Just received this text from Cindy. "Michaels has flipflops for 60 cents. someone should get them for Honduras."

back home

I’m back! I got home yesterday evening around 8. I had a whole welcoming crew at the airport! My mom and younger sister, Anna, my older sister and her fiancé(both of whom I haven’t seen for more than a year!), the Genovas, and Elena and Cassie (two of my best friends). It was funny because the flight was just a tiny flight of about 50 people, mostly flying domestically from Houston. No one else really had anyone to greet them, and I had a whole crowd! It was a lot of fun.

This morning has been nice. I slept in a little (it was nice to sleep in my own bed!), then had a lovely breakfast with Natalie, Rl and Anna. I think what has struck me the most about my 15 or so hours of being home, is how normal everything is. It’s like my life paused for 6 weeks while I was in Honduras, and now has started again. It’s like I’m having trouble fitting my time in Honduras in with my day-to-day life here. It’s hard to explain, because I don’t even know what I’m feeling. I haven’t really noticed too much culture shock being back, but it seems to hit me later than most people. It was kind of odd not being slightly nervous to brush my teeth with tap water, but that’s about the only time I’ve really noticed feeling weird about something normal for here, so far anyway.

Thank you for all your prayers for safe travel, everything went smoothly on my flights and through customs. I’ll do my best to update some as things settle down and I start feeling the difference between life here and life in Honduras in the next week or so.

Here are a couple more prayer requests:
-praise for safe travel!
-Nicole as she continues her work with the ministry in Tegucigalpa for 6 more weeks
-thank God for the generous and wonderful Martin family!
-that I will not simply move on with my life but keep in mind all the people I met and the poverty I saw in Honduras


ps- I don't know if you remember, but in one of my first posts, i made a comment about the blogger website being in Spanish in Honduras, and that it threw me off for a sec. Now it's back to English and i think it looks weird!

My Final Weekend

I meant to do at least one other post this week, but time got away from me. I'll write about it when i get home maybe. I leave in the early afternoon Tuesday to return to Kansas City.
This evening we got back from our weekend visiting the Mayan ruins at Copán. We went along with Francis' brother, Rufino and his family, and their mom, Blanca. It was a lot of fun. I'll post some of the roughly 200 pictures i took on facebook later this week probably.

It's late, but i wanted to share a little about this evening. Because we missed church this morning, Jim wanted to do a short family devotional this evening. It was so nice to sit and discuss our favorite passages and thoughts. We heard more of the Martins' family story. They have truly lived by faith and relied completely on God. It sounds silly, but I was amazed to hear of their lives before they were, what we call, "missionaries." They were just normal people, working way too many hours but barely making ends meet, and relying on God's day-to-day provision. Their lives make it clear that when you give God room to work, He does. They have multiple stories of extra money appearing in their bank accounts when they needed it most and the paperwork for Andrea's passports working out when it seemed impossible. I am so privileged to have spent the summer here, learning from these amazing Followers of God. I appreciate them very much,and thank God for them each day.

Prayer Requests:
-God's continued blessing on Honduras Ministries and wisdom as they seek to follow His will
-for the Martin family and their encouragement
-safe travel on Tuesday
-praise for safe travel over the weekend!