This morning Derek shared about God’s holiness. Even the holiest man in Israel, Isaiah, was undone when in the presence of the Holy One. Oh, how I long to treat God as holy.

The walls of the bathrooms of the medical clinic were now almost done. The workers started laying the rose colored block. We now understand why we have not been assigned to that duty of laying this special exterior block because of how careful one must be with the mortar (mescla) on the rose blocks. If we at all were overconfident in our speed and quality of the block laying at that point, we were quickly humbled at the speed and accuracy these men laid the rose blocks.

After lunch, God showed in a tangible way why we are doing what we are doing. A young widow of nine arrived with her fourteen year-old daughter (who looked ten), a neighbor, and her emaciated, yet adorable two year-old girl (who looked just eight or nine months old). In fact, this little one curled in her mother’s arms was so malnutritioned, her hair was completely blond. My heart broke to look at this precious girl. I found myself holding back from weeping and just began to pray for her.

Alfredo explained to the mother that giving them some of our food was ultimately not the solution. Instead, her daughter needed intervention of three to six months of living with the Cerratos. They could provide daily, nutritional food and medical care. However, this would mean that the mother would have to give up her daughter for that time. To determine her commitment to this offer, he invited her back Friday morning where he would introduce this mother to the mayor of Siguatepeque and sign an agreement to the “lending” of her daughter that would eventually save her life. We all prayed that night for the mother’s return with the girl, but Alfredo realistically does not expect it.

Her name was Marísol.

That night we were invited to the Cerrato’s for a wonderful evening of Honduran enchiladas, worship, and Steve’s story which pointed to a God that is “too wonderful to know.” The seriousness of the moment was literally broken when Dad’s chair cracked and he fell backwards just before we prayed. Eric entertained us again with some old impersonations as well as new ones. But, it was Alfredo’s impersonation of Eric trying to stay awake during Alfredo’s story from Monday night that brought the house down!

“Holy, holy, holy is the LORD Almighty; the whole earth is full of his glory.”