Day 6- Final Activities

Day Six- What an exhausting day! Between finishing up some responsibilities and also saying some difficult good-byes to people, the team is ready to crash for the night. This post is a comparatively short one… we will have lots more to tell you about today when we get back. Be at Emmanuel EFC on Sunday and we have a group presentation, pictures, video and a potluck. 10:30. And we can fill in the gaps.
But here is a brief synopsis of things we did today. The painting crew ran out of paint before lunch and therefore could do no further “whitewashing” of the walls of the primary school. Curt and Lance were able to wire several rooms in the boys dorm. And the kitchen workers made meals, cleaned and laundered. And Richard, on “arts and crafts” (as the guys so teasingly have called his work) put together a whole bunch of stationary correspondence items.

We spent the middle portion of the day just spending time with the boys and staff here at El Sembrador. Here’s Richard playing checkers. Here is KT explaining life’s mystery’s to Scarlet. And soon afterward there is always a little crowds carrying on conversations with her. It is NEAT (ask her about that word) seeing all the relationships she has forged with the students because they are of similar age and experience. Check out this video of Lance with one last b-ball demonstration with some students. They try to imitate him.




We played UNO one last time.


This day also marked a fiesta- hula style. We celebrated a ninth birthday party for Anna Hawk. What a great time! The fiesta included a limbo line, the chicken dance, a starburst on a string challenge (explain to you later), leis, and candy. Should have seen these guys on the limbo line! Absolutely hilarious! So much laughter... And lots of food. We had some sort of Honduran empanada, (for the lack of a better description) a cheesy roll thing, chicken salad sandwiches with sliced grapes, refried bean flat bread, coke, coffee and cake. Here is a picture of the plate Clinton is holding- what a trooper- stepped out and tried all of it. You’d be proud Merl.
There was barely any room in our stomachs for supper.
This was also the night we had to say goodbye to all the boys. And carried on conversations with them in broken Spanish, over internet translators, and with acts of love and kindness. There is a little boy here (14yrs. In his first year here at El Sembrador) his name is Wilmer Leonel Martines Acosta.
His father is a pastor in Catacamas. He would show up every evening at the conference center just wanting to be with us. And this evening, he was genuinely brokenhearted that we were leaving tomorrow. Real big TEARS. I had to ask myself, why is this? There is no other explanation other than that when you have God’s son in your heart and “if we walk in the light as He is in the light, we have fellowship with one another. “ 1 John 1:7. His reaction seemed to express that He felt as if his family was going away. What is so amazing is that we have had a bond with these boys over just a period of a few days. And I can only attribute it to the fact that God is our father and we are brothers and sisters to one another. This week has gone by so quickly. It all just seems so surreal.
Dan Johnson- the soccer coach here- shared his testimony with us during devos. And we spent time sharing thoughts and ideas. Tomorrow is a big day- we board the bus and go to the Tegucigalpa Dump Ministry. Be awake before 5. Get packed. Clean rooms. Breakfast. Load the bus at 5:30. Be on the road by 6. As I look at the clock…Ugh. It’s 11:45. Feeling like a zombie. Thankfully- I’m not driving. Is it possible to fall asleep on a roller coaster of a bus trip and be rested? We’ll see.

Hasta Luego. Bruce.