A new house

Today we went and built at house for a family in a poor community right down the road from our house. It was a really good day, spending time with the kids in the community, watch Marvin and Saul pound in nails. They all, all of the kids, wanted to help! I really enjoy being with them.

A little girl, watching from a distance...

Marvin, hammering in a 8in spike!!! (thats my boy!!)

David Garcia and Carlos

Three of my favorite people; Marvin, Ashley and Mike.

Sunday... beach day?!!!??!??

So, on the first day back to Honduras I was fortunate enough to be able to go to the beach. Now, this beach was beautiful, in its own unique ways. The sand was black and the water seemed dirty but watching all of MY boys play in the water and run from the wave, that brought out the natural beauty in the trip.

Another great thing that happened was the Chilo and Maria got to go the the beach too! (The six brothers mom and dad, then dad that was in rehab!!!) We got to watch the interact with other couples and families of the church in Santa Ana. We were able to watch them enjoy there time with their boys. We got to see Chilo (the father) hug Antonio after a wave washed him ashore. Sitting in the water watching them be a family, that was God. God has change their lives and I am so thankful that I got to be apart of that. He is an amazing God and does blesses me in the smallest, yet greatest ways.
Mario and I sleeping on the floor of the bus on the way home from the beach.... man it was a rough day :-)

Mario in the ocean!!

Carlos and I wrestling in the water... boys will be boys :-)
(I won by the way and he got mad at me, said that I made him drink three gallons of salt water. I told him he should of closed his mouth.... clearly not my fault)

Never have I ever.... until march 28th

Well, on Saturday I left my house bring and early at 3:35 am to go to the airport. First we stopped at Denny's, my friend Lindsey and I have this obsession with Denny's. After we stuffed ourselves, we headed to Orlando. After switching stuff around from suitcase to suitcase, trying to get within the weight limits, I said goodbye to Lindsey and headed on through the check point.
Once I got to Miami, I walked off the plane and went straight to my next gate. I sat down for a minute and then decided to look at my ticket, to make sure that I was at the right gate. I reached in my back pocket, where i always keep my passport and ticket while I am traveling and it wasn't there. I thought, maybe i put it in my book bag and searching that and taking EVERYTHING out, I started to freak out just a little. I walked back to the ticket counter where we unloaded from Orlando and asked the lady at the desk if anyone had turned one in. She said no but she said let me check with the people on the plane.
After about 10min she returned empty handed. Tears were on the brink of flowing. I said can you help me, I don't know what to do. She said if I waited about 20min she could help me, after she got the plane loaded. I sat and waited. After about thirty minutes the last person got on the plane and then she came and sat down next to me. She said here is the number for an emergancy passport but they are only open monday through friday. I explain to her that I was traveling home, to Honduras, that I was a missionary and what we were doing here. She told me that she used to live in Columiba and that she had missionary people in her life as she was growing up. After some time passed, she said you know what, you should pray and walk back to the ticket counter at gate E5 (where my flight to Honduras was) and see if they have it. She said that only by the grace of God would someone had found it. We both laughed and said goodbye.
I prayed and prayed and prayed all the way back to the gate. When I walked up to the counter there it was, sitting there open with my UGLY picture. I said that is MY PASSPORT!!!! Tears came out then! I said out loud, pretty loudly, THANK YOU GOD!!!
Yet again God has shown me that this is my calling, to serve the people of Honduras. I wasn't sure what in the world i was going to done but once I prayed and talked to HIM he was there to save me! I LOVE it when that happens!!!

.... funny

Its funny how God works out every detail... How when you think people aren't listening or watching, they really are. God is AMAZING!!! and I am nothing without him and I am reminded of that EVERYDAY.... my friend and co-missionary friend told me of this quote and on Sunday God showed me how true it is... "authenticity always has an audience." being true and faithful about the work God has called us to do, is what we are about.

Being a poppi; in the states...

Well, I have been home for almost two weeks now. It has been a good time, however, I didn't realize how much i was going to miss my boys! Tonight I was talking to Carlos on facebook and he said that he missed his mommi and poppi. I didn't really understand who he was referring to so I said who? and said my mommi and poppi, Jenny and David. Tears automatically started flowing down my face. Before I left Carlos and I hadn't been getting along too good, we had butted heads a few times, he doesn't like to be told no, which at 18, what kid does, right? It broke my heart, to hear him call me poppi out of no where tonight. I love being there, I love serving the people of Honduras! I love my boys! Thank you LORD for allowing me to serve your children!

Carlos and I (me thinks he looks cool when he makes this face)

Marvin and I

Moving...

Monday, was probably one of the most hectic days in Honduras that I had ever had. It started like a normal Monday morning, getting the children to school and such, then Jen and I divided and concord "the list." Things that we needed to get done, before we left the country. By noon I had completed my list and many other things that came up along the way, however the afternoon went EXTREMELY slow! By midnight I had been all over Tegucigalpa and to Santa Lucia and to the airport and up and down El Haltio about 30 times. I had moved the boys into their new home and got them all settled in with their folks. 

God is amazing at how much he allows us to do in a day. He shows us how if we trust in Him, that he will be there, through and through. I thank him daily for all he does for me and for the supports that I have. 

The boys are all moved into their new home. They live about a five minute walk from their school, with their mom and dad. Maria is pregnant and is expecting to have the baby in September! Chilo (the father) finished his rehab program and has started working at a lumber yard in Tegucigalpa. God worked that amazingly! We went to talk to Don Daniel, the owner of the shop about Chilo working there. We offered to pay his salary, while Chilo worked there. We just needed Chilo to have a job. We explained the entire situation to Don Daniel and he said that he would be willing to help. We were excited, then he told Jen that she wouldn't have to pay Chilo's salary, that Don Daniel was willing and wanting to help in this families lives. God is a God of wonders! So the father has a full time job and really is enjoying it, from what I hear. The boys love being able to walk to school and are enjoying being back with their father. 

Thank you for your continued prayers for these boys and their parents!