One of our bus drivers is the young man on the left; he is one of the pastor’s sons (the pastor from Yoro).
Harriet is one of our cooks.  She is from Roatan, one of the Islas de la Bahia (Bay Islands), about 15 miles north of La Ceiba.  She is a gem: intelligent, funny, and a terrific cook.  She had her girls have warm donuts, fresh pineapple, bananas, and corn flakes, of all things!  The pastor’s facility reminds me of an old-time Girl Scout camp.  The floors are concrete, open windows covered by iron scrollwork, blankets and sheets used as walls and doors, not much privacy for the family members.  His family’s area is upstairs; the church (which we will make into the clinic) is downstairs.  The outside area, which you can see to the right in the photo above, is used as an “overflow area”.   Pastor Gonzales is trying to learn to play the ukelea, he says.

Tim is trying to make some friends by tossing out 250 small balls to the kids gathered in this dirt street.  Actually Tim doesn’t have to make friends – he is such a likable guy that the children naturally gravitate towards him.  And even the West Coast Choppers are there – you see Kelly in her T-shirt.

This is going to be a great group.  I can just tell.  Lexie, Tim’s father is out in the street playing too.  Like father, like son.  Thank you Lord and thank you Jesus!  Like father, like son.

As I sit inside to escribe this, some children line up at the window, so I start to draw a smiley face on a pieces of paper and hand them out. One little girl, who I later find out is Keruin Marisol, keeps coming back saying, “siete”, wanting one for her brothers and sisters.  Later I find out she is Ana’s older sister.

Matthew (you see him in the arriving at clinic photo above, on the right wearing the blue ball cap) is a high school junior from Macon, Georgia.  (here’s YOUR connection, Gretchen!)  He is kicking around a soccer ball and he is darn good!  And the kids aren’t bad either.  (and Erin, would I LOVE to see you here doing the same thing!)  Boy, I’m gonna cry…Lord, how I love my children and how I love these children already.  Brandon is doing the macho thing with some boys: teaching the “give me 5, up high” hand game.  He’s got to have children of his own, because you can see the enjoyment in his face. 

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