Today was a physically easy day after the sweat dropping work that was done yesterday. The group had its first devotional time in the morning, which was deeply needed; later we drove to Valle de Angeles, which is a tourist place where one can buy souvenirs. We were able to stop by one of the small family owned restaurants in Valle de Angeles to grab some “pupusas” which is something everyone should try at least once in their lives ( and to get the real thing, you should come to Honduras :) )
After leaving Valle de Angeles, our group drove to Breaking Chains the homeless shelter we visited last Thursday. One of our group members had taken one of the adorable little girls from the shelter to use the restroom upstairs and found the conditions of the place heartbreaking; this led to our decision of cleaning the two bathrooms they have in the shelter. It was challenging to say the least, but the bathrooms were clean and nice for the kids and families to use. One of the ladies who lives there, took a look at the bathroom as we were cleaning it and said she would now shower everyday in that clean shower. It was sweet to see the appreciation in their eyes and to think that that sweet little Rosie will not sit on a dirty toilet tonight.
The service at the homeless shelter church started as soon as we finished the cleaning; the group experienced a new kind of service today. None of our group members (as far as I know) had ever been in this kind of church atmosphere; It was heart warming in a way, to see all those people sit there and pray. The noises of outside traffic, the dogs that were on the back of the room and the occasional disturbance from random people who would just walk in and talk, did not seem to disturb their time with the Lord in community. Something that I wish I could do; I found myself distracted at the sight of every “incident”.
After service some of our group members served dinner for the people there and others enjoyed their time playing with the little kids who were there as some of us ended up playing with a soccer ball outside in the middle of the street with the older boys. Yes, in the middle of the street! Moving out of the road as cars passed us by. It was such a heartwarming feeling to play ball with the boys out in the street and a sweet reminiscing time for my part.
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