- A trip to a third world country is risky, but a life without risk is no life at all. God called us to take risks, so don’t settle for a life without risks.
- I realized just how blessed I am in this world. We have an abundance of everything from food, clothing and stuff. But I also realized that just “realizing how blessed we are” is not enough. Feeling sorry for the hungry and the poor of this world is NOT what Jesus was looking for from me. These people don’t need our sympathy or our pity, they need our compassion. The same compassion that the Good Samaritan had, one that took action. For me to sit back and simply say, “How sad,” makes me no different than the Priest and Levite that passed on the other side.
- Many cannot go to Honduras or other third world counties, so what do you do? Find your own Honduras.
- Jesus drives me crazy (in a good way of course). He’s not happy with me taking up my easy-chair, he demands that I take up my cross, and crosses aren’t always fun, comfortable or easy. Couldn’t he simply be satisfied with me just going to church? Instead he demands that I “be and do” church, in the lives of others. Why did he have to say, “I was hungry and you fed me, I was thirsty and you gave me something to drink… and whatever you do for the least of these you did for me…”? I’m glad I got the chance to see Jesus in Honduras. He was everywhere and you had to really pay attention to see him, because he was disguised as the homeless, the hungry and the children.
- It’s dangerous to ask God why He allows poverty and suffering in this world, because He would probably ask us the same question.
I’m planning another “Dump Fund” fund-raiser for next spring, but if you’d like to give something now to feed the hungry people of Honduras, you can send it here: