It has been a few years since I have been able to spend Thanksgiving with my family. It has been wonderful.
I could go on and on about how God has blessed me, and what I have to be thankful for in my life. But of the many things I could write about, I want to express my gratitude for my church family in Honduras.
In the 3 1/2 years I lived in Honduras, there were always people taking me in, caring for me, and loving me. Last year around this time I was feeling sad and family-less, and my roommates went out of their way to prepare a Thanksgiving meal so that I would feel more at home.
In Honduras I grew in maturity, in my relationship with the Lord, in the things of ministry, and as a teacher. They say that when you are serving others, you can't help but grow yourself, and I found that to be 100% true. On the day I left my friend's husband shared with me how grateful he was that I served in Honduras.
He said, "Many missionaries come, but few leave the impact you have on this nation. On behalf of my people, the people of Honduras, I want to thank you for everything you have done here. It has been worth it, nothing has been done in vain. We are so grateful for your life, and your heart to serve."
I am so thankful that I was able to give and serve as a servant of God while I lived in Honduras. I'm thankful to Him for my church family, and the people that He has placed in my life.