Missions in Honduras By Adrienne Barbee

Upon leaving to Honduras we all knew our general purpose for going was to help build a water purification system in the Yoro region and share the Gospel. But it wasn’t until getting there and getting our hands dirty that God showed each and every one of us how he planned to use us, and that He meant for us to fall in love.

IMG_1470Some of us He used with gifts we didn’t know we had, like Travis who discovered he is a pretty good welder. Some of us with the gifts to work with Children, or elders. Some with the gift of song to bless a heart, the gift 954611_10151568382824514_69195963_n1of language to break the barrier, the gift of art to bring a vision into full circle. But, no matter what obstacle was put in the path this week, be it a rain storm, power outages, language barriers, the most up and down hill climbs of my life, God was able to make it all work to bring Him Glory.

Our first rest stop would be our first sense that we “weren’t inIMG_1310 Kansas anymore”. The rest stop was part restaurant and part convenient store with a short pathway leading to the bathrooms out back. The stalls with doors opened to outside, and the stalls with just curtains, well, were open to the elements as well. We were cautioned not to put the paper in the toilette because the sewage had been messed up since hurricane Mitch in 1998.

Hurricane Mitch was the most powerful hurricane and the most destructive of the 1998 Atlantic hurricane season, with maximum sustained winds of 180 mph. Due to its slow motion from October 29 to November 3, Hurricane Mitch dropped historic amounts of rainfall in Honduras with unofficial reports of up to 75 inches. Deaths due to catastrophic flooding made it the second deadliest Atlantic hurricane in history; nearly 11,000 people were killed with over 11,000 left missing by the end of 1998. Additionally, roughly 2.7 million were left homeless as a result of the hurricane. The flooding caused extreme damage, estimated at over $6 billion. The country has yet to recover completely from this.

IMG_1463Our days started early at roughly 4 am, and we were out of the house by 5:30 am for an hour and a half long bus ride on a dirt road, up a mountain to a church in Cafetales, where we would ultimately spend our days.IMG_1393 Each day ran just about the same, with the Honduran men working along side our team in construction on the water system. Inside the church, the paint rolled from wall to wall and even the floor, and the afternoons consisted of vacation bible school for the children at the school.

From mid morning to the cover of night the front gates of the Mercy and Grace mission house were covered with children young and old. We found out that a lot of the children don’t go to school unless the parents can afford to pay for it. 994819_10151568388844514_332371341_n9And with the poverty level as low as it is, there are many children that stay home,or roam the streets. So along with the bible studies during the day in Cafetales, the group took children from the neighbor hood in Victoria to a near by soccer field (which was just a flate peice of ground in between the hill sides) and held a small bible study where they did crafts and got to play games together.


IMG_1678We built many relationships with the kids and adults there. Ricardo and his1001875_10151568428414514_135909224_n1 wife Tonya, Herson, Sandy and Amber, Victor and Don Jesus, Alicia and Henry, Poncho, Princess, Elliadora, and so many more. We did so many things for the first time including hiking through the rain forest to find peoples homes just to tell them about Christ.

On a personal note, climbing a 20 ft almost vertical path up a mountain seems to be quiet a feat. But to do it 4 times came to be one of the biggest challenges of my journey. Half way up each hill, I breathlessly said “I can’t do this”.. And each hill I kept right on climbing.. We went to 3 different homes and met several people. One man named Doines, who rededictated his life, and another man named David who was not saved, but said he thought he needed to change himself before coming to God. We were able to share how God changes us after we come to Him. We met several different women and were able to pray with them about health and family.

We must have climbed 60 ft high if not more, not counting the downs and flats in between, and on our 4th hill that led to the road back, God Kissed me. It began to pour something fierce. Which felt just awesome as we had just climbed all those hills! I felt like God was saying “Thank you for not giving up. Thank you for doing what I have asked!” I wanted to boohoo right there, as with each rain drop I felt God wrap his arms tighter and tighter around me! I know for me this was just one time that I felt God wrap his mighty arms around me. But we felt it in each smile that the children gleemed at us.


We felt God as the first few cups of water from the purification system were shared with the people of Cafetales. The preacher and the people were so grateful they renamed the church after the water system and the mural that was painted. It is now called Rios De Aqua Viva De Cruzades del Evangelio. This means, Rivers of Living Water Gospel Crusades.

We met multiple children with worms, that we fell in love with just the same. This isIMG_1613 one reason that the need for clean water was so great. Imagine meeting these children with worms, given them vaccines to kill the worms, and then them drinking the same water that infected them in the first place. This water system will change peoples lives, and the message of Christ we shared will change there soul.

God used each and every one of us this week in a huge way. And I don’t believe any of us came back to our little lives without feeling the mercy of God. There are so many international countries that need help, including the U.S. But after this trip, I believe we all left a piece of our hearts there. Please continue to pray for the people and children of Honduras.