The God of the mountains….
Recently I did one of those posts on Facebook where you post a certain amount of “things you may not know about me” I thought about it afterwards and thought that I should have written that I hate being late. Being late or pressed for time stresses me out. Big time. I like to be early. In all honesty I would rather not show up for something than be late. Isn’t that silly? Here in Honduras the concept of ” on time” does not necessary mean the same thing as it does in Canada. That being said; I purposely did not wear my watch today. I knew that we had Spanish class in the afternoon and I did not want to be constantly looking at my watch stressing about the time and worrying if we were going to make it back in time. I was determined not to stress about it, not be uptight and relax. Today was one of the best days yet!
It was our final day with the children of Mary Flakes. We had a program for them that included puppets, a story and a skit on the Christmas story. Certificates were handed out to the boy and girl of each class with the highest marks.
THEN….We had about 30 bins of food that were purchased at Price Mart; premade and packed with necessities. Things like beans, rice, sugar, tomato paste, spices. I am not sure what more was in them but they were crammed full of delicious goodness. The school director and man who is the “president” if you will of that community selected specific families and seniors who have the most need. What a joy it was to hand them out to these precious moms , grandmas and senior gentlemen. They were so thankful. So happy. Some of them had tears shimmering in their eyes. The older gentlemen each received little care packages with things like tooth paste, a tooth brush, screw driver and other little items.
There was a mom who was not able to make it to the school to receive her package. She was sick with a cyst so large that to look at her you would assume she was pregnant. She had left to purchase milk for her baby, so we spoke with the grandma who brings her grandchildren to the feeding program to be fed the nutritious CSB and beans and rice. Here are four of them below.
We had the honour of visiting this moms humble abode and hand delivering the bin of food. Her home was so very small…. the entire home smaller than a single room in my house. Out of all the homes we have visited…this one had the most impact on me…hardest to accept…unimaginable that the family must to live in such conditions. There were cracks in the boards on the floor and in the walls in which the light came through. Two double beds for nine children and four adults. Thirteen people share one tiny home and two beds. Thirteen! I was told later that two adults sleep on the floor of the kitchen.. Can you imagine for a moment how uncomfortable that must be? Rough wooden boards in a small and crowded space….that’s where you lay your head at night? Or sharing your bed with five or more other people?
Eventually the mom came home and we had the opportunity to pray for her healing. It was a beautiful moment. I can still see the tears streaming down her face and I wanted to cry out “God, help her unbelief” She said she believes in God but has difficulty in believing God cares for her. Oh that she would know that He sees her, that He loves her!
After this we visited the home of a really old gentleman. He looked to be about a hundred years old. He sat in his make shift wheelchair, so crippled up that he couldn’t walk or move his arms and hands. He also must have been cold because he was all bundled up in a hat and wool blanket. He lived at the top of a high hill so there was no way for him to get to the school to receive his care package…so we brought it to him.
I felt his shoulder bones protruding through his shirt as we laid hands on him and prayed for him. He was a beautiful, quiet soul. He loved the Lord and told us that he had church meetings in his house almost every day.
It was a beautiful day in the mountains….and one day I will not soon forget.
God blesses those who are poor and realize their need for Him, for the kingdom of heaven is theirs.