Well now that Month 4 is almost over I guess I’ll write a blog about Month 3.
Lately, I’ve had a hard time putting thoughts together in a way that make sense to people who aren’t here on the race with me. It’s a tough thing to explain and once I figure it out I’ll be blogging for days – but while I continue to process life on the field please be patient with me. (Quick side note, I have about five unfinished blogs started and saved – I just can’t seem to find the right words to explain what life on the race is like. I promise I’ll finish them eventually.)
In Honduras, we partnered with a group called Mision Caribe in El Paraiso for the month. We were living with a couple who are also missionaries in Honduras and have been working with Fuente de Agua Viva (Fount of Living Water) for about six months now.
I’ll start with Paola and Kleimer. We met these two during a home visit about halfway through our time in Honduras. I remember the day perfectly. Paola, a shy five year old, was sitting on the steps to their house as Kleimer, her mother, did chores in the quadrant they lived in. We helped Kleimer celebrate her 23rd birthday, we drew pictures with Paola and we bought them chicken from Pollolandia. These two have been the hardest goodbye for me so far on the race.
In Honduras we also hosted an event for the women called “Quien Eres?” where we gave testimonies, spoke on identity, worshiped prayed and washed the women’s feet. Our heart behind this event was to empower the women to seek their identity in Christ and to see the true Father heart of God. Words cannot express the breakthrough that happened and the power of the Holy Spirit on this night.
During our time with Fuente de Agua Viva we hosted a children’s carnival with games, pinatas, face painting and crafts for kids. We had close to 100 kids show up!
During our time in El Paraiso we were able to celebrate Holy Week with them. It was really fun to be immersed in their traditions and culture. They are very elaborate in the way they celebrate Easter here. Honestly, I wish our culture honored the death and resurrection of Jesus the way the Hondurans do. They line the streets with “carpets” made of flour and sawdust followed by a live presentation of the death and resurrection of Jesus.
PS: If you read my last blog you know that Unsung Hero month has been a bit of a struggle for me. I’m happy to inform you that we have found some INCREDIBLE people in Northern Chile and the Lord is really doing a work here for future teams. Stay tuned for an update on how month 4 is going.
As always … thanks for checking in, hanging out and being awesome.
I miss you guys!
