LMR Carol Johnson: Missions Trip to Honduras
Once in Honduras, we would take a one-hour bus ride up the mountain to Rio Colorado and the beautiful Lenca Indian people every morning. Each trip up the mountain would start with the men quickly putting the roof on the new building.
We found out that a school higher up the mountain was one that had never been visited by a missions team. What a wonderful opportunity God provided for us. We loaded the bus and started out for our first day of VBS. After a few miles, the bus driver stopped, got out and came back shaking his head. The rains from the day left the road impassable. He said we’d never make it. All the ladies agreed that God wanted us to go to these children and that we all had two feet! We started walking toward the school dragging our suitcases of VBS materials with us. When we reached the children, it was worth the walk.
We were able to spend three days with them doing crafts, singing songs, telling stories and ending with games, prizes, clowns, candy, and passing out school supplies.
It’s been ten months since that trip, but very few days go by without me thinking of the babies on the mountain. When it’s cold and I’m lying in my warm comfortable bed, I am suddenly aware that they are hundreds of miles away lying on a dirt floor and my heart breaks all over again. I pray for them. I pray that the seed sown during those days will grow and bring them to a saving knowledge of Jesus. I can then rest again, because I remember that Jesus loves the little children, all the children of the world. That includes the babies on the mountain in Rio Colorado.