Wednesday, July 28, 2010
Honduras Day 3
Great day today. Long, but good. Started out and went to the warehouse to sort through some boxes and pick out the shoes. Had a good crew today; Garrett, his roommate, and a Honduran he met went around with us today. After we sorted through all the boxes, we left and headed for the city dump. I was told that recently over $50,ooo was raised for the dump ministry. Hot lunch is served there twice to three times a week. I have been before, but it is still very difficult emotionally to go. It is as close to one of the worst places I have ever and will ever see or be at. To see human beings digging through trash alongside buzzards and cattle was sickening. However, just the meal they received and playing soccer with the kids brought some hope. The Lord will provide. After the dump, we headed back to the warehouse to get some shoes. We left the warehouse and headed to El Peligrine (something like that) to pass out some shoes. The road to get there was bumpy and we actually went by Villa Gracia (where big groups from TORCH stay at). On the way there, traffic started picking up in a rural area. We wondered why and saw a car had plowed into a telephone pole and there were live wires across the road. Mark looked at us and said, "Welcome to Honduras!" Then the police showed up; they were so clueless it wasn't even funny. There were 20 different people with 20 different ideas and none of them worked together. Story of Honduras. Some man attempted to cut the wires; I actually looked away cause I was about to see someone die. However, thankfully he backed out and did not cut it. They ended up using a tree to prop them up to let small trucks and cars by (something the Gringos aka Us the Americans suggested hours ago). We got to the village and delivered quite a few pairs of shoes and passed out soup/rice packets for cooking. We gave a whole box of food to a grandmother who had over 50 grandchildren. The view, once again, was beautiful and God's hand/presence was definitely real. The children and community were very gracious. God provided for them; they did not know we were coming, yet they trusted in Him. Talk about trust. This is from Lori Connell, "We can hide behind words but our actions speak the truth of our hearts." We took the whole crew home and are about to go out to eat in the city. God is good. Keep praying and all is well in Tegucigalpa!
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