Tuesday Morning 12 of us have got up and out way before sunrise (or in some cases, never even went to bed) and started on our way to Honduras to serve on the mission field for 10 days. For some of us, this is a familiar adventure back to people and a place that we have grown to know and love. For others, it is an entirely new and perhaps a little scary adventure into the complete unknown. Either way, I have full confidence that God is leading us into something incredibly meaningful and, for some, perhaps even life-changing.
The first time we assembled a team to go to Honduras, we had no idea what we were in for. No, really, absolutely NO idea. We did not understood how it felt to instantly love a place and people that we had never even met before. We didn’t know that the faces of true poverty and true prosperity could be seen in the same beautiful children playing in the dirt streets of the slums. We were able to experience these things in a remote orphanage and on the streets of a big city with beautiful kids we couldn’t even talk to, who often kept themselves occupied playing with what we here in the States would consider trash. And it was life-changing!
