Where do I begin? Everyone keeps asking me how my trip was and I don't know how to put it into words. If I could tell you every little thing I would, there is just too much unless you would want to sit down for 3 hours and listen. I miss it a lot. The people there were amazing, I have never met a group of people so loving, so caring, so accepting. What I saw was people living a life that I probably will never have. What they were living seemed to be so much more real then the life I live every day in Canada. The Hondurans sincerly cared about you and accepted you for being you from the moment they saw you. They were so grateful for the small things. The kids wanted to be with you everywhere you moved. They wanted to hug you, hold your hand, talk to you even if you couldn't understand. They wanted you to spin them in circles til they couldn't walk straight. There are so many little stories that mean the world to me. It is too hard to write them all here, but I'll let you know sometime. This world holds so much more then I understood until I went to Marcala. If you ever get an oppurtunity to go on a missions trip take it. I can gaurentee that you will come back feeling blessed. God is amazing and He is everywhere. Dios le bendiga. Buen suenos. ~ JessicaWednesday, March 28, 2007
Honduras
Where do I begin? Everyone keeps asking me how my trip was and I don't know how to put it into words. If I could tell you every little thing I would, there is just too much unless you would want to sit down for 3 hours and listen. I miss it a lot. The people there were amazing, I have never met a group of people so loving, so caring, so accepting. What I saw was people living a life that I probably will never have. What they were living seemed to be so much more real then the life I live every day in Canada. The Hondurans sincerly cared about you and accepted you for being you from the moment they saw you. They were so grateful for the small things. The kids wanted to be with you everywhere you moved. They wanted to hug you, hold your hand, talk to you even if you couldn't understand. They wanted you to spin them in circles til they couldn't walk straight. There are so many little stories that mean the world to me. It is too hard to write them all here, but I'll let you know sometime. This world holds so much more then I understood until I went to Marcala. If you ever get an oppurtunity to go on a missions trip take it. I can gaurentee that you will come back feeling blessed. God is amazing and He is everywhere. Dios le bendiga. Buen suenos. ~ JessicaThursday, March 22, 2007
Sunday, March 11, 2007
please pray
please pray. time flies. i remember finding out back in september what team i was going to be on, i can't believe that i am finally going. please pray for me and my team that are going down to honduras. i arrive tomorrow in tegucigalpa after 18 hours of travel. the next day we are driving to marcalla where we are spending all of our time. we are working in christian and public schools, building a playground and working in the villages surrounding marcalla. if you happen to think of it please pray for our saftey and health. thank you for you support and prayers. i will be thinking of you too. adios and gracias. see you in 10 days. love, jess
Friday, March 9, 2007
Saturday, March 3, 2007
Friends and Family
"One can never consent to creep when one feels and impulse to soar."~Helen Keller
"For God did not give us a spirit of timidity, but a spirit of power, of love and of self-discipline." ~2 Timothy 1:7"Not everything that can be counted counts, and not everything that counts can be counted." ~Albert Einstein
Sunday, February 25, 2007
No I'm not color blind
I know the world is black and white
I try to keep an open mind
But I just can' t sleep on this tonight
Stop this train
I want to get off
And go home again
I can't take the speed it's moving in
I know I can't
But honestly, won't someone stop this train?
Don't know how else to say it
I don't want to see my parents go
One generation's length away
From fighting life out on my own
Stop this train
I want to get off and go home again
I can't take the speed it's moving in
I know I can't
But honestly, won't someone stop this train?
So scared of getting older
I'm only good at being young
So I play the numbers game
To find a way to say that life has just begun
Had a talk with my old man
Said "help me understand"
He said "turn sixty-eight"
"You'll renegotiate"
"Don't stop this train
Don't for a minute change the place you're in
And don't think I couldn't ever understand
I tried my hand
Honestly we'll never stop this train"
Once in a while, when it's good
It'll feel like it should
And they're all still around
And you're still safe and sound
And you don't miss a thing
Till you cry when you're driving away in the dark
Singing
Stop this train
I want to get off
And go home again
I can't take the speed it's moving in
I know I can't
Cause now I see I'll never stop this train
~John Mayer
I know the world is black and white
I try to keep an open mind
But I just can' t sleep on this tonight
Stop this train
I want to get off
And go home again
I can't take the speed it's moving in
I know I can't
But honestly, won't someone stop this train?
Don't know how else to say it
I don't want to see my parents go
One generation's length away
From fighting life out on my own
Stop this train
I want to get off and go home again
I can't take the speed it's moving in
I know I can't
But honestly, won't someone stop this train?
So scared of getting older
I'm only good at being young
So I play the numbers game
To find a way to say that life has just begun
Had a talk with my old man
Said "help me understand"
He said "turn sixty-eight"
"You'll renegotiate"
"Don't stop this train
Don't for a minute change the place you're in
And don't think I couldn't ever understand
I tried my hand
Honestly we'll never stop this train"
Once in a while, when it's good
It'll feel like it should
And they're all still around
And you're still safe and sound
And you don't miss a thing
Till you cry when you're driving away in the dark
Singing
Stop this train
I want to get off
And go home again
I can't take the speed it's moving in
I know I can't
Cause now I see I'll never stop this train
~John Mayer
Tuesday, February 20, 2007
random

i am sitting in my cp class right now and my friend is sitting next to me screaming and squealing about an online game. i love my friends. yesterday i got my shots for honduras. shots never change, i always freak myself out to passing out point and then the stupid needle goes in and it's all over. worrying never helped anyone right? Quote of the week:" We could learn a lot from crayons...all are different colours, but they all have to learn to live in the same box." Verse of the week: " Even though I walk through the valley of the shadow of death I will fear no evil for You are with me, Your rod and Your staff they comfort me." ~Psalm 23. God is with us every day, through good and bad. Never forget that, I know that i do.
love, jess
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