I now see what Saint Matthew may have meant when he wrote about the promise of miracles when good people gather together. As a younger man I thought I understood anything I read in a book, including the Scriptures, and that this purely imaginative knowledge was the ultimate truth. How foolish and overblown this seems today. I feel like a child, learning all over again, looking at the world with fresh eyes. Perhaps this explains some of the deep joy I feel in these quite humble schools in Honduras. I’m supposed to be the teacher, but in truth I am the student. I trace the wonder and excitement not only on faces of these beautiful students, but on those of Natalia, Thong, Kaelin, Brian, Presley, Brooke and Hannah as well.
Enough of this wordy introduction to what everyone wants to see- pictures. Enjoy!
Well I don’t have those pictures so I’ll post this long after I wrote it.
With Christmas wishes,