We have been back for a few days now and as much as I have LOVED a hot shower, no bugs and our comfortable home…I am torn.
Last night I started to organize some of the pictures we took on our trip. As I scrolled through the pictures my heart was tugged with the array of faces from Guatemala and Honduras. Their beautiful brown eyes and huge smiles brought tears to my eyes as I think about each of them.
We were changed by this trip. Not because we saw poverty. Not because we gave food to starving children. Not because we played with orphaned kids. All of those were great humanitarian efforts, but doing just that would just make us more grateful for the comfortable life we live.
We were changed because we put our heart on the line and learned to love the people there.
I think of Amelia, the grandmother that struggles to provide food for her grandchildren living with her. Something about Amelia’s zest for life and joy in her spirit touched me. I am now 1000 miles away, but I have continued to pray that the Lord would provide a way for her to sense the overwhelming presence of God and that she would experience hope.
I think of Don Oswaldo, the gentleman that gave us a ride from Guatemala to Honduras. His willingness to step out of his comfort zone and give fellow believer’s a ride was a heartfelt sacrifice. His willingness to help has turned into a friendship that we will cherish. (It is also an adventure that was a highlight of our trip!)
Today Eva sat putting a puzzle together singing “Jesus Loves the Little Children”. If you don’t know the words they go, “Jesus loves the little children, all the children of the world. Red and yellow. Black and white. They are precious in His sight. Jesus loves the little children of the world.”
The kids from Give Hope 2 Kids have changed us. We learned to love each of them and honestly it hurts. We were sad to leave, but the sadness has continued. We miss them. Isaiah, Lille and Eva made friends there. We fully enjoyed our chance to play, love, hold and celebrate life with those kids. We experienced just a fraction of the love that Jesus has for them. As Eva sang, I was given some comfort in knowing that Jesus loves each of them so much and has created them with a future and a hope and a Savior that loves them more than I can imagine. That is peace.
So as I sit in my warm house with a cup of coffee…I feel a little empty. I know God has planned our next steps and that he created us to love. And sometimes love hurts. But it also keeps us more dependent on Him who gives love freely.