I want to be your hands....

Well over a year ago, God put it on my heart to develop a partnership with a less privileged school and give our students the opportunity to share and serve. Last year the ball got dropped, and I feared this year the same would happen. However, with months of planning and preparing the school approved my proposal to have International School's elementary collect school supplies for another Christian elementary school called El Verbo. IST works on the American school calendar and El Verbo follows the Honduran calendar, thus they started school last week. For all of January each classroom of IST was assigned a material to collect. Those baskets were then collected, divided and sorted, decorated, and gifted. God orchestrated it all. I just got to be his hands.

However, the best part of it all was that I got to take 2 students from each section of our 2-5 grades. So with 29 students, we went to El Verbo this past Wednesday. Baskets and snacks in tote we were ready to go. These students couldn't sleep the night before they were so excited. Some told me they were the first up in their household that morning. As we drove up the mountain to Nueva Suyapa, I knew my students were seeing things they never quite had before. They hadn't seen houses made out of wooden pieces or the marks of poverty. It's good for them to know it exists right within their own town. Love them to death, but they are too sheltered.

During our time at El Verbo, we met one another, sang songs, delivered baskets to classrooms, and played games. Most of all, God did what I couldn't do. He worked in those kids' hearts. He spoke to their hearts. He shown threw all of them. I was even touched as I fell in love with some of El Verbo students. I too spent more time with those other students then the IST kids. They caught my heart. And just like the IST kids asked, I also plead, "When can we go back?"

God is at work.











I've also just continued to be encouraged by the developing relationships with those through Street Soccer. Times are hard at times, like yesterday 2 fights broke out and I was stuck in the middle of one, but God is at work. I pray for God to pry Satan's hands off their lives and their weak holds.

Pray for Honduras.