Sunday Afternoon Ministry

Shanell Martin, April (my sister) and I often go visiting together on Sunday afternons.

Most recently, we visited Mirian, a young woman who is dying of cervical cancer. I felt led to give her a sweater of mine, as I have 3 or 4. It was a cold, rainy day and she had no sweater on when we arrived. She was so happy and pleased with it. We sang a few songs for her and asked her daughters to join us singing too. It was a very nice visit.

Carla and Dilcia, her two daughters. (she also has sons)

That same day, we stopped by to see Yanori, a young teenager who had decided to follow Jesus, but has changed her mind since and is now wandering after the world and it's alluring disasters.

Yanori's brother, Kerin, is a different story. It looks as though he has decided to follow Jesus-- no turning back! Praise The Lord! :) Kerin is taking classes at the community center and is one of our best students as well as one of our biggest pancake eaters. :p

We also visited Rosa, a young woman with high blood pressure. She was snuggled into the hammock in their living room, resting and keeping warm.

We sang some songs for her too and even sang one in English!! We were singing, "I've Got The Joy, Joy, Joy, Joy Down In My Heart..." and we just HAD to sing the verse in English that goes, "I've got the wonderful love of my Blessed Redeemer way down in the depths of my heart..." It must have sounded hilariously funny to them, but we enjoyed it!

Romelia, a young teenager who recently accepted Christ who is Rosa's neice.

Julissa is also Rosa's neice. In this picture she has her hair twisted up in rags to curl it.

To end our day of visiting, we walked home in the rain and got soaked! Well, almost. There were a few dry spots! :) On the way back to Shanell's house, April and Shanell jumped into a mud puddle just for the kicks. They will have a fit when they see this picture on here! :D

We picked some tangerines from the Martins tree before going inside for some hot chocolate. :p After warming up and drying out a little, April and I headed home. :D :) Here in Honduras, away from high-tech devices, we teenagers must resort to jumping in mud puddles in order to goof off. :p BTW, just becuase I am not in this picture does not mean that I do not find a form of "release" as well. The next Sunday we went visiting together, I was hanging by my knees from the Martins tangerine tree! :p (lucky for me, however, no one had a camera) ;)