Its going on week three here in Honduras. I came here to learn Spanish and the culture so I can better communicate with the people here. I am learning, but in all honesty I was hoping to get something else from this experience. This trip is different from what I had expected. It is different from the last trip to Honduras. I think I had high expectations for this trip and was wanting a change to happen in my life in some amazing way like last time. It’s still early and my time here in La Ceiba is far from over, so these thoughts might be rushed. I do know that God has called me here but I am just not sure for what reason. Maybe the only reason for me being here is to learn spanish. I may never know or I will find out in retrospect.
While I was talking with Maria about this I learned that she is feeling the same way. She brought up a good point that maybe it is selfish to always be looking for an experience to have a such a powerful impact. Maybe we are here to change someone else’s life for the better; maybe we are part of their story.
So far, learning the culture and meeting other people from different areas of the world and learning about their journey is what I like the most about this trip. There is a sense of freedom the other students have about life. They are not tied down by their jobs. They seem to live life and are open to where their journey will take them next.
I want more of that… God give that to me.
Then I started to think about our hike in Pico Bonita. At one point in the hike we ventured off the trail and we ended up seeing an amazing view and a beautiful flower.
The flower we saw when we ventured off the trail.
Jesus often taught in parables and I thought how could this story relate to my life. For me my life at home is safe and comfortable, in other words I am on the trail. I have a clear path to follow and it is hard to get lost when I am on the trail. Amazing things can happen while your on the trail and there are many beautiful sights. But, when I venture off the trail, such as going to Honduras for six weeks to learn a language with no other clear purpose in mind I end up seeing something extraordinary.
That extraordinary thing I have seen on this trip is the beautiful people I have met and their passion for Honduras and the world. But not only that they are passionate about life, they give all they can give and they get so much in return. It is clear on their faces that they genuinely care about humanity.
I know this sounds cliché but I want to live life to the fullest. I want to live life with no regrets.
God help me live a life with no regrets.
This also might sound cliché. I find it ironic that at a dog was our guide on this hike. His character resembled striking similarities to that of God’s character. There were times on our hike when we could hear the dog but not see him. Other times the dog would venture out and we could not see him and it seemed like he had left us but he always came back to check up on us and lead us in the right direction.
I know that God is always there for me even though it may seem like He is not… maybe it is me who is far from God.
The Lord is my shepherd;
I have all that I need.
He lets me rest in green meadows;
he leads me beside peaceful streams.
He renews my strength.
He guides me along right paths,
bringing honor to his name.
Even when I walk
through the darkest valley,
I will not be afraid,
for you are close beside me.
Your rod and your staff
protect and comfort me.
You prepare a feast for me
in the presence of my enemies.
You honor me by anointing my head with oil.
My cup overflows with blessings.
Surely your goodness and unfailing love will pursue me
all the days of my life, and I will live in the house of the Lord forever.