So I left Honduras early and came home. I am so thankful that during the short time I was there I got to....
1. See Evi, Daniel, Irma, Christian and the other translators
2. See sweet little Eva from 2005
3. See Sammy from well every trip we've been on
and finally....
4. Eat at Pizza Hut! -best pizza I have ever eaten....better than pizza in Italy and Pizza Hut here
The few days I was there was a good trip even though I was very sick most of the time. I got to meet some really cool people from the other two churches that went and some cool Hondurans. :)
We flew down to Honduras Saturday July 12. It was a long day but overall a good travel day. We arrived with all our luggage which we were extremely thankful for. Daniel and Evi met us at the airport and it was of course wonderful to see them. Sunday morning we went to New Dawn to church which is a church we helped to build in 2005. It was amazing to see the completed church as well as all of the houses that were not there in 05. Eva was there. She recognized me and I her. She is so big now. I cannot express how happy I am that I got to see her.
New Dawn is a daughter church of Jerusalem Baptist. Jerusalem is Pastor Thomas' church. They have planted around 17 churches I believe in the San Pedro Sula area. Pastor Thomas is amazing. We did a VBS there with the kids as well as puppets. That night we ate at a new place called Family Chicken....it was goood.
Monday we painted New Dawn. It was a good day to bond with the team as we didnt really know each other before.
Tuesday was the hardest day by far. By Tuesday I felt too sick to eat anything. I had a fever off and on all day but still went out. We went to the school in Chaloma. More than once throughout the day I had chill bumps because of the fever....which of course is not normal in the 100+ degree heat. That combined with not being able to eat and out doing stuff was hard but the Lord was good and provided me with the strength and energy I needed to get through the day. Other than being sick it was a wonderful day.
Wednesday I was sick and had to stay in the hotel all day. That day I told mom if Dan were to send me home then I would be ok with it. She knew if I was ok with leaving Honduras- one of
my favorite places I must be sick. So she Dan and Daniel went to the airport to try and change my ticket from Sat. Aug. 26 to the coming up Saturday when the team I came down was leaving. However they could only get one for Thursday...which was the next day. So as disappointed as I was to be leaving so soon I was so sick I was ok with it.
Thursday morning while everyone else went to the market Dan and Daniel took us to the airport. We were on standby for a flight, after we checked our bags, said bye to Dan and Daniel and went upstairs to wait and see if we could both get on the flight (Dan and mom wouldnt let me travel alone due to me being sick...which was a good call). We waited about an hour or so and then in broken English we were paged over the intercom to come downstairs. So we had to go back through the check point or whatever its called....which wasnt so easy when no one spoken English except a guy spoke very broken English. We finally got back downstairs....apparently, and I still have no idea how Dan did it, but he found out that everyone except one person showed up for the flight that we were on standby for and he was changing us over to Delta. He got us both on a delta flight and we headed back to the states. Customs wasnt to bad. I have never been through customs in Atlanta and have heard it is a nightmare, but it wasnt half as bad as Miami was back when we went through there. We finally made it back to Bham later that night. It was a long day but fairly easy one. The flight from Honduras to Atlanta was really nice. There were several empty seats (our whole team could have easily fit on the plane), so mom and I got our own row and she watched a movie while I slept. The flight to bham was so quick...by the time you get up in the air you have to come back down.
Anyways it was a good trip. The Lord definitely used my short time in Honduras to teach me several things, including being totally dependant on Him. My mom and I picked up Jameson at the airport the following Saturday and I ate my first meal on the way to the airport. Chick-fil-a is even more wonderful when you haven't eaten five days! It was good to see everyone again...especially since the last time they had seen me I looked and felt sort of like I might just pass out at any second :)
I went to Brook Hills the second Sunday after I got back and saw Haley, Neeley (her sister) so I sat with them...behind Barbie and Alan (what are the chances!?) and in front of Dan's wife Deb.
The week after Honduras (and before I went to Brook Hills) was not very fun. I was much better....went to the doc and she doesnt know what was wrong assumes it was a virus....so it was hard being back knowing I was 'supposed' to be in Honduras. It is comforting to rest in the sovereignty of God and know that I was actually supposed to be here that week, but it was still difficult when I have planned for so long to spend two weeks there.
So there's the Honduras trip in a nut shell. :)