OUR FIRST DAY!
We rolled out of bed in the middle of the night and made it to the airport by 3 a.m., sleep still in our eyes but hearts already set on Honduras. After boarding our early flights, we touched down in sunny Miami, Florida, where we waited with a mix of nerves and excitement to board our final plane down to Honduras. There, we met our gracious hosts, who welcomed us with warm smiles and drove us through the city streets to the Humuya Inn, the cozy hotel that will be our home base for this mission trip. By 6 p.m., the smell of dinner filled the air—street-style chicken tacos with all the flavor and a glass of refreshing passion fruit juice prepared by the hotel staff. After we ate, we gathered together to share a devotion on the theme: “If you don’t live a life of love, nothing matters. Nothing you believe would matter. Nothing you would give would matter if you didn’t live for loving.” Tired but grateful, we ended the day reminded why we are here—to serve in love. As always, God bless!
SECOND DAY!!
We woke up bright and early at 7 o’clock, the sounds of the morning already drifting through the windows as we gathered sleepily around the breakfast table. Our devotional came from 1 Corinthians 13, a powerful reminder that love is essential for every Christian action—not just what we do, but the heart behind it. As we read and shared thoughts, we enjoyed sweet papaya and strong coffee, and learned more about plantains (or *plátano* in Español), along with sausages, warm banana bread, and pancakes fresh from the griddle.
By 8:15 we were on our way to the church, our mission field for the day. There we met with Alfredo, our faithful organizer, and our translators, whose smiles and patience helped bridge every language gap. Together we set up our clinic,
we fitted glasses, and watched faces light up as the world came back into focus. By 4 o’clock, after a full day of steady joy-filled work, we had finished serving everyone and headed back to our home base. Dinner was simple and wonderful—enchiladas shared around the table as we talked about the day, our highs and something we learned, and the moments that had touched us most.
Linda closed the evening with a devotional on serving, drawing our hearts back to why we were here in the first place. We ended by singing “Serve the Lord with Gladness” as best we could. As we looked back over the day, the number that stayed with us was 106—106 pairs of glasses given to those in need. The smiles, and the thank-yous’ made every effort worthwhile. It was a beautiful reminder that it truly is a blessing to serve the Lord, and we went to sleep grateful, knowing that God had been at work in and through us. God bless.
THIRD DAY!
We rolled out of bed at 7 o’clock, finally settling into a steady rhythm of breakfast and morning devotion. Today’s devotion was led by the other Diane M, who challenged us to trust God so deeply that we truly believe we can do anything through faith in Him. By 8:26 we were on our way, heading over to begin our mission clinic at 9, stopping along the way to give our Sunday offering to the church. The day moved quickly and, before we knew it, we were wrapping up around 3:23 after serving 140 people with much-needed eye care and glasses. Dinner was a familiar comfort: spaghetti (a taste of home we all know well), paired with sugar-free papaya juice that surprised us—it was tart and a bit sour, but still refreshing after a long, hot day. We closed the evening with a devotional from none other than my mom, Jen T. She shared about reflecting God’s love to others and seeing people as Jesus sees them, reminding us to love and respect every person we meet—including our enemies. She grounded her message in John 9:1–11 and John 9:25, pointing us back to the truth that we are deeply loved by God, and because He loves all people, we are called to love them too. And the day still wasn’t over. At 8 o’clock we climbed up to the roof, under the warm Honduran night sky, to write thank-you notes to our Honduran friends and helpers—faces that have become some of the kindest and most joyful around the clinic. Their partnership has turned this work into a true shared ministry. God loves and blesses each and every one of you, now and always. God bless!
P.S: There will be a new page soon where I only post pictures! I HOPE!!!
FOURTH DAY!!!
We rolled out of bed at the usual time for breakfast and devotion, still a little sleepy but ready for whatever God had planned. Karen led us this morning and challenged us to *literally* wake up singing praises of God’s love. She read from Psalm 90:14, which essentially calls us to start each day satisfied in God’s steadfast love and to carry that joy into the world—pretty perfect for a team spending the day handing out glasses to those in need.
We kicked off the clinic around 9 o’clock, and by now we’d hit our stride. Everyone knew where to go and what to do, so the morning flowed smoother than the first days. The best part, though, was the look on ladies face as she received a cane, being able to feel where she is going and not having to rely on people to get around—pure joy, surprise, and relief all rolled into one. You can almost *see* the moment their world comes back into focus.
We wrapped up at about 4:30 (serving 141 people!!) with a special ceremony, since this was our last day at the church clinic (though not our last day of service). It was a sweet reminder that the rewards of serving others run much deeper than anything we could ever receive.
Over dinner we closed the day with another devotion, this time led by Natalie, who shared from Matthew 5:13–16 about being the light of the world. It was a powerful reminder that we’re called to be a light for Christ—whether that’s literally helping people see more clearly so they can experience God’s love in everyday life, or sharing the good news with those who are spiritually blind.
Serving here is always a blessing; every interaction leaves us with a deeper sense of meaning and purpose. As always, God bless!
FIFTH DAY!!!
We woke up to the same early rhythm, but this morning carried a different weight—our last full day of clinic. Karen and Jeff led devotions from Psalm 88:18, reminding us to ask God to walk with us so that we would not fear, because the Lord is with us in every step and conversation. With that promise on our hearts, we headed out at 9:00 a.m. to a new mission area for one final day of serving. Our new location, Ministerio Internacional Jesucristo Viene Ya, a Pentecostal church, welcomed us with open arms and a pastor who was genuinely joyful to provide a place where we could care for his community. All day long people streamed in—by the time we packed up, we had served 155 people there, and Natalie shared John 3:16 and provided art projects to 52 children find the glasses they needed. When we totaled the week’s numbers, the reality sank in: God had allowed us to serve 542 people in all. Our hosts and helpers were incredible, working tirelessly beside us, and our gratitude for them runs deep. As we said our goodbyes, we circled up in prayer, parting ways with hugs and tears flowing, knowing this chapter was closing but the impact would continue. Back at home base we shared dinner together, then ended the night with devotions and planning. Arlo shared from Galatians 3:28, centering us on the truth that we belong first and fully to Jesus Christ—and, in Him, we belong to one another. Before heading to bed, we quietly sang “Jesus Loves Me,” a simple song that suddenly felt like a benediction over all we had seen and done. As always, God bless!
LAST DAY!!!
We let ourselves wake up a little slower this morning, gathering at 7:45 for breakfast and devotion. Barb led us, reading Genesis 12:1–19 and reminding us that God calls us out, sends us into the world to be a blessing, and then walks with us as we go. It felt especially fitting as we looked back over all the places he has taken us this week.
We pulled out of home base at 9 and headed to the Valley of Angels, a small city in Honduras, where we spent the day strolling through town, talking, laughing, and yes—buying a few souvenirs to remember it all by. It was a sweet, unhurried last day with our host and translator; we soaked in the beautiful streets and views, knowing how many people we had been privileged to serve here. In many ways, this mission trip has felt like one of the greatest honors we could be given: to serve God by helping others see more clearly.
As the sun began to set, we ended the day up on the roof. Tim shared his final thoughts about the trip and spoke from his heart about why he continues to lead these missions. Then we lifted our voices together and sang “Lord, With Me Abide”.
It truly has been a blessing to be on this trip—for me as your blogger, the one behind the screen typing these words, and for each of us on the team. Serving others has felt like more than a blessing; it has felt like stepping into a greater calling. I hope you’ll consider coming along on the next mission trip—not just because someone suggests it, but because you might meet incredible people, see God at work in new ways, and find your own faith stretched and strengthened. As always, God bless, now and always.
(WIFI HAS BEEN BUGGY, IMAGES NOT LOADING AS THEY SHOULD. WILL FIX ONCE WE COME HOME!)
Frames for Honduras 