Saturday dawned bright and fresh, the cool breeze and night’s rest speak refreshment and readiness.
I spent Friday evening enjoying friendships, good food, and lingering conversations. As we left the restaurant we met a grouip of 38 people waiting to dine–mostly young people, God’s children who were in Honduras to serve and to help meet the needs of the people. God sends encouragement.
We have two groups on campus this morning–both are going out to work today in area churches. Our students at Baxter will go forth to their weekend assignments. God’s people are preparing for service and for His Day tomorrow. I love Saturdays in Honduras–they also belong to the Lord! This day is not mine, although God gave it to me. He knows that I will do some things to sustain my presence on this planet, but above all, I will show his presence in the world and bring glory to him in all whom I touch and meet.
Remembering this siimple truth seems easier here in Honduras than it is in the U.S. I wish it were not so. My Saturdays are too easily selfishly spent. May God give us wisdom and insight!