Here are a few stories behind some of my pictures from my trip to Honduras last week. I had a hard time choosing which pictures to share, but here are a few. (BTW: You can see the others on Facebook with some more stories.)
Anytime you take a picture of someone, they want to see what it looks like. One of the coolest things we did this year at the Jesus Banquet was to bring some little printers and paper and actually print off the pictures we took of kids. This was Marc Tindall’s brilliant idea. The camera and printer will stay in Honduras so from now on all our future trips the kids can have a portrait of themselves.
A picture of the Jesus Banquet from a hill close by. Over 1200 were fed and more importantly shown God’s love.
You’ve met Sonya before on my blog. Sonya is a regular at the dump, as you can tell from her clothes. She always welcomes me with a smile.
Pretty little Honduran girls. These girls were standing around watching their new house being built. They may look a little emotionless here, but you should have seen them when they walked into their new home and picked out their new bunk-bed.
This is a little boy named Oscar. We visited Oscar in the hospital after he had just had surgery. Oscar had his leg run over by a truck while he was at the dump digging through trash. Because he had no money for surgery, they were going to simply remove his leg. Thankfully, Marc Tindall and some kind hearted people wouldn’t let that happen and instead paid the $400 or so needed for his surgery to fix his leg. Now Oscar is going to be fine. I love this story.
Probably my favorite day of the trip. We spent $1000 on vegetables, fruit, beans and rice and took it all to a poor little village and handed out sacks of food to the community. In the picture are just the onions we purchased.
At the end of the day after the Jesus Banquet, there were still a bunch of little kids hanging out. A man selling ice cream rolled up, and I waved all the kids over and started buying ice cream for kid after kid after kid. I had told my friend Charlie that I’d bring her back something from Honduras. She suggested that I save that money and do something special for some kids with it. So … Charlie, thanks for buying ice cream … the kids LOVED it. This was just 3 of the MANY kids who enjoyed ice cream that day.
My boys fell in love with little Stephanie this summer. We spent two days this summer in her little community, and she stole our hearts. It didn’t take long after arriving in her community last Friday to spot her. Within seconds … she wrapped me around her finger again. Just in case you forgot, it was my 9 year-old who had written this about Stephanie this summer.
One of the new houses that were built this past week. It’s a larger and much better house. They now include bunk-beds and little rooms. Nothing is more gratifying than finishing a house after a long hard day at work. This is a picture that Marc Tindall took.