Whoever thought that a kid telling you,

eres un hombre de su palabra (you are a man of your word)

would mean the world to you. I told a village kid that I would return (just wasn't sure when) and he was excited that I really did come back the next day.

Whoever thought that a kid telling you,

me recuerdas (do you remember me),

could make a frustrating day brighten up? Some kid from a city I did vacation bible school last year, ran up to me in the street. He remembered me from a year ago!

I believe I understand why Jesus saw the kingdom of God in the children. Jesus thanked God they could comprehend things wise adults never could about his Father's kingdom (Mathew 11:25). He also said, "Let the little children come to me.... for the Kingdom of God belongs to these (Mark 11:14).

The poor children of Honduras, who have little to no hope of ever living beyond dirt floors and empty stomachs, are blessed more richly then I will ever be. I see in them a faith, a hope, a love that saints lack. They truly are independent, free from a materialist world whose dark foundation is based on an insatiable greed and jealousy. I pray God will bless me with the faith of babes. Because its these kids whose faith helps me make it through on those days.


those days when I see kids scavenging for food in dumpsters.....
those days when I see the son of my friend looking out from his shack.....
those days when I see kids looking for toys in dumpsters....
those days when I see mothers looking for wood for their houses in the rotten trash heap behind the saw mill...
those days when I see a girl with 6 toes on one foot, 7 toes on the other.....
those days when Satan reminds me of how inadaquate I am....
those days when hope seems foolish...
I am reminded, that living without hope, is, well hopeless. So let us all depend on the hope that brings us together.... the hope, no, the faith, in our salvation through Christ. Let's live out this hope, by bringing it to others. Because the Honduras children sure are. Let's follow their example.....

Hoss