In the Midst of Burning Tires and Gunfire

It has been a week since the Honduran Presidential Elections and the TSE has not announced a winner. I'm not going to go into detail but  you can Google Honduras Elections and get the gist of things. I'm experiencing things, after 10 years of living overseas, I have never experienced before. Three days into the chaos I wrote this.

"It's only been three days of chaos,fear, uncertainty and worry. We had an escape plan; but now, even if we wanted to leave, we couldn't because every bridge is blocked. I've never experienced that feeling before. A feeling of entrapment or in a way, a feeling of abandondment. You start to wonder about your own country, who, at the moment,  act like nothing is happening. Do they even care about the U.S. Citizens that are here? Why haven't they done anything? They could send us a message on STEP or at the very least a statement on their Facebook  page acknowleding the situation.

It is surreal hearing gun shots and smelliing the burn…

The Giant is Dead

I have lived outside of the United States for over 10 years now. I studied Spanish at a language school in Costa Rica for 8 months. My husband only speaks Spanish, so I speak it all the time.  However, I despise speaking in Spanish in front of a large group of people. I stress, I panic, I freak out. Give me a group of kids and I'm good. Give a small group and I'll do it but don't ever ask me to preach in Spanish. I have lived in complete fear for over 10 years. Fear of man! Fear of being judged and made fun of (which happens all the time). For 10 years I literally have been saying no to God. I can't and won't do it. I won't be made to look like a fool. I can count the number of times I've preached or spoken to a group of adults on one the last 10 years.  Why? Because I said no. I can't do it. Even with my husband encouraging me," Kristal, you CAN do it. God uses you. You have a word." I'd say, "No, no, and no!"
Now I…

Queens of Comparison

"For am I now seeking the approval of man, or of God? Or am I trying to please man?"...Galations 1:10 ESV
If we aren't comparing our bodies to other women (real ones or on the internet), we are comparing our children, our homes and the list could go on and on. I'm out of the loop on what is really going on in the US because I haven't lived there in 10 years but I still get caught up in comparing myself to others. Even here, in Honduras, I can fall into the comparison trap because I have internet (the modern day magazine). On Instagram or even Pinterest you can follow these super hip, cute moms and think, "I wish I had the time, money, fill in the _____________, to dress like that, or have a cute hairstyle." Those pictures of siblings playing together in their super cute clothes with their moccasins and kids would be poking each other in the eyes, ripping off their bonnets and shoes.  Then there are those accounts of nurseries and homes th…

196 Years of Independence


God Always Has Our Back

It has been a whirlwind of a month. We hosted a missions team from El Salvador, classes started back (back to work), we had to move, raise funds for our residency, and Ruben and a team of youth leaders raised all their funds and are in Panama for a international leadership conference.  All of that in one month people! I'd like to say things will calm down but that never happens.

So to summarize......

-We hosted a team from El Salvador the first week of August. It was awesome! God did so much.

-Classes started back. I am teaching 3rd grade and Ruben is the new Chaplin.

=We were basically told we had to leave the place we were renting, by the owners, we prayed and God provided us a slightly larger home in the same area we were living in
 (with a huge yard; good for the kids and the dog).

-We raised $1,000 for our Honduran Residency. So now we are in the application process. Once we have our residency we will not have to take visa renewal trips every three months. 

-Ruben and some o…

Hospital Stories

I've explained the public hospital situation, here in Honduras, in past posts but to keep it short and sweet it isn't good.  Hospitals aren't happy places anywhere in the world. They are even more depressing in places where there isn't money for medicine, unsanitary conditions, and nurses and doctors who could care less.  In the public hospital in Ceiba you also come across many ethnic groups such as Miskito Indians and Garinfunas. Here are just a few of their stories.

This little girl was all by herself. She is 6 years old and is in treatment for some kind of infection.

 This man was in a bad motorcycle accident with his daughter who miraculously walked away  unharmed. He is a pastor and is suffering from severe head trauma.

This lady has a tumor on her brain and is waiting for tests to determine what kind of treatment she will need to receive.  

So we just went through the corridors giving out food and coffee, mostly to the family members who are waiting with their l…

The Dreaded Stomach Bug

There has been an epidemic in our little town of La Ceiba for over a month now; a bad stomach virus with high fever. Every hospital, clinic, and doctor's office has been brimming to the rim with patients having the same symptoms.   The news blames it on a bacteria in the water. Yeah, the clean (supposedly) filtered water that we buy did not escape the bug.  All the hype of the virus had been coming to an end and I thought, "Whew, thankfully none of us got it." Well, last Monday Evan started having temperature and two days later all that comes with a stomach virus.  I started feeling some symptoms on Friday but it wasn't too bad. Saturday night, while at a graduation, Zoe started puking everywhere.  So that was a lot of fun.  Today she's starting to get better and now Ruben has it.  So far he's been hit the worst.  When a virus likes this hits it really makes you be thankful for when your family is well.  Walking in God's divine health is probably one of …