Thank You

I do not even know where to begin to express my apprecation to all of you who were here last week ministering to those here in Honduras.
You came here to bless all those around you but you also blessed my life in BIG ways. And I am also sure that God blessed your hearts in ways you never even could have imagained.

Thank you for...............

your encouraging words

for loving our kiddos and taking them in as your own

your hugs

your smiles

your servant hearts

your unendless hours

your faithfulness to get up and be ready to serve every day

for washing the feet of those who are so dirty

for acceptting and loving Dorian

for giving of your self

for adding some laughter to my life (Jeff)

giving of your time

giving of your money

for most importantly giving of your heart

I know that it is not easy to give of you heart because it hurts. It hurts a whole lot. I am sure that there are a lot of you who are having a hard time getting back in the swing of things there at home. I pray that as you get back in the swing of things that your hearts never ever forgets the sweet tender faces that touched your heart. Even if you never return here again I pray that you will continue to remember this experience and those sweet faces that touched your heart will be embeded deep in your heart.
I do know what you are going thru. I was once there in your shoes. And man was it hard to go back to that states and adjust to everything. And then who would ever knew that God would have called me here to work. CRAZY i know! But our God sure does know what he is doing!
So thank you again and again for loving me the way you have and for loving those here who are near and dear to me with a reckless abandon.
Living here day in a day out is a huge blessing but it sure it hard. Being here with the kiddos every day it is easy for me to forget what I am surrounded by. So thank you for letting me work with you and reminding me what I am surrounded by and softening this heart. That is my biggest fear here that my heart will become hard by being surrounded by this poverty day in and day out. My prayer is that I never ever become hard to it but that I am continually reminded of our great BIG God and why he has brought me here.
Words can not express but thank you thank you thank you from the depths of my heart for being the hands and feet to Jesus.