Wednesday, December 12, 2007

How we roll

Oh yes....we are wearing reindeer antlers in the middle of the store! Don't worry we bought them for the kids afterwards. I'm so very thankful that God blessed me with friends that are crazy enough to keep up with me!

Thursday, December 6, 2007


Yesterday I had the privilege of visiting a poor village called Isopo. A week from tomorrow a group of 20 will be traveling down here from my college. They will spend 8 days serving these people and this country that I have fallen so head over heels for. We will spend Sunday of the trip in this village. (Isopo) We make it a rule to visit each of the places we intend to take groups BEFORE the group actually arrives. We would never want to take people into a situation we aren't 100% sure is safe. So Jen, Dorian, and a preacher friend jumped in the car with me to make the maybe 20 mile journey. 20 miles...sounds close right....sure in theory. However, in actuality it was FOREVER away because the road we had to travel down was absolutely the worst road I've ever been on. I am a farm girl born and raised on no name back roads and I've spent close to a year traveling on whatever roads necessary to take us where we needed to go. I feel certain though that none of that comes close to this road. It was made up purely of rocks, dirt, and more craters, crevices, and cracks than even the moon can possess. Due to the conditions of the road we were forced to drive at a snails pace or risk shaking our innards loose. When we finally made it down the road (an hour later) we came to the church we were going to visit. It literally was made of a few rickety looking wooden poles. Then they had wrapped some very thin and old tin around the poles to make the walls. The "walls" came up to my head and stopped. After that it was open until you reached the ceiling which was made up of the same tin. It had a dirt floor that was littered with broken glass and trash. However, I couldn't quit thinking of how different it would be if our churches worried less about the structure we worship in and more about the worship itself. What if we spent less on the building and more on those in the building. After being at the church we had a chance to visit and build relationships with some of the people in the community. I was once again humbled and amazed by the conditions that some live in. I was shocked by the condition of their roads and the modest way of life. It was an amazing day and I look forward to working there with the group!
The view!

The path we walked down when the car could go no farther.

Some sweet kiddos on the side of the road....all alone!
The church

Wednesday, December 5, 2007

Eduardo's graduation

During the last part of my time home I received an e mail from Karen. She was asked to send me a message to see if I would be willing to participate in Eduardo's graduation with him. I gladly accepted and said I would do whatever I needed to do once I got back. Well.... I didn't know what that meant UNTIL I got back. Once I got home I found out that I was to walk him down the aisle while he got his diploma and then had to dance with him afterwards in front of everyone. They then dropped the bomb on me that I had to wear a dress, heels, and jewelry! So graduation day (dec. 1st) came and I the good girl I am.... woke up early and got ready. I called in a friend favor and made Jen go with me. :) I mean lets be honest a Honduran graduation by myself did not sound appealing. So we went and of course sat waiting for an hour and a half before it actually started. However, as things began it became obvious how big of a deal this graduation thing is in this country. It is huge for kids here to have a degree. So the longer I sat there the more honored I felt. Being the one asked to stand up with him was a big deal and I was privileged to play a part. They called his name and I stood up to meet him. I walked straight to him and planted a big on kiss on his cheek in front of God and everyone. Clearly a bit embarrassed he still proudly threw his arm through mine and walked with me to the front. After he had officially graduated and such it was time for the big dance. We all went outside onto this black top area and paired up. The music began and suddenly whether I knew the dance or not we were waltzing around. Eduardo was proud as a peacock as he slipped his little hand in mine and spun me around and around. So even though I missed almost every word spoken during the actual graduation and felt majorly out of place in a sea of dark faces was worth every minute to play such an important role in his life. We finished the day off with lunch, photos, and just fun. I had to sign some papers as Eduardo's official witness and then we got to leave. However, the memory of that day will stay with me for years to come.

Tuesday, December 4, 2007

God painted the most beautiful sunset on the night of my homecoming. :) I've been here a week and it feels more like a day has gone by. I have fallen back into the routine way of life here. Let me tell you some conclusions I've come to....1. The internet still stinks 2. The water pressure and water temperature is worse 3. Guacamole is still 100 times better here than in the states 4. people still drive like crazy people. 5. No mas is still my most used spanish phrase 6. The kids are as cute as ever 7. Spanish still makes my head hurt!:) 8. sunsets are best here 9. being a mom to little ones who have never known the definition of that word before is simply the greatest honor God could have ever bestowed upon me.