Mission Honduras; Day One

I have had a heart and a love for missions for several years now. Last year I experienced my first international mission trip and my life was changed. Making the decision to go back this year was not a hard one. I am also very thankful that my church, Solid Rock Church, was behind me spiritually and financially.

My team and I left out on a Friday afternoon from Louisville, Ky headed to Honduras. Our final destination was Faith Home, a orphanage under the care of the General Baptist organization. This was my second time going to this home so I was way beyond excited to get back and see the kids that had stolen my heart last summer.

Since we arrived late at the home Friday night, after several delays with planes and airports, we just unpacked and prepared the mission house for our weekly stay.

Saturday morning I awoke to the beautiful site of the home nestled in the lush Honduran mountains. This is the view from the front door of the mission home.

After breakfast we went for a tour of the home.

The school where they teach the elementary kids.

The kids get to worship in this beautiful church.

Some of the homes the kids live in with their house parents.

After our tour we headed back to the house and prepared for the week ahead and the carnival we had planned for the kids at Faith Home that afternoon.

Rebecca, Candace and I dug into the candy and separated it for the week.

Due to some new Honduran laws regarding the orphanage I am unable to post identifiable pictures of the kids. I understand the reason behind it but it does make me sad that I can't share the sweet faces that I fell in love with. But none the less we had a blast at our afternoon festivities. We played games, painted faces, made balloon animals, gave out a lot of candy, and ended it with a epic water balloon fight.

We were supposed to spend the evening at a church service, but about 10 minutes before the service we lost power. So we ended up spending more time getting ready for the week and most of us went to bed early since we were still tired from the long day of travel the day before.

At this point I was excited to be there and see the kids again. It's hard to put into the words the emotions I felt this first day. There is so much love you want to share. Your heart breaks because your mind wants to focus on the fact that these kids are orphans, but at the same time you are happy that they have such a wonderful place to grow up.

I went to bed that night excited to be back and looking forward to what God had in store for us!!