Its been almost two weeks since our mission trip to Honduras and I feel like I’m still gathering my thoughts about it.
Before leaving, I honestly didn’t know what to expect. I knew in general what we had planned to do. But, I just couldn’t picture it in my head. And maybe that was best. I didn’t go with a pre-conceived idea of how each day should go. Instead I went down with a desire to be useful in the service of the Lord and feelings of excitement and fear.
We were fortunate to visit two different parishes while on the trip. One in the North and one in the South. This meant a lot of travel time – but we were lucky to see the varied and beautiful topography of this country. If you look at the picture, you can see the red push pins represent some of the places we visited while there.
Our time there was not without challenges. But I treasure the time spent and my heart is willing to return.
Our primary purpose was to assist two missionaries who are there full time providing emotional, organizational and spiritual support to the churches there. The team experienced compline together twice a day. At one church we were able to build a walkway complete with steps in front of a church that sat perched on the top of a steep hill without easy access.
We waited awhile for some equipment that did not show up; but are happy to report that we completed the job! While there, some of the women shared with me their favorite hymns and however small and humble their church was – it was clean, bright, warm & acoustically perfect. My youngest daughter and I were moved to tears by the presence of the Holy Spirit in that church.
In the other church we visited, part of the team helped with some painting of the exterior of the church. I was blessed to be part of a small group demonstrating a particular kind of rug hooking. The workshop leader used materials available in Honduras and the women not only picked up the craft quickly, but immediately began producing works of art.
Also in this church we were able to participate in a worship service. It is always good to be in the house of the Lord. Even with the service being in another language, it didn’t matter. We were all fully part of one body, worshipping our God together. Amen!
As I said, I’m still wrapping my head around all that happened there. This was a humbling experience and one that has left me just so in awe of God. I am so grateful and blessed.
Thank you for all of your prayers and encouragement!