So here I am, standing on the roof of a coffee shop in Chiang Mai, Thailand located in the middle of the Red Light District. A place where men, woman and children are sold into sex trafficking every day. A place of so much darkeness, deceite, and lies. When I applied for the Wolrd Race, I was so excited at the fact that I would be coming to this country and that I could work with these people and share truth with them. But now I'm here, and those things I was feeling before the race, I dont seem to be feeling them now. Dont get it wrong, I am so happy to be here. God is continueing to give me faith, courage, and the energy to be here. He provided over $4,000 in just 10 days to show me, "If I want you somewhere, you are going to be there!" I know I am exactly where I am supposed to be. But why is it that I continue to cry everyday about the country I just left…
The World race does a really good job a preparing you as much as they could for the race. They let you know about sicknesses. They prepare you for the discomfort and the life of abandoment we would be living. They prepared us for the type of poverty we would see and some of the crazy foods we would eat. But they forgot to prepare me for one thing. Something that I realized I didnt expect to happen. They didnt prepare me to fall in love with a group of people and then leave them…
I left Honduras on April 2nd. My heart hurts. For some reason I cant stop crying. My mind keeps on replaying memories with the kids. All I keep thinking is, "I hope Fernando remebers to feed the rabbits", or "I hope Marcos is listening and following the rules", "I hope Ariel is doing good in school and is studying as much as he has been!" These are the thoughts that have been flooding my mind since the day we left Honduras. I know it sounds crazy, but even though its so early in the race, I feel like the Lord showed me where he wants me to be after the race is over. The Lord gave me his eyes to see these kids. He gave me His heart to love them. I cant wait for the day I get to go back and live life with them. I'm so excited for that day! Even though it's hard to deal with right now, my ministry for the kids back in Honduras for the next 8 months is to pray for them. To pray that they feel the presence of the Lord, to pray that they Continue to love each other, and to pray that there lives become even more transformed by the love of God even more than it already has. I love these kids from the bootm of my heart…
But like I said, I am excited to be here in Thailand. I am just working through the emotions of leaving the people I've come to love so much. I want to be completley honest with you in these blogs so I felt it was neccesary for me to share this with you. Please continue to pray for Thailand and Honduras..
