Jennica Bouquet and LIndsey Tate prospective

We started the morning packaging food in order to deliver it to the families that live in Santa Ana. I don’t mean to brag but I am pretty good at tying bags using my fantastical other worldly finger skills to twist, wrap, and tighten. Regardless of whatever methods we used to effectively package beans, rice, flour, and sugar in over 200 bags, we definitely had a good time avoiding the embrace of food and floor, completely losing count of the bags laid down, and the ode of joy upon realizing that 7.8, not 78, bouillon cubes per bag make out 200 bags in total, (I am to blame that sudden neglect of basic math skills). We then loaded the bags onto the bus and were on our way. Being in the second group that went off to deliver I would pass by a few kids who seemed absolutely eager to see us bearing toothy grin and saying “Hola” every time. We were told to say that we gave the food in the name of Jesus Christ, (in Spanish of course), and I could not help but smile every time I gave someone a bag of food. Completely mastering the art of saying de nada, pronunciation and all, I thought about the translation of those words. They really say ‘it’s nothing’ and not exactly ‘you’re welcome’ which made me realize that I wish I could speak in complete sentences and say ‘ I hope you enjoy your food, and realize that, despite my few words, we all really want you to have it so I hope a smile will make up for it’. Walking down their cement steps I started fantasizing (I do that a lot) about actually meeting these people instead of being so brief. I waved and looked at as many people as possible and greeted a few kids that would stop to look at us. I do not know how many of us had realized this, but I was looking and saw that these people were really happy. Two little girls, shy and slightly hesitant in my opinion, walked up to one of us and gave a rose. I feel as if it was a very pleasant and warming, however brief experience. I only wish my picture taking skills were as good as my ability to detect content feelings in people’s faces.

By Jennica Bouquet

Is there a doctor in the house? Today there were two, and for free! After cleaning and setting up the clinic and pharmacy at the Clinica De Esperanza on Saturday, we were ready to open the doors to families with medical needs. Dr. September, a pediatrician from Little Rock, came to help Gayle see patients. People were waiting outside the clinic for more than an hour before the appointed opening time – word travels fast in Honduras. More than 60 patients were seen. Over 160 individual prescriptions were written and filled for various ailments including ear infections, colds, allergies, and parasites. After being examined by the doctors, patients would be given prescriptions to be filled at the clinic pharmacy a few feet away. There the patients would be greeted by “gringos” filling prescriptions with limited medical/drug knowledge which, at times, could prove challenging for both patient and gringo. But wait, there’s more! As if that weren’t enough we then had to explain (in broken Spanish) how and when to take the medication. The good news is that we were able to get the important messages across (thanks to God) and we were truly blessed to have a wide variety of medications and medical supplies to give to these families in need. Esther Sutherland worked as a translator in the reception area. She had the women in the clinic waiting room singing Christian songs, helping the time to pass a little quicker and with more joy for everyone. What an awesome way this was to reach out to those with both physical and spiritual needs. It was a blessing to be involved in this ministry and to see the happiness and relief on the faces of the patients and parents of sick children. We are looking forward to what God has in store for us in the next few days! We love and miss you. Have a blessed day!

By Lindsey Tate