Connect … Re-Connect

No, this is not a blog about poor internet connections.  It is about the fellowship we’ve been given as followers and the great joy we find in our first, second, or tenth time connecting with the people of Roatan.

Mathew 18: 1-3  At that time the disciples came to Jesus, saying, “Who is the greatest in the kingdom of heaven?” And calling to him a child, he put him in the midst of them and said, “Truly, I say to you, unless you turn and become like children, you will never enter the kingdom of heaven.

The first two days of our trip are full of adrenaline.  It’s like drinking a triple espresso and following it up with a couple monster drinks.  The first day is full of the anxiety of travel.  Will I over sleep and miss the plane?  Will my connection all work?  Will my luggage arrive?  What am I forgetting?  It’s so easy to get wrapped up in the tasks.  It’s harder to let go and know that God’s got it all under control and that it will all work out.  Personally, I vacillate between these two states.  I always find it amazing that when I surrender is when it all seems to come together.


Well, we all made it safely.  Nobody overslept or missed a connection.  We seem to have lost one bag, but Jon seems to be getting by without it.  All is good.


Today was about connections.  Dan led us in morning devotions and spoke about his path to supporting this trip and how God kept calling him.  He spoke of his connection with the children at Greenfield Children’s Home and of his love of doing God’s work here.  It was a message for us all to listen for God’s calling and a lesson for the reward of hearing Him.


Our next connection of the day was with the children.  We spent the day with them at the beach – playing in the water and enjoying an awesome picnic lunch.  It’s so fun to reconnect with these kids and to see how they’ve grown: physically, mentally and spiritually.  They are such an amazing bunch of kids.  Orsy and Banessa do such a great job with these children.

Finally, we went to our partner church in Oak Ridge for Sunday night service.  The Honduran church services are full of music, dancing and impassioned preaching.  It is a great opportunity to see and feel how they worship.  At the service, we saw many familiar faces.  We were greeted with smiles, handshakes, and hugs.


It’s been a great day of reconnecting.


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