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This is the chronicle of medical missions interns, in southern Honduras, as they meet, feed, care for, and love the Lazarus's of today. "There was a rich man who was dressed in purple and fine linen and who feasted sumtuously every day. And at his gate lay a poor man named Lazarus, covered with sores, who longed to satisfy his hunger with what fell from the rich man's table; even the dogs would come and lick his sores," Luke 16: 19-21
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- El sabor de los buenos momentos
- Musings on the Road to Monjaras - by Haley
- Kyle week 4.2 Popping a stinky balloon.
- Guilty as Charged
- Kyle Week 3.2: like rolling up a tortilla.
- Kyle Week 3
- The Wee Little Mouse
- Monday was my clinic day with Loren and Kyle. I w...
- First Day at School
- Week 2: Introduction to Medicine
- Hurricanes, Mud, and Floods
- It Was A Dark and Stormy Afternoon
- Kyle Week 2.2: The tip of the needle!
- Adventures with the interns!
- A whale of a week
- Kyle Week Two
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