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Hello my friend, my name is Ruth and I am the second oldest in a family of eight (three brothers and two sisters). Since childhood my parents introduced me to the high purpose of knowing and serving the living Christ by laying down my life for a world in great need of His love and redemption.

We have developed our own creative measures of humor, music, dance and street performances to bring the message of hope and forgiveness to life in third world countries. Our vision is to love the unloved, to remember the forgotten and to comfort the brokenhearted with the personal touch of Christ in us.

My polish father is a self-taught musician but most of all has imparted in us the spirit of a ‘fighter’. (His conversion at Notre Dame University was strangely ‘coincidental’ with the identity of ‘The Fighting Irish’) My Irish mother has taught us tenderness and care. My brothers and sisters and I are 2nd-degree black belts in Tae Kwon Do (also trained in the Brazilian art of Capoeira). We have had the privilege to teach these martial arts at orphanages and use it as part of our performances.

We are not any denomination, religion or cult. My parents grew up Catholic and my father graduated, after attendance at several seminaries, with a Master’s degree. So our exposure, understanding and freedom allows us to relate to all religions and even those who don’t believe in God at all.

We have been to over thirty countries around the world. We have been living in South America where we were invited to perform in the prisons, orphanages, schools, military bases and city centers as well as special events for government officials. We just returned to the US in order to pay off our debts and save up for our return.

Elizabeth, Ruth, Sarah, Rachel, Michael, Abraham, Joshua and David.

"If am not for others, what am I? If not now, when? -

Tae Kwon Do teaches discipline and focus, here in a prison we taught a few moves to the prisoners.

All of this has been funded by our individual efforts to work various jobs. We are not a “non-profit group” or supported by any organization whatsoever. This allows us the freedom to have no particular religious agenda or ties but also leaves us with the huge burden of having to provide for ourselves all the funds that we need both to travel with and to do what we can, when possible, to help the multitudes that we meet who are in great need.

It is our hope that maybe someone ‘out there’ would find a kindred spirit to help us help others so we could go farther and stay longer in South America and beyond. Most people are well familiar with Africa or Haiti but who has heard of the deep suffering of Colombia from the FARC drug wars or the many other obscure 3^rd world countries?

You can write me for any reason and I have a paypal account at whatwouldyoufightfor@yahoo.com

Thank you for taking the time to look at my blog and if you know anyone you could share it with that would be great. May you become aware of God’s love and personal touch of your life!

One of the largest prisons in South America

SOS Village for orphans.

Military rehabilitation center

We use poi, fire, magic tricks and costumes with our performance some of which has been donated to us.

Military training base.

Many times we hike out into the mountains and country side to reach people that have no access to roads.

My brother made himself stilts (that fold down so we can pack them). It is amazing to watch both children and adults marvel when he walks into the crowd. So many have never seen things we take for granted like a circus.

In this prison there were 7,000 men in a prison built to hold 2,000. Many did not even have a bed or cell but slept in the cold hall ways. There is never enough food or blankets and the majority have never seen a judge. Some have been in there for years and not yet received a sentence, some really are innocent, and some have ten year sentences for things like not paying their rent.

Oscar, Juancho and Javier, some of my Tae Kwon Do students at an orphanage.

My brothers and I were jogging up this mountain to reach a village that was built on the side. In this one house we met a mother whose son was in a wheel chair both mentally and physically handicapped. The only way to get to the house was up this long steep staircase after a few hour hike up the mountain. She has to make this journey whenever she needs supplies and if her son needs medical attention, she has to make the journey with him in a wheel chair!

In the picture above we traveled with the United Nations to a jungle village about 5 hours off the main road. The road was a bumpy, washed out dirt road where the only other traffic we saw was livestock and guys on horses. It was extremely hot, I don't know how my brother made it in that costume. After performing we were exhausted and with a bit of heatstroke, the army soldiers stationed there brought us this tray of drinks. As thirsty as I was I took a big gulp to discover nice warm rice milk. The kind soldier smiled at me and asked if I liked it. I said yes very much thank you, then waited till he walked away and I could get a little kid to drink it for me.

What Would You Fight For?