Honduras. Part 8. The End
Here I sit. One door away from The United States but still a world away.
Fr. John Anthony was able to give me a lift the airport in San Pedro Sula as a couple of CFR Brothers are do in today. Luckily for me, there will be no repeat of the “Bus nearly falling off the side of a cliff” incident. We had 2 hours to talk about everything from the Theology of the Body to the military genius of Robert E. Lee to why Obama should watch his back. Let’s just say, I really like this guy.
We arrived at the airport safely and now I wait for my my flight to Tallahassee as I shift gears for Ed Hill’s Wedding.
This has been an amazing week. I’ve learned a lot about myself and about what the world really looks like.
I think every American should have to do some sort of service after high school. As Americans we are convinced that the world we know is the only world that exists. Through these past 3 years I’ve come to find over and over again that there is more to this world than I thought the day before.
This week I’ve had my eyes opened again. The beauty in how simply the Missioners, the Friars and the people of Honduras live is amazing. The difference is, the Hondurans live simply because they have to, the Missioners and the Friars live simply because they have given everything to Christ.
My friends, I’ve tried my best to let you see what I have seen but I guarantee that you won’t understand unless you see for yourself. No matter where you are in life, I encourage you to take some time to go and serve. Our time is not our own and we must use it to serve each other the best we can.
Christ is waiting for you. What is your response. Will you serve?
I’ll see you in the fields.
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