Rev. Chris Holliday serves as the associate minister at The United Methodist Church of the Resurrection West
As I read and pondered today’s scriptures, I found myself reflecting upon my recent mission trip to Honduras. From June 14 – 21, twelve adults from Resurrection West went to minister alongside our Methodist friends in Ciudad Espana. It was a truly amazing and transformative journey, and we were blessed to have some awesome writers in our group who worked diligently on our blog posts each night. I would like to share one of those posts with you (if you’d like to read more, click here). This post was written by Jill Hartquist, who attends Resurrection West and serves on staff at the Leawood campus. I hope this gives you a glimpse of what it was like for us to live out our call to be Christ’s witnesses in Honduras. Blessings to you–here’s Jill’s post:
The day started off with the usual amazing breakfast prepared by sweet Katia (our chef). The smell of French toast and scrambled eggs with ham filled the air as we all gathered to prepare for our day. We loaded the van with the many bags of computers we brought to equip the school; then we set out on our journey. I’m still in awe of the beauty of Honduras and the countryside. The simple homes set in the hills surrounded by plush greenery never gets old.
Our arrival at the church the first couple of days has been nothing short of exciting, and today was no exception. There were no bands playing, but we heard the familiar “they’re here” shouts from the children and as we walked in the entry of the church, I can’t explain the feeling that came over us as we were greeted by all of the tiny little preschool children. Dressed in their red and black uniforms, they cheered and ran to each of us in a bundle of emotion. Chad was promptly surrounded by several kiddos hoping to be swung around. “Anna” was greeted with children knowing that she was our source of “translation” as they spoke. I was greeted by 3 little girls who could not WAIT to share with me the fact that they knew their ABCs… and proceeded to happily sing their song to me, looking for praise and a response in the only way I knew how… “Muy bien!! Well done!!” These are the moments that we are completely embracing: Happy, smiling children from a different culture who are absolutely DELIGHTED to share their joyful abundance with us. We could not feel more welcome. Praise be to God…#1 for the day.
From there, part of us went into the classrooms to spend some time with the children. We were able to spend time in the 4th, 5th and 6th grade classrooms and thoroughly enjoyed our time working with the kids on their English. Amazing how eager they are to learn the language. We used flashcards and games (think Hokey Pokey, Head/Shoulders/Knees/Toes, Bingo) to teach! I think my Spanish vocabulary may even be increasing as a result! Praise be to God #2!
After lunch, we split again. A small group went outside to help clear the way for a small parking lot to free up the sport court for the kids. They worked hard to clear the heavy rock and move sand. Paul earned the award for the “I forgot to wear sunscreen” trophy and Paula came out with the “Iron Woman” award for her dedication to the construction team! Praise be to God #3!
Inside, we worked on fine-tuning sewing machines and prepared for the upcoming banner ministry. There was in incredible sense of unity in the room as 3 Honduran women joined us (Pastor Daniel’s 2 lovely daughters and Leslie, a sweet lady from the church). We turned on the Christian music and an amazing sense of calm came over the room as we all worked together to accomplish these tasks. These women were as happy to share time with us as we were with them. The Holy Spirit is alive in this church and the connection between us all is beyond heart-warming. Praise be to God #4!
The day closed with a trip back to the Mission House and some down time as a group. I’m so thankful for the time we are having together as a group and the connections we are making with the Honduran people. Praise be to God!