Guapinol (pronounced gua as in guava, pea as in yucky little round green things, and knoll as in grassy and Dallas) is a very small shrimping village on the southwest coast of Honduras…to me it represents both the dramatic need and the great hope of much of Honduras.
I’ve learned a lot over the last six years of traveling to Honduras and I thought that I would pass some of the lessons on to you. Here we go:
I’ve learned a lot over the last six years of traveling to Honduras and I thought that I would pass some of the lessons on to you. Here we go:
- Dollars don’t equal joy…
- The poor are less owned by what they have than are the wealthy…
- Don’t pack your clothes until it is too late to have church…
- Pastor Oscar (head of the Concillio) is a man of God…
- Sister Reyna can cook…
- Functional sound systems have nothing to do with God honoring worship, still it is very nice to have one…
- I can sweat…
- People are people…
- I’m not the only one who can sweat…
- You grow most when you are outside of your comfort zone…OK, so I stole that one from Nathan Barnes…
- Old cars never die – they just get shipped down to Honduras…
- God will use anyone who is available and who will be faithful…
- I should have paid attention in 6th and 9th grade Spanish…
- Bano (spelled B - A - N with a ~ over it - O) is an important Spanish word to know…
- God gives traveling mercies…
- Our prosperity and comfort sometimes prevents us from fully comprehending the work of God in the body of Christ (more on this in a future post if I can remember to do it)…
- When they say “Don’t drink the water,” they MEAN IT…
- Our support of the Concillio truly is a good and a noble thing…
Blessings,
PB
PB
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