These are the words we spoke on our wedding day to serve as a mission statement for our family

from a soft whisper to a thunderous roar, the call of God beckons beyond our comforts and securities. Where ever it leads, our family will follow the uncultured, undomesticated call of our God. A God who would never give us safety at the price of significance. We will raise our children to always chase after the Kingdom of Jesus of Nazareth – A man who had no home, yet lived in the Father’s love. Understanding the call and cost, we choose Jesus above all else.

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Updates to come...

     Ian and Rose Penwell (who are responsible for updating this website) have been in Boise, Idaho since August. They are teaching the Mercy In Action Midwifery Academic School and have been very busy.

Schedules will slow down soon and updates will follow. There have been many developments in the last few months that we will enjoy sharing with you.

Thank you











Meet-up @ Women O' Steel


The Penwells are back in Boise next week for the fall semester. We will be teaching the academic midwifery school for 3 months, then back to the Philippines until the next fall. We would love to see all of our friends and family, but it will be a very busy fall schedule and we may not be able to give everyone the time they deserve.

Yet, lo and behold, nearly as soon as we step off the plane, we are honored to be invited to a benefit party for Mercy in Action, sponsored by our church and partners in Boise. We will be there. You should be there too. I am suggesting a meet-up for all our friends who we want to see. Come visit us on August 20th and support our cause at the same time.

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Celebrate the 4th

Reason enough to celebrate, huh? Selah had a big day when we took our swimsuits and new BBQ grill to one of the local pools. Here's a clip of her the day she learns to swim. Happy 4th of July!






...the cries of the voiceless

Too often the poor

    have no advocates. Their voices remain voiceless, their cries are left unheard. This forced silence on their behalf has opened the doors of injustice. Crimes can be committed against the poor simply because they are poor and have no representation, no advocates, no one speaking for their rights as sons and daughters of God.

Most often it’s women and children who suffer the worst at the hands of such injustice because they are the easiest to abuse and the easiest to ignore.

32,000 Children die every day from diseases that are easily treated and easily prevented. More than 560,000 women will not survive childbirth this year because they had no medical assistance. In the Philippine Islands, if a child’s mother dies, the child’s chance of living past the age of five becomes less than 50%. For years I would say that these un-necessary death tolls of the poor were from preventable causes. They are, but i believe these poor deserve more than our rational about why they are dying. So I now say that our women and children, our young and old men who have done nothing more then be born into poverty are not simply dying form preventable disease. The injustice of their disease is the fruit of our neglect. They die for lack of someone to care

In His day, Jesus spoke out against the widespread neglect and apathy towards the poor. He told the church that it is our job to care for the orphans, the widows, the homeless and the sick. And He said that all which we do for the least of these, we do for Him. The church today is still called to respond in compassion to the poor and weak. This is our response. We are suppose to meet the relevant needs of those whom Jesus finds relevant



Old fashioned day at the beach

We have some friends from New Mexico visiting right now and thought it would be fun to take them to the beach. Although there were closer beachfronts, we decided to head about an hour north to see if we could find some waves. We stopped off for the day at Crystal Beach, a spot that Rose and I had surfed before; sadly, there were none to be had. Apparently the multiple storms that have passed through these last two years have altered the sandbed, so the waves are only up on rare occasion and breaking so close to the beach that by time you were riding it, you would be seconds from eating sand.

But we made the best of our day at the beach anyways. Since the best camera you have is the camera at hand (and I only had my phone camera at hand), I decided to add some filters to help soften the poor pixilation.

More beach photos here













Diarrhea Informative Speech: COMM101

I've been taking online classes this last semester...actually, I just finished. One of my classes was a repeat of Communications 101. It was a repeat class because the first time I took COMM101 was at New Mexico State University in 2002 and my grades from that semester were so poor that I honestly didn't want to admit that I'd attended University before.

I don't think I did too poorly in Communications back then, but my grades certainly weren't helped by the fact that I stopped attending all my classes halfway through the semester; except golf....I like golf.

Anyways, I retook COMM101 this year, along with a few other classes (happy to say I got a 4.0), and I had to give two speeches during the semester. Since I like the look of the skeleton in the background, I figured I would post my speech here as well. It's on diarrhea. 





The Natural Alternative: Moving on...

Rose and I were extremely fortunate when we returned to Boise in 2008 and started our own home birth practice. Our honest intentions were to simply use the practice to stay involved with birth, while we expected it to be very small scale - maybe 2-3 births a year? We didn't anticipate the warm welcome we received from the midwifery community, both midwives and mothers. We certainly didn't expect to have the practice become a full time job for both Rose and I. We know how lucky we were.

 ...and now our time has come to leave again. We stopped taking new clients in the new year; Rose also worked temporarily for Treasure Valley Midwives the last three months before we left. In mid-April, we boarded a plane back to the Islands; The Philippine Islands, where we’ve lived before and our middle child (Selah Jeru) was born. Here we are working with Mercy In Action to build a new clinic to provide free maternity care for impoverished families.

We enjoyed our time in Boise and will be back to visit regularly. We loved being part of such an important event in so many families lives. Thank you

...To the Journey