This is Marc Tindall … a giant in faith. He was the planner and dreamer of the event. He spoke to the people during the banquet about Jesus. I’ll tell you a little more about him later this week, but I want you to know I’m honored to be his friend, and I’m honored to do ministry by his side.
It was an amazing, God filled week in Honduras. I’m going to spend the week sharing with you different things we did, but today I’ll kick it off with the “Jesus Banquet.” One of the main reasons we made this trip was to help serve the people who live at the Tegucigalpa dump. It was named the “Jesus Banquet”. The idea came from Jesus himself when he said, “When you give a banquet, don’t invite your friends, brothers or relatives, or your rich neighbors; if you do they may invite you back and so you will be repaid. But when you give a banquet invite the poor, the lame, the crippled and the blind, and you will be blessed.”
The day started off early with us heading to the dump. Tables and chairs that were rented were supposed to be there for us to set up, but they weren’t. We spent the first hour playing soccer with some of the dump kids.
After an hour or so we made our way into the dump in an area that was a little more clear of trash. Marc Tindall did an amazing job planning the whole event, but somehow nothing was going as planned. The tables and chairs hadn’t arrived, and when the food finally came, instead of it being cooked and ready to serve, it was uncooked. It was amazing that nothing went according to plan but it turned out just about perfect. It was supposed to be a 2-3 hour banquet, but it lasted the entire day. We were planning on feeding around 400 people, but God worked it out where 500 were fed. It was an amazing day, and God was glorified.
Here are a few pictures of the day that the unthinkable took place … a banquet at a dump.
People knew we’d come to feed them and they quickly jumped on the backs of our vehicles to ride into the dump.
This little girl was SO sick. She was all by herself and was throwing up. I didn’t have anything to give her then but a smile and a handful of candy.
Not long after we started the banquet, the First Lady of Honduras showed up with the police and media. She thanked Marc for the event and encouraged the people NOT to raise their children in the dump.
One of the homes we saw coming into the dump.
A mountain of trash.
This was a little girl looking through the garbage for anything to eat or anything of value she could find.
After we arrived we pulled out some piñatas and the children of the dump had a blast beating them for the candy.
Santa Claus (a.k.a. Rickey Husband) even made an appearance and handed out little backpacks to the children. The backpacks had little toys and things in them. The kids were SO excited. Santa Claus showing up at a dump to see some kids … it could only be a Jesus thing.
A backpack full of goodies from Santa.
The food being prepared. Waiting on the food made the banquet take all day. But no one complained.
Clean water at the dump is not something they get on a regular basis. Notice the light streaks in her hair, a sign of malnutrition.
I got to know the pretty girl in the middle. Her name is Stephanie and she’s 11 years old. She didn’t smile much, but when she did it was beautiful.
Patiently waiting for something to eat.
Finally, as some of the food was about ready we asked them to line up in two lines so we could seat them.
The sit down banquet included white table cloths.
Randy, my friend and a first-timer to Honduras worked hard serving plates. Although this was Randy’s first time to Honduras, he’s vowed that it won’t be his last.
A handful of dump kids and I sat on the stage and played ball. This little girl, Anita, was one of the cleaner kids I saw. Isn’t she beautiful?
Enjoying a plate of Carnitas. A huge plate of meat. You can’t have a Jesus banquet and not serve the best.
I thought it a little humorous, as we were trying to have a banquet, trash trucks kept driving through the place where we were eating.
I wonder when the last time it was that they had a plate of hot, fresh food?
Enjoying her meal.
As the day ended, empty plates were all over the ground. It was okay, since we were at a dump
They ate until all the food was gone. And as the sun began to set, the dump people headed back over the ridge to where their “homes” and the main trash is located. Although, we were all very tired, it was still sad to see them return to the only lives they know … that of dump people. Our prayer is that they saw Jesus’s love through us. We know that when we served them, we saw Jesus in them.