Well, nothing like being thrown right back into “real” life after spending 7 days without kids, TVs, computers, or a gas tank that sucks down an easy hundred bucks on one fill up. Of course we didn’t have hot, steamy showers or air conditioning either, but it didn’t seem to matter at the time.
Ever since we got home people have been asking about the trip. I just really don’t know what to say. It was almost surreal. Like I couldn’t quite grasp the reality of what I was seeing. How people in third world countries live and make due with what little resources they have. And how much they depend on Americans to help them because they truly have no other means of breaking their cycle of poverty.
Jeremy and I both were a bit disappointed in that we had hoped to hear God speak to us about the direction of our lives while we were there. It was something I prayed about faithfully in the months leading up to the trip. With our business in the shape that it’s in now, fighting against bankruptcy and wanting desperately to survive through this recession, we anticipated that by getting away from those stresses we would hear His voice clearly.
When that didn’t happen, we were a little bummed.
But seriously, how bummed can you stay when you are surrounded by hundreds of smiling little faces? The kids in Honduras are so beautiful! And they love to be loved on! And they can sing like there’s no tomorrow!!! It’s amazing.
Right now I’m trying to get my pictures downloaded before we go to my parent’s house for a Father’s Day cookout. I’m sure I will think of more to say about our trip later. I will definitely have to tell the tale from the night I was sleeping on the floor of a church out in the middle of nowhere and I felt something crawl down my arm! Yes…I can’t forget to tell that one.
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