The ministry here in Honduras is unlike any ministry I’ve been a part of.

We stayed on a property belonging to the ministry called “Catracho Missions.” They are located on a farm in the mountains. We were surrounded by animals—goats, sheep, chickens, bunnies, horses, and donkeys—even a dog named Pig. And all around us were mountains filled with villages of people in need of the gospel.

We set up our tents and camped there the entire time we were here. We camped through pouring rain and burning sun. The Catracho team lived on the base with us. We ate every meal together and spent every day together.

Our ministry consisted of never fully knowing what we’d be doing until the morning of—and even then, it was subject to change. Most days were split between house visits in the surrounding villages and manual labor on the farm. At this point, I’ve done it all—from hiking multiple mountains in a day to pickaxing the ground to helping build and install an entire sewage system. You name it, and I’ve probably done it by now, haha.

Each day was physically, mentally, emotionally, and spiritually draining for many reasons. I’ve had some of my hardest days on the Race in this country, but also some of my most rewarding. Because in the waiting, and in learning contentment, there is joy—there is dancing with the Lord.

A handful of times while here, we were able to visit a few schools and share the gospel and the love and joy of Jesus with students ranging from 3 to 17 years old. The gospel is spreading throughout this nation!

The property we lived on with the Catracho team is their main source of income. They use the products from their animals and gardening both to sustain themselves and as a way into schools to teach agriculture. They also use their property to host many events.

Once a week, they hold classes for kids who live nearby. They teach Bible lessons along with school curriculum. They also have a women’s ministry once a week, where they both love on the women and teach them practical skills—like how to wash and braid their hair.

They also have soccer lessons and a team as a way to reach and minister to older boys in the area.

Through every long day, through the exhaustion, the Lord has been faithfully moving. He constantly reminded me that there is dancing in the waiting and joy in contentment—encouraging me to take this country one day at a time, resting in the truth that each day is new, with fresh mercies not only for me but for this nation.