Honduras: In conclusion

It still doesn't seem real sometimes.  Some days I stop myself from thinking about it because it still hurts. Other times when I do think about it, the memories come flooding back and I can’t help but thank God for the opportunity, for the memories, for the experiences, for his plan, because ultimately that what is all comes down too, his plan.

I can’t say that I understand it because I don’t. It’s been about six weeks since we’ve been back home. The first week was shock, pain, and at times a little bit of anger, just for the way things turned out.  That time consisted of contacting all of our supporters and thanking God for all of them, because through it all their understanding and support is what got us through the week.  The next weeks consisted of seeking and searching. Seeking God’s will for the next step for our family and searching for an internship for Phillip. Then came even more understanding and peace that being back is exactly where he had called us.

You can’t help but feel peace in a time of confusion when you get to watch God work his hand in every.single situation. He provided for our family once again. Phillip got his internship, a good one, the perfect one! We get to stay in town and not have to move. We get to stay surrounded with some of the best friends we could have ever asked for, with a church family that loves and supports us more than we could have ever imagined. We got to go and visit Phillip’s family that we don’t see often, the ones that love us like no other.  It’s all been huge confirmation.

Choosing to end our time in Honduras early was by far the hardest decision I’ve ever had to make in my life. I look back at the blog and the last thing I blogged was our egg hunting trip to Balfonte, we were suppose to start that village program, yet we never got to see it happen. We were supposed to spend an amazing 3 days at camp loving on the Deaf but that never happened. We were supposed to provide a bridge to the amazing people of Tesorito but that never happened.  For those reasons my heart was broken in coming home early. 

But while my heart is healing, I know that in the two months God allowed us to live out his plan for us in Honduras. We grew. We loved. We gave every ounce of everything we had every single day for him. For his cause.  For the Deaf. For the least of these.  Our hearts are forever changed. My two year old is forever changed. Our family is forever changed. We learned how to pull through a tough situation. We learned our family motto is “God Focused, Family Focused”.

We learned that is exactly how we will live out our future and that is exactly how our future ministry will run.  We will forever cherish our time in Honduras and everyone we came in contact with.  I will thank my God every time I remember how he proved himself so very faithful to us in a difficult battle and how his peace passes all understanding.