She almost stepped on the hairy creature.

One morning, I took a step into the shower. Seeing a dark spot, I jerked back and took a closer look. Yep, a small tarantula planned to shower with me. My plan for him included his early death.

My curiosity about these creatures took me to the internet, and I discovered some interesting facts.

1. Tarantulas are harmless, docile, and rarely bite people. They are intimidated by the size of people and   will seek a way of escape.

2. They can be as large as a dinner plate or as small as a dime. Any size of this spider can be scary when all their hair makes them seem more significant.

3.  The life span of the female is double that of the males, who can live up to ten years.

4. This arachnid has become a popular pet. Some countries have added them to the menu. (I think I will pass.)

5. They burrow in the ground to make their homes. At night they hunt in trees or on the ground for their food.

6. The parasitic Pepsis wasps are their dreaded enemy.

Hairy spiders are a part of life in Guatemala. Even knowing how harmless they are, I would rather they not live too close to me. My protective instinct would be to kill the small ones and holler for help for anything bigger than a half dollar.

James Project of Latin America

The day came to pass the baton on to the new administrators of the James Project of Latin America (JPoLA). I felt like I was being caught up in a dream as we moved through the simple ceremony. Our team, the house parents, and the children of the Project knew the Applegates, and they readily accepted them as CEOs. I marveled at the ease everything moved forward.

However, concerns and questions began flying in my mind. I sought the Lord about my future. He had called me to Guatemala, and after fourteen years of ministry, I wondered if I should stay or move elsewhere. When I left Montana to come to Guatemala, I made a permanent move. I closed the door behind me by selling or giving everything away. I had no home. Now I questioned if I should go to another location.

I struggled with my thoughts, waiting for the Lord to show me what my next venture would be. I tried to focus on the idea that I didn’t have to go to the office every day. I could finally live my dream. I could sleep in as long as I wanted, have a leisurely morning, enjoy my coffee, and have a long devotional time—in my pajamas. That’s not what happened. My body wouldn’t cooperate, and I woke up at 5:00 a.m., leaving me with a full day of wondering what to do with myself.

I felt an impression in my spirit that I wasn’t finished in Monjas or at the orphanage yet. People around me stated the hope that I would remain. They felt that the founder still had a significant role to play. I didn’t know what that meant, but I trusted that the Lord would reveal His plan to me soon.

Gradually, I adjusted to the new circumstances of my life and continued living among the people I loved. Opportunities for volunteer work opened up, and I became involved without having to carry the stress of an administrator.

One afternoon, a girl who had lived in the orphanage for ten years came to my house and frantically said, “Mama Carroll, I don’t like who I am, and I want to change. Please help me.”

This request was quite a tall order, but I knew Who would be able to help her with the transformation. I needed to be in tune with the Lord’s leading and draw upon the teaching I received through healing ministry courses. Another door had opened for ministry, and I took her through counseling sessions. I became available for ministry with other girls too.Photo-0038_2

When I reflected how the hand of God had moved to bring together this place of refuge for children and a help for widows, I stood amazed. He entrusted us with a great responsibility for these lives even when we did not know how to accomplish such a task. He gave us what we needed when we needed it. I read the Scriptures and a message stood out to me: “I will sing of the mercies of the Lord forever: with my mouth [pen] will I make known thy faithfulness to all generations” (Psalm 89:1). Through my experiences, I could share with others how God took a design and turned it into a ministry to help hundreds of hurting children. I began to write a memoir of my involvement in one of God’s grand plans.

God had a plan for me to continue at James Project of Latin America and showed me a path to follow. My heart is full because I am close to my baby and involved in the lives of these precious children.