Over the past month God has been doing amazing things in my life. I told god that I was willing to do anything to serve Him but I didn’t want to work with teenagers. Well month one we show up to our ministry and we are working with teenagers. Needless to say I was not the most excited when we arrived. Even the first few days I didn’t know how God was going to use me in this ministry. I basically just told myself that I would just have to make it through the month and then it was on to what I really wanted to do. Well in case anyone didn’t know the world race isn’t actually about what I want to do; we can’t pick and choose where God calls us to. So after a few days I started to embrace the ministry and the people involved in it. I had no idea what I was getting myself into. All of the sudden I found myself excited to get up in the mornings, because I couldn’t wait for the day to start. I was excited to see the boys when they arrived home from school because I wanted to spend time with them. I wanted to get to know them better, hear about their pasts, see what God was doing in their lives, and just show them the love of God. I grew especially close with the one boy, Ariel, we would spend every afternoon together just getting to know each other. Ariel has an incredible heart and passion for the Lord. I can see greatness in him and I believe he will do amazing things with his life. Being here at Puerta de Sion (Gates of Zion) has given me a sense of peace and belonging that I wasn’t sure existed. I feel at home here and I feel like the people here are becoming my family. I know that it is only month one but for a couple weeks now I have really been hearing God telling me that this is where I am meant to be. That this ministry (although I was so apprehensive about it) is where he has called me to serve. I know it sounds crazy because my race just started, but I feel so attached to this ministry. In fact we leave in a few days to head out to Guatemala, and just the thought of saying goodbye to everyone brings me to tears everytime. I can’t bear the thought of leaving them, but I know that god has other plans for me in the next year during my race. I honestly believe that this is where God is calling me to return to after the race, and that brings me so much joy. Although leaving is going to be rough it will make returning so much better. Plus I will be able to keep in contact with the boys and the leaders while I am gone. So basically Honduras has stolen my heart and I can’t think of a more amazing place to be called to!
