About a month ago today I was sitting in Nicaragua. I hadn’t thought much of Honduras yet until the moment God revealed that he had something waiting for me in Honduras. Over the next week it became more and more apparent to me through prayer and people’s words that next month would be something brand new and something that would change my life forever.
We got to Honduras and it was beautiful and unlike anything I had ever seen. The trees here cover the mountain sides like tall pillars of strength and beauty. Along with the physical beauty of this place the people here were different as well. Everyone had heard the stories of how dangerous Honduras was and how terrible the people are, but I saw a different side of it. I saw hard working men and women welcoming us with smiles and hospitality.
We got to our ministry sight and the beauty just kept unraveling into more and more. We are staying at the church retreat center which has a pool, basketball court, air conditioned dorms, a giant kitchen to cook in, and lots of space to stretch our restless legs and minds. We started our time here at an orphanage feeding and playing with some boys and girls in the community. We have also helped teach at a school, build the unfinished orphanage, and pour into people in the area. All of this was going great but after about a week I was really starting to question the promise God had made to me on that porch in Granada. I made the best of my time looking for what it was I was destined to find but had no luck. I forgot about it for a couple of days until we went to a couple’s house for dinner one night.
These two are the ones in charge of the orphanage and the ones that know this community and its needs the best. I innocently asked what it was that made them want to help there and it was that question the lifted the fog over my future. She told us of a vision she and her husband had: a vision that the Lord wanted them to start an orphanage. After some time and lots of answered prayers from God, they were in Catacamas with a beautiful but unfinished orphanage to start helping the kids in the community. But it wasn’t just that, they were also empowering the mothers. They were giving them job skills to create a life for themselves and for their family. While sharing her heart and telling the horror stories of what some of these people call life in this area, it seemed incredibly similar to the stories I hear at Royal Family Kids Camp (RFK).
“Some of these little kids are beat by their father while their mother watches and does nothing.”
I’ve heard that story before, I thought to myself.
“Some of these children have had parents desert them and are living with different families now.”
I have heard that at camp, too.
“This area is very troubled and the kids have no hope for a future, because they have never experienced true love. We try and give them that love every time we see them.”
The more she spoke the more I could feel my spirit getting restless. It was the feeling you get when you have been really excited for a certain moment for a long time. And then the moment finally arrives, and all of your excitement comes out. The only problem was, I had no idea why I was getting so excited. Then it hit me out of nowhere. I am supposed to bring RFK to Honduras. When that thought penetrated my soul, it was like the floodgates had opened up and every piece of the puzzle had just fallen into place. Immediately I started to think of the logistics of it.
“Well we will need kids, staff, a place to have it, money, someone to facilitate it, etc…” In the middle of my mind racing, Pslams 46:10 came to mind.
“Be still, and know that I am God!
I will be honored by every nation.
I will be honored throughout the world.”
This has been God’s plan for me all along. I was destined to be at RFK. I was destined to be on the World Race. And, I was destined to come to Catacamas, Honduras.
I don’t know all of the details, or any, for that matter. All I know is God took me to RFK for a reason, and he brought me here for the same reason. I would love to find out what exactly my future holds, but that’s not why I am here. Man wasn’t created to understand God’s majesty and Grace, just to receive it.
God has given me a quick glimpse of what my future holds here in Honduras. It’s very vague and a little blurry, but the part I was able to see was nothing short of a miracle.
