This week I had the opportunity to go to a local school where several of Tony’s kids attend. We were there during their exam time so we did not help teach classes like some other teams did but we were able to play with the kids during their recess. The principal wanted us to help dig out the side of a cliff and make it flat so the kids would have a place to play. We worked as a team to dig out a major portion of the cliff over a period of 3 days. My hands are blistered, my back is hurting, and my spirit is blessed. Working hard doing manual labor is not something I am used to but with my team as a support system we all kept good attitudes and made it fun. One of my teammates; Marianne encouraged our team to find God throughout our daily activities. God used three little girls on the swing set who were singing on the top of the hill to show me His goodness while we were hard at work. They were singing “Yes Lord” in English which is a song that I know from home.
My team and I went to another ministry this week called “Heart of Christ” we traveled by bus for a couple of hours to get there. This ministry was started by an American couple a few years ago. They take in girls who became pregnant as a result of rape or incest and give them a home and a family like structure. Lee and Gracie call the girls their daughters and currently have 6 girls and their babies living with them. They also have 3 boys who are 2 years old who have been abandoned by their moms because it was too difficult to constantly be reminded of the pain that they suffered that caused the pregnancy. The youngest girl that Lee and Gracie have with them is 12 years old who just recently had a baby in December; her baby’s father is also the girls Grandfather. It was clear that their ministry was really having an impact and I was thankful I was able to be a part of it.
During each of our days of ministry Tony sends some of his boys to go with us to help work and to help us get to and from our ministry site. Traveling to the Heart of Christ was a long process; it took two bus rides, one car ride, and three hours to get there. We didn’t know what bus to get on, when to get off, or when the next ride would get there. We had to follow the Honduran boys and listen to what they said to do since we had no idea. It was a little nerve racking putting all my trust in teenage boys who don’t speak much English to keep us safe. We were all very happy to finally make it back to the property safely at the end of the day. My teammate Marianne pointed out that this is how we need to trust in Christ during our daily lives. Even when it is uncomfortable and we have no idea what to do we need to follow God and let Him lead us in the right direction. God will never let us down.
