Hola!
I have so much that I desire to share with you all, but limited time to do so. Therefore, I have compiled this list of "firsts," to give you a glimpse of what life is like as a missionary in Honduras.
Friday, January 11:
First wonderfully delicious Honduran meal prepared by Nidia (wife of the President at Zion's Gate), called pupusas.
First prayer and worship as a squad.
Saturday, January 12:
First cold shower of the Race, and definitely not the last.
First time seeing a wild monkey at Parque Naciones Unidas El Picacho.
First time peeing in the woods because they charged for bathrooms and I didn’t have small enough change.
Sunday, January 13:
First attempt to de-oil my hair using baby powder, although not super successful.
First visit to a pulpería (grocer’s shop) with Carlos (14 yr. old) and some of the other Honduran boys. I bought a 1.25 liter of Coke with real sugar and 2 Mamots (Carlos’s favorite).
First church service in Honduras, completely in Spanish.
First time listening to a testimony from a teammate (Chaney) taking a shower.
First experience teaching someone who didn’t speak English (Henry) how to play “B.S.”
Monday, January 14:
First time exercising in a foreign country, doing yoga atop a wall with Emily P.
First bonfire of the World Race.
First time all 7 of my teammates huddled in a 2-person tent (listening to Jonathan’s testimony).
Tuesday, January 15:
First day of ministry, sorting donated toys and clothes from the U.S. with my team and two of the Honduran boys, Henry and Luiz.
First time eating American food in a foreign country. Pancakes at Denny’s and french-fries with Coke at Burger King!
First time drinking water out of a bag. It tasted sort of… stale. I heard it was bleached?
First attempt to help a child that didn’t speak English (7 yr. old Anderson) do his homework. Thankfully, I was pretty successful!
First experience taking public buses in Honduras. Bus #1 was super nice with individual seats and a flat screen TV. Bus #2 was super crowded, with standing room only. As Honduras would have it, we had to ride bus #2 for a longer period of time.
Wednesday, January 16:
First time visiting a ministry for women and their babies who were victims of rape or incest.
First time holding a 2 yr. old Honduran boy as he napped in my arms.
Thursday, January 17:
First (and hopefully last) eye infection of the World Race. I slept in my contacts the night before…
First experience praying for someone that doesn’t speak English, a woman and her baby that has two tumors in her head.
Friday, January 18:
First items lost on the World Race: my water bottle and prescription eye-drops.
First day with Internet!
PS. ROAR stands for Rivers Of Abundant Reconcilation. 🙂