At the Service of Honduras

Buenas Días to all and feliz Domingo! I blog today to update my faithful readers, prayer Warriors, family and friends as life continues here in Antigua. This week has been one of learning and some routine. I enjoy the routine of running up to the Cross on the North end of Antigua several times a week. I enjoy the routine of school every day. However, nothing is ever too routine here. Our pal, Deenenoth has left for other adventures and our other pals - Andrea and Katrin have left the city as well. However, new friends have joined us, including but not limited to an Irish woman, Sara, two middle aged sisters from California, and two new missionaries - Francesca and Emily!! It is great to have them here. Some highlights from the week included some medical practice. My host mother, Elsa, is an absolutely beautiful and inspiration woman. About 60 years old, she has raised 4 children and now dedicates her life to service of the poor. She has worked in the hospital as a nurse in every de

Hola de Antigua, Guatemala!! From left: Sandra (Houston), Christopher (Finca missionary from Florida), Frederick (Germany),  Andrea (California), Me, Cat (Finca missionary from Oklahoma), Katrin (Germany) It has been a week full of learning more Spanish, meeting people from around the world, visiting beautiful places, eating yummy food, trying to understand and pray in Spanish. The highlight for me  has been all of the wonderful encounters with new people. Similar to the Camino de Santiago, there are many interesting people traveling from all over who are very open, adventurous, seeking beauty etc.  This week, I met my teacher, Sonia. She is a very kind and interesting woman who is missing her two front teeth. It definitely adds to her charm. She's great. Despite the difficulty she has experienced with her father leaving at an early age and her own separation from her husband, she has such a joyful outlook! She is quite an animated woman. I am beginning to understand mo

Quick post: I'm in Houston waiting a few hours for my flight, and have a moment to reflect. On my flight from MSP to Houston, I met a girl named Chelsea (about my age)  who hates flying. She was sitting right in front of me, and we both had an empty seat next to us. I saw her call the flight attendant over and tell him about her anxiety about flying - something about getting sweaty and nervous...he brought her a blanket - which was slightly strange, given her description of "sweaty." Oh well, he was very nice and trying to help. Through the small crack in the seat, I started talking to her, asking where she was from. Shortly after we began our conversation, she asked if she could sit with me. Turns out, she's also moving to another country today- Mexico. We chatted through the whole take-off and landing (which were the anxiety-provoking parts for her) and slept through the middle. It was a great blessing to me to meet this girl who is in a very similar situation to me