Tegucigalpa: Hope House

This week was somewhat frustrating. It had already been a pretty long week and then Thursday morning my computer cord broke, leaving me without any resources for class (our school is highly based off of technology, so no computer means trouble). I was able to make it through Thursday and Friday without my carefully thought out class presentations, which were all locked within my dead computer, but when the weekend hit, I was ready to take a break!

Today (Saturday), I was blessed with the opportunity to go to a place called Hope House. Basically, we went to play with kids all day. Now I know, you would think by the weekend I would be sick of being around kids all day long and just want time to myself, but this was different. These kids didn't need me. I wasn't responsible for them. I was able to just go, be carefree, and be a kid myself instead of a strict, rule-enforcing authority figure.

Hope House is a home created by a man and his wife who decided to start adopting Honduran children in need of a home and now have 15 of the most beautiful children whom they now call their own. We went to help them out by playing with their kids for the day, but in all actuality, we were the ones who were blessed by the experience, not them.

As soon as we showed up, kids came running out of every corner of the house, hugging us and pulling our hands to come play with them. No introduction was needed, they accepted us into their home as if they had known us forever. We spent the day climbing hills, looking for tadpoles, playing hide-&-seek, soccer, frisbee, and board games, and having a fantastic time all around!

It was awesome seeing the way this family exalted God in their home and I am so thankful that for today at least, I was able to be a part of it.

(Below: Playing "Go-Fish" with Alex and Hector)