Here, but not home

So, here I am...back in Tampa and at work today, Monday, July 6. It is with such mixed emotions that I sit here. My heart longs for the day when I am back in Cusuna, Honduras. I feel like God spoke a lot to me while there about what I am going to be doing for the rest of my life...it's all very exciting and crazy and overwhelming all at the same time. But, my heart is at peace about it and just find myself praying and asking for God's guidance for each next step.

My entire trip cost...$1,500. My time there...priceless. I can't even begin to explain how alive my heart and spirit feels when I am there. To serve God in such tangible ways by loving on people and sharing the love of God with them, is AMAZING. From the moment that we entered the village, "Becky! Becky! Becky!" I was reunited with tons of my friends and family there. I was able to see 11 of the 12 girls that were in the mentorship program. 6 of which had babies...my heart just broke. They are now 14 (4) & 15 (1) and 22 (1) years old and if nothing is done about it will be a mom in Cusuna for a lifetime. Not that that is a bad thing, but they dreamed for more. One dreams of being a pilot, another a teacher and another a computer programmer...but now they have a child to look after. And because of their social structure, they are not married nor do they have the necessary support needed for them to continue their education. I want to change that reality for them...I just don't know how to do that just yet. Some of the sweetest moments were walks on the beach with each of them or talks we had walking from the church to the mission house. They just look for someone to believe in them, guide them and encourage them along the way. I believe in each of them and want to help them attain their goals in life. My friend Diani, such a special friend, made a world of difference in me. She is the 22 year old that now has a 7 month old girl named Ashley. What a cutie pie! Diani, known in the village as Simpatica (not a nice nickname), is severely bow legged. It is painful for her to walk, but as a matter of practicality she has to. It is extremely difficult for her to walk while holding her child because of the balancing that she must continually do so she doesn't fall over. It breaks my heart. I am going to work hard and see if there is a way (there has to be) to correct her legs.

We were able to get A LOT of work done on the fish farm...HALLELUJAH! We've got a ways to go, but are so thankful for all that was accomplished.

Just can't wait to post pics to share the experience with you...it was amazing!

Love you tons and can't wait to share more with you,

Beckster