S's Last Letter Home

This is Shawna's final email from Honduras. She's flying home today!
I wanted to share it with you because it's beautiful, and it impacted me.
If ya don't have quite the time to read it all, check out the light-colored parts for a little fast-food reading (though, my bias is tapping me on the shoulder, making sure I encourage you to read it all).




This will be my last e-mail to you all from Honduras. I can hardly
believe it. I thought that this day would never come and now I look
at the reality that it came all too quickly. As I think and reflect
on this year of my life I am mystified at the growth and changes that
have taken place. I have lived a year in a world that has taught me a
lot not only about their culture and customs but a great deal about
ours
I have gotten up every morning to the fog hanging low amongst the
trees, roosters crowing and dogs fighting. Taught four grades of
students with the same problems and insecurities as the students I
taught in Spokane. It is a culture where you are either rich or you
are poor; both are very evident as you walk down the street. The
women come down from the mountain carrying heavy loads of various
things on their heads. Children run around without shoes and are very
excited to see a gringa. When walking down the street it is not
uncommon that you have to have to step around or over a drunk man in
the street. A place that dressing in layers is the only way to go,
because at any minute the sky could get dark and it could rain
buckets. Here roofs leek and walls get wet; cows and horses walk
aimlessly down the street.
Thinking to my life at home and all that I have and don't really need,
all that I don't do that I should, and all the time that is wasted.
Relationships are important, and communication really has nothing to
do with what you say.
When I get home I hope that the Lord uses these things that I have
learned, felt, and experienced to further His kingdom.
Thank you for reading my thoughts, all of this time. I know that you
all have had a full year as well. Thank you for being a part of mine.
If you would like to get together I would love to spend time with any,
all of you.
I will be home on Sunday June 18th; give me a call.
Loving you,
Shawna

"I will lead my blind men by paths that they don't know. I will turn
the darkness into light and rough road into smooth before them. These
are my promises I will keep them without fail." Isaiah 42:16