Sunday, August 7, 2011

I hear Him calling


The orphanage in the mountains of Honduras

10 days.  This is the number of days I have until I leave everything I've ever called home.  I'm leaving my family and friends, my home and all of my belongings.  The closer this date gets the more I am asked if I'm nervous.  The strange thing is the closer this date gets the less nervous I am!  I had to take a minute to think about this.  Am I just throwing caution to the wind?  Or maybe my sanity has left...  No, it's none of these.  The closer I get to leaving the stronger I hear Him calling.  His call is louder than the balance in my bank account.  It is louder than my 2 week notice and lack of health insurance.  His call smothers any doubt or fear and creates a passion that overtakes me.  I'm overtaken with idea after idea of how I can help those that have no help.  I'm overtaken with the feeling that I can make a difference in Honduras.

For those of you that don't know exactly what I will be doing I'd like to take a minute to explain.  I will spend the next month working with IMI Ministries in Minnesota.  During this time I will get certified to teach English and learn as much Spanish as possible.  After this month I will fly to Honduras.  In Honduras I'll be teaching English to about 50 orphans.  Their ages range anywhere from toddler to teenager.  Learning English will greatly increase their chances of getting a good job when they leave the orphanage and will offer them a great future.  I've also decided to hold English classes in a small impoverished village where the IMI orphanage use to be.  These village kids are hungry to learn but their public school system does not afford them the opportunities they deserve.  This, I believe, is only the tip of what I will do in Honduras.



The village kids

I have read that the hardest thing for missionaries to do is ask for support.  I can say this is true.  But even though I have no fear about my future, I know that to help these children I have to ask for support.  The cost of living in Honduras will be about $400 a month. If there is a tug on your heart to make a difference please take a minute to donate through the donate button on this blog.  A little can go a long way in Honduras.  Any extra money I receive will be spent on teaching supplies.  As of right now I will need a set of teaching manuals, a dry erase board and paper and pencils. 

Here am I Lord.  Send me.