I wasn't nervous a single bit today or last night. I did pray a lot and ask God to speak through me and for the Holy Spirit to be present to give me words to speak. But I was never anxious or worried.
The hour and a half flew by. My Spanish was fine. I could have spoken for another hour, just as one of my prayer team prayed for me. But I also felt like I said everything that really needed to be spoken.
In the beginning of the week I was worried about over sharing, or saying something that might be really crazy to someone from Honduras. God allowed me to be open and honest, but I did not feel at all like I was airing my dirty laundry.
I forgot one earring but I wore the other one with confidence, hoping if any pictures were taken they would be from that side. I think that was my only mishap.
I got positive feedback when I was done. More importantly, two women individually came to me and said they never knew anyone who shared experiences similar to theirs. They each said they would like to talk with me because they never shared their experiences with anyone before. Until now they believed nobody else would understand, so they kept everything a secret. But after hearing my testimony they know that I will understand and they want to talk with me. I pray that God will bring these women healing through my testimony!
I feel like there were more women who wanted to talk to me, but we were in a hurry to start the Evangelism class. I will make sure I hang out after church tomorrow and keep an eye out in the future for anyone who seems to want to make conversation.
It was amazing to be able to stand in front of people with complete confidence. I am looking forward to serving in my next ministry with the same confidence. What an honor to be asked to speak about yourself and share with others about your journey with God! I really love my new church and feel extremely grateful for the opportunities they offer me to learn and grow.
After a long afternoon, we were figuring out rides home. Most of the ladies take a bus that picks them up on the corner by my house. They can take a collectivo taxi (expensive and DANGEROUS!) to the bus, or they can go downtown (which is also not safe) and take a windy route which takes forever. In the end I offered one lady a ride. We got to the corner and I saw a lady from church waiting for a bus. The other lady saw her too, so I said yell and tell her to get in while we are stopped at the stoplight. Then I realized she was part of a huge crew from the church. I said they are never going to fit! But I was assured they always fit. The only rule is that nobody can sit on laps in the front seat. But otherwise anything goes.
I have no idea how many of them there were. I stopped counting when 6 got into the back seat of my Honda CRV and then there were at least two more outside. I really thought it was impossible. But, in Honduras you just pack them in. We all made it to the corner by my house where the bus meets them. That's what is important. I turned on the AC because it was hot in that car and we can't roll down windows, but someone started coughing and saying they were allergic, so I turned it off again. I only know one other person who uses AC in Honduras. And it is beastly hot here right now.
Laura has chicken pox. That's all my news for today.
Looking forward to church tomorrow just like I used to look forward to K2. It feels good.
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