Honduras 2010: bettter late than never!

In November I had the privilege to go to Honduras on a Medical Mission Trip with an amazing team. We shared Christ with the people of Honduras through medical support and the Word of God bringing hope and the love of God. I almost didn't make it on this trip but God certainly had a different plan. After finding out I was pregnant I was hesitant and had backed out for numerous reasons: money, taking more time off work, people telling me it wasn't a good idea, fear that I would harm the baby and the list went on. Not too many weeks before the team was scheduled to leave the Lord really started working on my heart, asking me to trust Him that His hand was not so short that He couldn't provide for every need, that He couldn't protect this child, and that He couldn't do exceedingly abundantly above all I could ask or think. So against advice from many I decided to trust God and said yes to Honduras. I did however ask God for confirmation because the Bible says out of the mouth of two or three witness everything shall be established. Two days later I was riding with my husband in the car and we were listening to Jentezen Franklin and he was preaching about the fields being "white and ready for harvest" and asking "where does your treasure lie". It was my first confirmation that I had made the right choice to be a laborer on the mission field. The second confirmation came only two weeks before we were to leave. Zac and I went to a revival service at Whittier Church of God and the guest minister that night felt like God was telling him to invite all the visitors to the front. Zac and I went up and stood at the very right hand side of the altar. The minister came and started praying for everyone starting at the people directly to our left and continuing down the line. Finally when he was done praying we were the only ones left standing at the altar and as he started walking toward us he said "I feel like God is giving me a word for you...MISSIONS...does that mean anything to you". I started crying and told him that I was leaving for Honduras in 2 weeks on a medical missions trip...PRAISE THE LIVING GOD! He started prophesying over us that God would provide everything needed for this trip and also that there would be many more trips in the future where many would see the power of God. God is SO good.

The trip was amazing and there are many stories to tell but the one that I want to share happened on the first day we headed out to set up our first clinic in one of the villages. Honduras is not known for smooth roads, and most of them are not paved. On our way out to the first village we were driving on a dirt road with numerous pot holes. About 45 mins into our hour long drive the truck carrying all the supplies got a flat tire. While the men worked on the flat, we headed on to the village in the van. I believe God uses all things for good, even that flat tire, and even though at first it might have seemed discouraging He used it for His glory. While we were waiting on the truck to arrive with the supplies our interpreter began speaking with the people about Jesus and asked our pastor to say a few words. While he was speaking the Holy Spirit started laying something so heavy on my heart for these people. He started giving me a word for them and I felt like my heart was going to beat out of my chest, I knew I had to speak or I would explode. It wasn't a long word but I prophesied what the Lord had given me, I knew that He was speaking through me and it felt so good to deliver a message I knew was from Him. If that word was all I went to Honduras for, it was well worth it and I would do it again in a heart beat.