I was blind, but now I see.
It’s as if I’ve been wearing these dirty glasses my whole life, and am now just seeing clearly the way things truly are. The world is far more beautiful than I ever could have imagined. Here are a couple of the views I’ve taken in over the past couple of weeks.
This was our view after we landed in Tegucigalpa, Honduras.
A sunset view from our balcony.
My beautiful squad mate, Courtney, on our way to church.
The world is also far more broken than I ever could have imagined. God’s allowing me to see the extreme injustice here in Honduras, and how his heart breaks over it. It’s overwhelming to see how deep the injustice goes— most women are raped, many children are abandoned, abused, and trafficked, incest is common, gangs are merciless, drugs are rampant, many police officers and government officials are corrupt and/or passive, and help is rarely given for fear of being the next target.
These stories are so common, and it seems my voice is too quiet and my actions are too small to make a difference. But I’m learning to distinguish the voice of truth and that is not it.
I alone cannot change the world, but I can cast a stone across the waters to create many ripples. – Mother Theresa
This month we’re partnering with a ministry called the Heart of Christ that serves as a refuge for women and children who have suffered one or more of the injustices that I’ve listed. This month we aren’t doing anything ground breaking. We are simply reminding the women and children here that they are not defined by their past, but they have been rescued. They have a hope and a future. They are loved and wanted.
These truths have always been true. For them, for you, and for me, but living them out here is a gift. The picture of light chasing away the darkness is a reality and it’s beautiful.
I’m overwhelmingly grateful that this is the life I get to live. To travel the world for 11 months, experience God’s heart for his people, and to share the truth of who we all were created to be is literally a dream come true. I have no doubt that God could accomplish everything he wants to without me, but the fact that he’s allowed me to join him is such an honor. Thank you for helping me get here, through prayer and finances, and for letting me see God’s glory this way. I’m so grateful!
This sweet girl is Evania. She is joyful and a fighter. She also has cerebal-palsy, but she doesn’t let that keep her down. She was rescued only days before she died of malnutrition because her family decided they no longer wanted to care for her.
This is my little buddy, Darriel. I promise he’s usually much happier, but I couldn’t resist sharing his sweet face in this picture.
This is sweet, little Dulce.
We had the opportunity to pray for people at church on Sunday. The little kids laying hands on people in the front live at the mission with us.
