I have been back in Honduras for a week now.  My trip to the states was good, but also a struggle as I am still learning how to live in the present with those I am with. No matter what country I am. God continues to show me more and more, and especially this past month that this is not my home. Honduras is not my home, the Cuenca (the valley), the U.S., Georgia, none of those places are home. A place cannot satisfy me, as well as any material thing or person. Only He can satisfy my desires.

            I cannot wait to be with Him in that perfect place where there is no hurt from being away from people, and no tears cried. Now my heart is in two different counties but it will eventually be whole because I will be in the prescence of my creator.

                I have been teaching my homeschool kids, and start teaching English this coming week. I am also planning to lead a discipleship group for teenage girls from the community, and am excited to see how our group will group together and spiritually in this coming year. We took our homeschool kids to a church this week to paint a church and they loved their first service project in the community.