Time to meet Love!
Finally, I arrived in Sambo on this my 3rd visit. Three days late due to the passport issue shared in my previous blog. From the moment I stepped into the MBK house Satan started again. First was my room, the guys who came ahead of me set up in the wrong room. OK, it's just a room, I can do this God. Then to learn they left one of the suitcases I sent with them at the airport. REALLY? Now I'm a just a little upset, because of everything I've already been through. In the meantime, a few more things got under my skin and I decided to leave the house and take a walk up the beach to clear my head. Mind you, it's after sundown and I didn't think twice when I took off out of the house. It didn't take me long to realize, ummm Cathy, you're in Honduras, you don't need to be out here alone at night. So I stopped on the beach within sight of the house and cried out to God. I told him I knew he sent me and to reveal the answers, because at that moment I was questioning everything I had previously thought about this and previous trips to Sambo. "Am I really supposed to be here God?" I remembered crying at him on the beach. "Has this been my will or yours?" I remember asking him that night. Sitting there, crying, totally exhausted from my previous 3 days, I was desperate to hear His answers when out of nowhere a group of children circled me on the beach. They started asking me questions and fastly learned I knew very little Spanish. This immediately turned into a singing game where these children were teaching me their names. They were all dressed very nicely like they had just returned from a party. Our singing turned into laughter.
Before you knew it I was in the middle of 8 or 10 Honduran children, experiencing a new revealed joy and I heard God's voice loud and clear through the laughter saying "This my child is why you're here." Reflecting back on this moment 2 1/2 years later as I write this brings tears to my eyes. This moment is why I'm writing this blog today. That moment is why I know God's plans for me in Honduras are still not done! That moment changed my life forever and that was the moment Fingerprints of Hope began.
Victoria,Patrick and Victor (picture above) God's angels
I want to know what LOVE is.....
God taught me a lot about love on this trip. I experienced friendships, teamwork, and family in new ways. Most of all I was taught a lot about myself on this trip. How I had looked to man for happiness when God had better plans. I learned God gave me a village of children that share true joy and happiness with a few songs and a lot of hugs.
(Enjoy my video testimony created shortly after this, my 3rd visit to Sambo Creek, Honduras)
But seek first his kingdom and his righteousness, and all these things will be given to you as well. Matthew 6:33
I have been crucified with Christ and I no longer live, but Christ lives in me. The life I now live in the body, I live by faith in the Son of God, who loved me and gave himself for me.