Okay, Terry, you win...

Okay, yes, you win...no more sandals, flip-flops, etc. I have learned my lesson.

Every Saturday, I like to go to Mololoa and visit with the community. I have some guys and gals up there who have captured my heart--literally captured. I love going to see them; all week, I look forward to the weekend to spend time with them.

Today, I went in my flip-flops. What can I say, I have a tad of a rebellious spirit in me that loves the fact that I can break that TORCH rule a little. All I can say is that you shouldn't work with shovels, pick-axes, and poop mud while wearing sandals. Yes, Terry, you are right on that one.

Now, most of you who know me are confused, because I am fairly intelligent. When I left this morning, I had NO idea I would be working on "moving a mountain". [I love that phrase.] When I got there, I found Oneda working at the church with the two preachers and a few other members. They were clearing out an area next to the church for a classroom to be built on. Well, you know me...I love to help in any way, especially physically.

So, I got straight to work...but truth be told, I had more fun playing with the kids there. The kids of the parents working all know me. I adore them. Today's fun little game was "Gringa...Catracha." These cute little girls liked peeking around the corner of the church and getting my attention by saying the slang term for American. As soon as I looked and grinned, they would run off giggling to another corner of the church. They loved it the most when I would call them the slang term for Honduran.

So, I had another great afternoon. Working, playing, loving. They are what I do best.

Love you all,
Jennifer

March 3rd at Mololoa

We went to see the family of Carlos to bring them food and check on them. The father had lost his driving job because he received a ticket. When you get a ticket here, they take away your license until you pay it. Well, Carlos didn't have $5 to pay the ticket, so he was out of work. Can you imagine? He couldn't provide for his family because of such a small fee. Randy took him to pay it, so he should be working now.

Happy Anniversary!

The Lord has blessed me tremendously since I have been here. August 3rd was my first day here. Since then, on the 3rd of every month, something special has occured that I can only describe as a blessing from God. Each time, I am reminded of how God wants me here.

This time, I was honored to spend the weekend with my good friends from out of town: Anibal, Terry, Ben, Brett, Brian.





So, here is how it went...
Terry and crew flew in on the 2nd. Several of us met up together at the Kluge house to have a wonderful dinner prepared by Melissa. The next day, Katie and I took off of work to go around with the scouting group. Throughout the long weekend, we traveled to Valle de Angeles, Santa Lucia, Mololoa, and Comyagua. It was good getting to spend time with these great Christian leaders.

My story for the week gives me hope for how God will continue to use me this year. The morning of the 4th, several of us loaded up to travel to Baxter Institute to meet up with Carlos (a student of the school who agreed to show us around Comyagua). When we arrived, Carlos was there along with the main preacher of the Comyagua--which was a complete God thing because we were intending to meet him in Comyagua. [Things like that happened all the time--God's hand was evident everywhere we went.] Neither Carlos nor the preacher speak English. Terry turned to me and reminded me that my ability to speak Spanish comes straight from God. And that when it is needed, the Holy Spirit guides me to understand. Well, I said a quick prayer to myself and jumped into interpreting between Terry and the preacher. It was awesome! I love to see God developing these talents for His glory.