Honduras
Journal
The Journey Begins
Manual Labor
Anchor of Hope
God in Our Weaknesses
The Eyes of Mar’sol
Answered Prayer
A Tate of the Power of God
Adios,Amigos
Off the Mountaintop
Sunday, August 14th The Journey Begins...
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After arriving in the San Pedro Airport, Alfredo, sporting a beard and looking a bit, as he joked,  like “a terrorist,” gave us a welcoming wave while we stood in line for customs. Several of the team were impressed that he could get into that part of the airport. Alfredo quickly and confidently took us through the terminal to our transportation. Due to some governmental delays, the bus that had been delivered to Honduras a month earlier, was unavailable, so we crammed into two vans, one of which, to my amazement, was the blue Cerrato Aerostar. The duct tape still held.

We then travelled out of the heat of San Pedro to Lake Yojoa where we had a filling lunch. At the restaurant, Alfredo officially welcomed us and answered some of our initial questions. We then drove to Siguatepeque where first saw the wonderful apartments in which we were to stay. They were quite nicer than anyone of us were expecting.

After settling there, we drove to the site.The road on the property resembled just about every other dirt road in Honduras during the wet season: one marked with plenty of severe potholes. I remembered photos after the purchase of the land and those from Dante’s visit last Spring, but to see how much work had been done now was quite impressive. We could truly see how large the medical clinic will be. Alfredo described each facet of the building and how it will be greatly used for the children and families
of La Providencia and the Aguas del Padre community.

As we walked to each of the buildings (the clinic, warehouse, and first home), Alfredo passionately shared the vision and what the Lord has done so far through the teams this year. It was quite inspiring. If we weren’t so thoroughly exhausted from our early morning travels, we would have started working right then.

That night we enjoyed a tasty lasagna dinner, good fellowship, and an early night’s sleep. I see the team beginning to feel comfortable together, laugh at each other, and more importantly, how God has uniquely and providentially brought each of us to Honduras.



“You gave me life and showed me kindness, and in your providence watched over my spirit.”
Job 10:12
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