Soooo, this one time in Honduras…
My team leader went for a
run down the dirt road next to our ministry site and was bit by a dog.
My squadmate was stung by a
scorpion and ended up with a prescription for swollen tonsils.
I painted a rock in a garden
in Spanish.

I may have caused a traffic accident while evangelizing at a busy intersection. I think the driver was trying to read my sign and clipped the back tire of a motorcycle in front of him.
I had the best tacos de
pollo EVER!! (chicken tacos)
I slept in my tent for a
month.

I had teenage boys give me
hugs and kisses everyday.
I helped mow the lawn with
machetes.

My squadmates pooped in some
tall grass along side the road, and behind our bus on a busy street.
I portrayed the temptation
of Lust in a super powerful skit that made the audience cry.
I got a sore throat and a
head cold…go figure.
I spent an entire afternoon
in a hammock.
I shared a bathroom with 65
people.
My female teammates and I
washed our guys’ clothes as a trade off not to have to wash the oatmeal dishes
or scrub the toilets!
I had to hand wash all my
clothes.
I couldn’t tell if I was
really tan or really dirty.
I shaved my legs sitting on
a rock in the front yard.
Most of us moved rocks
around all day.
Christina mixed concrete
with her bare hands.
Our whole squad was sick.
I helped look up movie times
in Spanish.
There were sewage pipes
flying through the air and landing on a squad leader.
I spent a small fortune at
the Pulperia.
I have started using words
like Pulperia (convenience store) and bodega (storage) as daily language.
I missed chairs terribly
because we sat on the floor, concrete benches, rocks and dirt all month.
I caught Carter’s shirt in
midair as it blew off our makeshift clothesline.
My team lived in an area we
dubbed “The Ruins.”
I witnessed 2 male
squadmates have a lovely dinner date at the rock table.
I learned how to make coffee
for 30 people.
I added “ish” to the end of
every time that was given to me.
Tia developed her monkey
skills, although she is super afraid of heights, to hang a rope for a swing
high up in a tree.
My team became excavators,
gardeners and landscapers all in one day.
Many of us developed a
strong dislike for oatmeal.
Cokes in glass bottles were
an every day occurrence.
We had between 5 and 25
laptops/ipods plugged into the wall simultaneously.
I cleaned my tent by
emptying everything out and picking the whole thing up to dump all the dirt out
the front door!
There was a spa in the
kitchen that smelled like Lavender and Lemongrass. I gave back massages.
I braided hair every day.
Everyone tried to lick their
elbow on a bus to IHNFA.
Robbie (our squad leader)
tossed bread to us like we were ducks.
Another squad leader created
some very inappropriate words in our Zip-It game.
I saw Jesus in everyone
around me.
