With one leg on the ground and the other against the tree, Bunty stood quietly and watched as the children played.

The setting unfolded on a big green field, surrounded by palm trees, right in the middle of town – our favorite place where we wrapped up each day playing soccer and hanging out with friends, old and new.

Bunty and I were talking, laughing, and recounting the day. He had changed into new clothes because more than a few drops of mint green paint had landed on his shirt.

In the summer of 2016, we partnered with local tradesmen to assist Bunty in building a new house. It wasn't a request on his part; rather, someone on our team noticed the condition of his one-room house and offered help, a gesture he gladly accepted.

This project held a special place in our team's heart because Bunty had become an integral part of our family. From the very beginning, he consistently volunteered his help, ensured our safety, and looked out for everyone on the team.

After several years of working side-by-side with Bunty, we worked together to build him a safe and secure home. Unfortunately, due to constraints in time and budget, we couldn't paint it. However, we vowed to return the next March and add the finishing touch with a fresh coat of paint.

In Jamaica, you'll notice several houses with bright and vibrant colors. When we asked Bunty what color he wanted, he smiled and said, 'mint green.'

I can't speak for all of Jamaica, but Mr. Bunty has the only mint green house in Hampstead, and that's the way he likes it.

It took us three days to prime the house and then cover it with several gallons of mint green paint. Now, as Bunty rested against the tree, his body sore from three days of painting, he glanced up the hill and smiled at the sight of his freshly painted house.

That moment, visiting with Bunty and seeing the pride he had for his new house, is something I will never forget. It was a moment created by several people, thousands of prayers, and by a God who transcends geographical boundaries to create lifechanging friendships.

Now, 7 years later, the Jamaican sun has peeled and faded the paint. So, this summer we will return and side-by-side, we will put a new layer of mint green paint on Mr. Bunty's house.

I can't wait!