We were able to use some of the leftover lumber to build benches fo r the children to use during church.
We also held our final medical clinic at the church in Villa de San Francisco. One again, it was very busy and lasted until after 4.
We spent our last night grocery shopping at the mall. We also enjoyed some American fast food from the food court.
It has been an incredible trip. I'm is hard to believe that it is coming to an end. I am so thankful to be able to be apart of this mission and to witness first hand the ways that God is working here. After coming for several years, the cultural "shock" is not near as great so I am especially thankful for the insight that Elizabeth and Jake shared on this blog. The feelings and observations they shared took me back to my first trip here in 2010. It simply cannot be described to those who haven't been to a third world country. Life here is so simple yet so harsh. As my buddy Renzo said, "life in Honduras is hard but this is where God chose for us to be born". We, as Americans are so spoiled. The majority of things that seem important to us, are not. I find it so ironic that we argue over such trivial things as carpet and worship order when our brothers and sisters in Honduras are meeting under a sagging tin pavilion on a rough-finished concrete floor. The need here is so great but once again those who come to "help" take away so much more than we give.