And then there were four

Matthew 5: 1-12
This morning's devotion centered on the voice of Jesus. We do not know what his physical voice sounds like, but we know his words and the meaning behind them. We have voices to share the word and should do so without hesitation. It is important to remember though that at times, our voices also need to be silent so that we can listen -- listen to others, listen to God, and pray.

Six of our team members departed for Aiken this morning. As we said goodbye, we challenged each other to use our voices in the coming days, weeks, and months to share what we have learned in Honduras. We will share what we have seen and done, we will share what others can do, and most importantly we will pray.

And then there were four. . . . only four of us remain here with Sam and Roxanne. Our meals were a bit quieter today, but still full of laughter and yes some amazing plantains as well! This morning, we visited a bilingual school in Quimistan. The first classroom we visited was a fourth grade class. The students, dressed in their uniforms, greeted us in English and were quite excited to see us. We sang some silly songs with them and then also taught them Jesus Loves Me and Jesus Loves the Little Children. What fast learners they were! We then saw a sixth grade class and were amazed that some of those students had never met a North American before. Their English was quite impressive. We were excited to learn that their career goals range from a pediatrician to a lawyer to an engineer. It was then time to return to our fourth grade friends and read the tall tale of Paul Bunyan with them. Their oral reading and comprehension was phenomenal. Clearly, their teacher is dedicated and determined to see them succeed!

We were touched that they wrote messages on the board for us.

After eating a delicious lunch, Roxanne took us to "downtown" Quimistan while she ran some errands. We went to the bank and the grocery store and at both locations we were required to lock our bags in lockers at the entrances. There is a fear of someone entering with weapons or with the intent to shoplift. Our afternoon excursion also took us past the hospital so we stopped in for a quick tour. While small by American standards, it seemed well equipped, and clean with a friendly staff.

A view from the center of town

Our day of experiencing Honduran culture ended at the only coffee shop in town. Our coffee was presented to us in clay pitchers with the cup placed atop. It was such an unusual yet practical presentation. 

Our hearts continue to be filled with God's presence and love here. Quimistan is beautiful and we are continually blessed each day we are here.