Our team arrived safely after finally gathering all together in Houston (we had a contingent who left from Dallas). After a surprisingly brief flight with some wonderful (but loud) children--thankfully the movie was engaging--we landed in humid San Pedro Sula International Airport. All of our bags arrived on time and in great shape. Randy Webster, the GBGM missionary we are here to support, met us at the airport with his lovely wife Natalie and led us to our hotel. After an excited night's sleep for most of us, we got up for breakfast and hit the road for our three hour drive to La Ceiba.
The trip was BEAUTIFUL! We passed acre after acre of palm trees, pineapple farms, sugar cane (just being harvested--by hand), and many more crops. Randy pointed out interesting sights along the way and the conversation was lively (not that you'd be surprised with this group). Only stopping once--a feat in itself--we arrived here safely a little before 11 am. We moved our stuff in, got oriented to the area, walked down to the beach a block and a half away, and then got to work.
Our work looks like it will be putting mud on sheetrock, sanding existing sheetrock mud, and then finally painting. Today we did a little of all three with only minimal "scrambling" to make things work. Scott did a great job teaching several in the team how to sheetrock before we left. We have three rooms we are working on and are almost finished with one...on our way there!
Thank you for your prayers. Will hope to update you all again soon!
Peace,
Pastor Jeff
So glad to know that you arrived safe & sound. I've been thinking about all of you all day, and will keep you in my prayers.
ReplyDeletegreat to read about the beginning of your trip! I am so excited all is going so well, although nothing but magic can happen when mission work is in the midst. I look forward to more updates! My thoughts and prayers, like breath feathers,united with the wind,will remain focused on your experience and joy!
ReplyDeleteBlessings, Deb
PS. Please ask your hosts if there is a rain forest in Honduras. The mention of the crops makes me nervous. Sugar cane in particular: land is burned destroying everything. Of course any crop pretty much alters the land ... forever. Of course locals need to survive. Where is the balance?.