Instead of driving directly to Dos Portillos on Wednesday morning, we stopped to visit the HOI elementary and middle schools. There is a vast difference between the school in Dos Portillos and the HOI schools. The HOI schools separate the students into grade levels instead of clumping them all into one room. The students even have English as a subject and learn to use computers!
In Dos Portillos our team split for VBS and construction projects: an oven, more floors, a pila, and finishing a latrine. Before the oven was even finished, the mother had already planned the first meal she would cook! Can you imagine being about 60 years old and cooking with an oven for the first time?
All of the projects completed this week seem so simple to us, but to the Hondurans they are life changing. Cement floors prevent the children from the bacteria and parasites living in the dirt. An oven requires less wood to burn, resulting in spending less time to gathering the wood. These projects improve their health and their quality of life.
As we de-briefed Wednesday night, we discussed that most of the people we’ve met don’t consider themselves poor. Instead of focusing on the things they’re lacking, their wealth is defined by what they do have. They have a close-knit community, their families, a home, and maybe a few personal things, but aren’t constantly longing for the newer and better things.
Thursday was our day of good-byes. In the morning a group of us visited homes for prayer. It was powerful come together and pray aloud in our own languages as we surround a person in need. Saying good-bye to the children at the school and the Pech community was emotional to say the least. The children, from the school and from the Pech community, sang for us and gave each of us handmade gifts (cards, jewelry, pottery, wood carvings) before shedding tears and embracing us in hugs.
God has spoken to us in numerous ways while we’ve been here. He’s made it very clear to us that He is in control. As we prepared for our trip, some of us thought there is no way I will be chosen for the trip, some applications were submitted at the very last minute, and another asked to go after the application deadline. Until a few days before flying to Honduras, the Pech village wasn’t even a consideration for where we would work. None of us considered how the relationships between the team would form. But through all of that, God’s plan prevailed, as it always does. He is powerful and always in control, just as Isaiah 14:24-27 says, “Surely, as I have planned, so it will be, and as I have purposed, so it will happen.”
It is human nature to think that we are in control of our own lives – that we have the last word in what happens. It is not by our own power that we were able to build intimate friendships and love Hondurans. That is all Him. It is because of God’s plan that the 16 people in our group were brought together. When returning home, I pray that we will continue to believe and trust God’s plan in our lives. To stop doubting what should happen, but to trust that His plan will always prevail.