First day of school with Mengui to cheer us on!
Starting sometime late last year, I started feeling like I didn’t
quite have my skin on exactly right. Sort
of like if your leggings are twisted a bit.
Nothing major just squirmy. I figured it was pandemic fatigue and worry that
I had forgotten how to be a volunteer coordinator! (Note to self: Pick the team up at the
airport. Check.) I didn’t have my normal excitement about returning to
Honduras. I posited to some friends that
I just needed to get back in the saddle and everything would fall into
place. I absolutely loved my job,
welcoming teams, making friends, experiencing God’s work and miracles with the
teams, and everything else that went along with the job. Everything would be fine…if I could just get
my skin on right.
Then the email arrived.
When Suzy founded LAMB, it was always with the intent to turn the
leadership entirely over to Hondurans. This is something I have always admired and
endorsed. After our Cuban missionaries,
Richard, former Director of the Children’s Home, and Lariza, former coordinator
of education, moved to Spain, there was one non- Honduran left in leadership.
Me! (Suzy is a naturalized Honduran.)
The leadership team decided it was the right time to make it 100% Honduran. So, the email, with love, respect, and
gratitude for my service, announced they were going to replace me with a
Honduran. My reaction? Anger, upset, disappointment? Nope. I was flooded with peace. I realized that the
Lord had been preparing me for something else.
He had been telling me it was time to stop being Volunteer Coordinator
and get ready for the next thing. Within
a week, I became the 5th and 6th grade teacher for Joy
Academy, our bilingual school at the Children’s Home. Immediately, I couldn’t wait to get back to
Honduras! I remain filled with peace and
joy as I prepare for week 2 of school. I
have been working until 10 pm every night but with happiness and energy.
I remember the first time I really focused on doing God’s
will. It was many years ago, before I
had been to Honduras the first time. I
suddenly had an overwhelming desire to do God’s will but had no idea what that
was. I prayed fervently for weeks, “Lord,
just tell me what your will is and I will do it!” Silence. More prayer, more silence. One night, I had a
dream. In my dream the Lord said, “You want to know my will? What’s to know? Love the Lord your God with
all your heart, mind, and soul. Love your neighbor as yourself. THAT is my will.” Yes, I have had some thunderbolt moments from
God (how I got to Honduras in the first place, for example) but really they are
so rare. The truth is God’s will for
each of us is right there in front of us.
Love Him and love whoever He places in your path. The rest, big stuff
and small stuff, will take care of itself.
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