I’m sure by now, ya’ll have read all about my poop problems on my journey so far (if not, I apologize, please skip this blog and read “This is a True Story” first ;)). This mission has been full of struggles and victories, doubt and faith, fear and hope, dog, cow, AND bird poop.
Despite all that… crap… (pardon the pun, my team thinks I need to be more “punny”… I blame them for this).
God has brought me to such intimate places with Himself through fulfilling the Great Commission.
I want to take this opportunity to thank YOU.
Thank you for your prayers.
God hears them.
I know, because I’ve seen COUNTLESS answered prayers.
Thank you for your support through your words of encouragement.
It has been such a big blessing to me and many times during the moments I really needed it most.
Finally, I want to thank you for your partnership with me on this mission financially.
You are literally the Hands and Feet of Jesus by helping to send me out into the nations!
Because you gave….
This plot of land, in a VERY poverty stricken neighborhood in San Salvador, El Salvador, that was once DENSE jungle, is now a soccer field. A safe place for kids in the neighborhood to come together and remember what its like to actually BE A CHILD again.
This small Pentecostal church in San Salvador was encouraged and motivated to DREAM BIG FOR JESUS through discipleship, worship, and ministry.
Women trapped in prostitution were loved and ministered to through free food and street ministry in an area of San Salvador known for its large prostitution rings.
A medical clinic was built, patients treated, and locals witnessed God’s love and power.
I actually physically was able to help BUILD A CLINIC (what an answer to prayer!) and then work in that clinic for a month in Chimaltenango, Guatemala (a city known by the locals only for its bad traffic, construction, and prostitution). Not only treating the people’s physical problems, but also pointing them to the Great Physician at the same time.
Because I was in charge of doing much of the construction by myself, I was also able to take time to write scriptures of healing in English AND Spanish all over the drywall before it was painted.
After we painted two coats of white paint, you could still see the verses coming through the paint. A man who I had been working with, who to my knowledge is not a Christian, pointed out the verses. I half expected him to complain or run to get a darker color of paint. But instead, he simply said, “Well, it looks like someone upstairs must really want those there, so I’m not gonna mess with it!”
Another local man who I worked with on the clinic, did not speak one word of English, he actually spoke a dialect of Mayan which did me no favors since I only know Spanish! During construction I played worship music in English on my phone. Throughout construction I noticed him smiling and trying to sing along at times.
The clinic was done within the first week and a half of the month and I didn’t see him after that. On my second to last day in Guatemala, he came into the clinic to say goodbye to me! After he left, a translator told me that he had referred to me as “his sister in Jesus Christ” when he said goodbye.
Children in a bilingual elementary Catholic school in Juticalpa, Honduras (a small farming town in a very remote part of the mountainous jungle in Central Honduras) were able to learn English first hand by North Americans. The value of being able to speak English in Central America cannot be expressed enough. Many people here receive a MUCH higher salary working in an English call center than others who have gone to college and gotten their degrees in other fields. Being able to speak English is really the only way to secure their future financially.
Special needs children at a Catholic school in Juticalpa were shown the unconditional love of Jesus. Many of these children actually ministered more to our hearts more than we probably ever could have to theirs.
Children who help their parents work all day selling fresh fruit and flowers in the town market in Juticalpa, Honduras were able to forget about their “jobs” for an hour and play, dance, and laugh with worship music, balloons, chalk, with five gringos (“white people” in Spanish) sharing the love of Jesus that needs NO translation.
Orphans have been loved across borders.
My glasses and heart were stolen by these two beauties in an orphanage in Honduras.
There are COUNTLESS more stories that I have from the field but unfortunately there are not enough pages in all the books in all the world in the history of mankind that are able to contain all the blessings that God the Father has lavished on us His beloved children!
God has used YOUR faithfulness to bring all of this to pass in only THREE months!
There are still EIGHT months and EIGHT countries left on this incredible journey God has us on.
Nicaragua, Cote’divoire, Ghana, India, Nepal, Malaysia, Indonesia, Thailand
I am $3,997 away from being fully funded for the rest of this mission.
My deadline to be fully funded is at the end of THIS month.
Would you prayerfully consider supporting me financially to keep me out here on the mission field?
God has been doing incredible things here in Central America and I know His plans for Africa and Asia are just as big if not bigger! I have faith God will provide the funds to continue working in His Great Commission.
Is He calling you to be the one He uses to do so?
May God Bless and Keep You in His Tender Love and Mercy.
Blessings from Honduras <3
