The Fundraiser and calories
There was a Schools of Hope fundraiser at Dale’s home church on the 17th of June. A yummy meal cooked by Gordon and Anita Cooledge as well as a silent auction. We were honoured to have Randy and Judy Lundrigan share as the founders of the ministry, how the Lord first called them to Honduras and led them to start Schools of hope.
The fundraiser was the first place that I actually saw my family since November, but there was little time to talk and catch up because we were busy. The night before we had gone out for dinner with our son Jacob and Dale’s dad at Swiss Chalet . My family was not able to join us there because my dad teaches a Bible study that day.
I will add that one thing I appreciate seeing is the calorie count on every item on the menus in restaurants. Even McDonald’s. Some things were the a little surprising, like the stir fry at Swiss Chalet with more than 1000 calories! At the same it helps to make a more informed and perhaps wiser choice. I’ve not noticed that in Honduras…not at even the North American chains.
Essex County: where a kid can be a kid
We spent some time in Essex county and stayed at the beautiful home of Gaye and Gerry Demers. Such a sweet and wonderful couple. When we are there we always feel right at home, just like family. I enjoyed walking with Gaye, going to an alpaca farm with her quilting friends and visiting some yarn shops. I sure wish I had their talent for knitting! Oh, and I met a lady in the knitting group that has a son who was a missionary in the Amazon, but recently had to come back to Canada with his young family. It was nice to chat with her and hear the similarities between where they were and Honduras.
Ben and Elisa were able to see their sisters, and even spent the night at their sister Maria’s home. We all went to a bbq there on Father’s day and hung out with Maria’s husband’s amazing family. Ben and Elisa both were able to go for a ride in Maria’s father in law Brad’s 1970 Corvette Stingray. It took him something like 30 years to build it. It’s beautiful. They loved that!
Ben and Elisa also got to do typical teenager things, like hanging out with the youth group, going to McDonald’s, The Dairy Freeze, playing baseball in the dark and staying out late with friends. Things they can’t do in Honduras because once it is dark we are home and we don’t go out; except for our home group. It did my heart good to see them do “normal” things. Things most teenagers take for granted.
Elisa and her good friend Julie also had a photo shoot at the Demer home. What a fun, memory building day between to close friends, and the photos taken by Julie’s sister Hannah, turned out beautiful!
Braeside and the land of choice
We arrived Thursday to our home base at Braeside camp, after a stop at Picards and then a yummy meal at my parents. I have to admit it was kind of nice to finally unpack the suitcase and get my things either hung up or in a dresser.
We did stop at the No Frills grocery store on the way to the camp and once again the selection was overwhelming. There are just so many choices to take in. It’s like we just stand there frozen, jaws open, not knowing what to do, especially in the yogurt and cereal aisles…and let’s not forget the ice cream; so many decadent flavours. We ended up buying “Loads of White chocolatey, raspberry treats.” Delicious. I mean, we do live in the capital city of Honduras and we can generally find all that we need, but there is nowhere near the variety that one can find here in Canada. Life is just simpler in Honduras and I kind of like that. Here it’s like sensory overload or something.
Ben is standing at the end of the ice cream aisle! An entire aisle of just cereal…and a closer look at some of the ice cream selection…and not quite all of the yogurt selection.
Another thing that we are not quite used to yet is courtesty. You see, in Honduras pedestrians do not have the right of way. I clearly remember when we first moved there feeling like we were in a game of Frogger, dodging cars as we try to get to the other side of the road without getting hit. It was kind of fun actually…exhilarating. In Canada if someone sees you want to cross the road, they stop for you and wait for you to cross. It’s just so foreign to us now.
There was also time this week Dale and I were walking together when a car slowed down and pulled up beside us, coming to a stop. We both had a brief moment of panic, but all the person was doing was dropping a friend off. It happened again at the camp here. I was walking around the grounds here when a guy pulls up in a John Deere and stops beside me. I must have looked at him funny because he said he was not trying to scare me, he just wanted to make sure we had settled in ok and had everything we needed.
Budgets and leadership training..
We have also been fund raising for our budget. We need more $$ a month to maintain it and not fall behind, so we have been visiting churches and asking for support. It is so hard asking and not something either of us are comfortable with. Dale has also been talking to a few pastors about leadership training through skype for our Honduran staff and then every Sunday we are speaking in a few of our supporting churches.
In closing, when I looked at our busy schedule I was feeling so discouraged because I didn’t know when I would be able to see family or get together with friends, but I am taking a couple days to be in Woodstock. I have booked both a hair appointment and a Dr.’s appointment…and of course I’m going to try and fit some coffee dates in there too, as well as hang out with my family.
A first it was a struggle being here. It always is anytime we come back with reverse culture shock and all, but God has been reminding me to just enjoy my time while I am here. Enjoy walking where ever I want without thinking about safety or looking behind me every once in a while. Enjoy the cooler (cold) weather, and the longer days. Enjoy the moments with family and friends and people we have not seen in years. And yes, maybe even enjoy a (new to us) flavour of ice cream now and then.