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Long Road Home

IMG_2126I will be the same even to your old age, and I will bear you up when you turn gray.  I have made you, and I will carry you;  I will bear and save you.” (Isaiah 46:4 HCSB)

I always loved the ride.  Getting away,  a way of escape,  a way out,  to seek the unknown, the excitement and uncertainty of what the open road holds in store each day.  But then, everywhere I ended up, there I was, same as always ever was.  Empty always searching for the next RUSH.

Then I found Jesus, my Lord and my Savior, my peace, comfort, joy, strength my all in all. Since then I have continued to see Him provide for me in my life,  He has changed my heart,   He has protected me,  He has empowered me,  He continues to strengthen me,  as He builds my character,  He has healed me,  He is developing wisdom in me and He has given me purpose and direction in my life. During this ride I saw and experienced all these and more!  God is so good.

Most rides I spend all of the time riding away from this or that but on this particular ride I found myself on a ride to, a deeper relationship with God, and a ride to, my gift from God, my best friend and my wife Lisa, and to, our future life together pouring into the lives of the boys of La Moskitia.

I am sorry that I was not able to write as often as I wanted due to the tempo of the ride, most everyday waking at 4am for devotion, on the bike and riding before first light 6am. The Ural is a bear of a bike, quite big and strong, often times feeling as if you are wrestling rather than riding, and it is not known for its speed which means that in order to make our 350-450 miles a day, we were riding 12 hr days with our longest being 16 hours.  As many of you already know I made it home to Lisa Wednesday night (November 7).  Yesterday was spent changing fluids in the bike and adjusting the valves, and the moto is running very well.  After the beating she took in the Guatemalan mountains, my confidence has been renewed in the Ural.  The bike is going to do very well in La Moskitia, and the reception it gets everywhere I have been leads me to believe it is sure to be a hit with the Casa Del Camino boys.

A few highlights you haven’t heard about would be the young guy “Israel” that I met on the long boat ride across the Gulf of California from the Baja to Mazatlan.  Israel was a religious guy but he didn’t have a personal relationship with Jesus.  I was able to share some biblical truths with him and some of the ways I have experienced God in my life, and I got to pray for him and his current situations.  The next morning, Israel was crying as he told me that he had just spoken with his mother who told him she had a dream last night that he (Israel) was standing before Jesus who opened His arms and had embraced Israel with a tender hug, telling him he was loved.  Please pray for Israel to come into that personal relationship with Christ.  I exchanged numbers with him and will be following up with him this weekend.

I got to spend November 2nd in the beautiful city of Guanajuato, Mexico for the Day of the dead festivities that night.

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Street art made with different grains and flowers poured on the ground “Keep Off”

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More street art. This is one of the “voted best”

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Amazing architecture and live music

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Many mummies, each with its own story.  The tunnels are actually old mines that have been turned into a road system under the city.  Cool history in this city.

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A witch kept in a locked cage

We traveled many beautiful mountain passes while heading to Veracruz, Mexico then encountered many, many miles of country roads with scattered pueblos to San Pedro Tapanatepec, Mexico along the Pacific coast and more Mexican mountain roads to the border crossing at La Mesilla, Guatemala.  I saw many people on tops of trains heading north, and also semi truck trailers loaded with people heading north. The small border crossing we chose was at a standstill just inside Mexico from all the foot traffic heading north.  The idea that these people are making this trip on foot is staggering to me, just the distance we are talking about, and I don’t understand the thought that somehow America is their fix?

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Looking for something

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Not seeing many women or kids – only able-bodied guys?

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Mexico to La Mesilla, Guatemala, border crossing funnels down into a smaller and smaller road

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Border crossing

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“You are not bringing any of the Mexican dirt into Guatemala!” Seriously though a respirator?

From the almost unnoticeable border crossing into Guatemala, we began to climb. We opted for the remote route and ended up in some of the most beautiful mountainous, rural areas of Guatemala!  Just as we were getting into a groove setting the pace for the day we came up to a national protest where college students, families and faculty had organized a shut down of all the roads in the country.  We arrived at the blockade about 7am and worked our way to the front line where the Ural received a lot of press.  We were first told the protest was to last a couple of hours and we should be back on our way by 9am. Then we were told it would go on until noon.  As we began making friends with the crowd, I was able to share some of my testimony with a small group and about the meaning behind my tattoos with Matt translating for me.  It was a huge success and shortly after, we were told they would let us pass as we had nothing to do with the problem and they seemed to understand that we had ministries to get back to.  Again, thank you Lord.

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Frontline, now what?

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Some guys who heard the Good News!

Eventually we found ourselves on a grueling, bike pounding three-hour stretch of un-managed dirt and rock roads.  The continual beating finally had its way with my spare tire carrier and rack causing lost nuts and bolts, that eventually required additional straps to secure for the remainder of the ride.

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Road conditions were worse than this actually shows.

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Usually I was unable to take pictures as conditions were not safe to do so.

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Lowlands subsistent living

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The whole family is in on the action

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Mountain farming. Hard work anyway you look at it.

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Clearing land for crop

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Long Road Home: 4 Countries 4,000 miles, 23 days, 2 motors and roughly 70 tanks of fuel, many, many smiles but none as pretty as the one I received when I arrived home.

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Other difficult ways we saw at making a living – breaking rock all day.

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We were in the clouds on more than one occasion on this trip.

The next morning we found ourselves descending out of the mountains of Guatemala with more of the same beautifully majestic scenery shouting of God’s majesty.

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The valley below

 

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Thank You.

Keep in mind at every border crossing we had to “exit” with our vehicles that required additional securities and insurance.  We needed to verify all VIN numbers and receive a partial refund of monies then we need to go through that same process for the country you are “entering” it can be a several hour delay.  When we cleared the Honduran boarder at 2:30 pm I knew I could be home to Lisa by 8pm, with only three hours of night driving I knew we would be together again that night!!

Thank you to so many, for all that have lifted us in prayer during this journey, helping to keep us safe as many of those roads could have been a bad situation.  Thank you to Dale and Ron, for without you, this trip would not have happened when it did.  I thank my beautiful wife Lisa for being so understanding and supportive to allow me to take on this experience.  And most of all I thank my Lord and savior for guiding and directing my steps during this ride while continuing to stretch and grow my faith and bringing me to an awareness of my tendency to be a one man wolf pack, understanding that the only thing I can control is my attitude and outlook on any of life’s problems.  God is so full of grace and mercy that it has helped me to soften my heart, loving others as He has loved me and the way He has rescued me from the pit of dispair over and over again makes me want to help rescue others from the same fate.  My brother-in-law Patrick once asked me, “How much must you hate someone to not tell them about Jesus?” and that has really soaked in and has been a reminder to me that we are all called to share the gospel and to share the light that we have received when we first proclaimed Jesus as our Lord and savior.  Praying for you all to share your faith boldly, helping the lost to be found. Grateful I have found my way back, from the long road home.

WISDOM FROM OSWALD CHAMBERS

We are not fundamentally free; external circumstances are not in our hands, they are in God’s hands.  The only thing in which we are free is in our personal relationship to God.  We are not responsible for the circumstances we are in, but we are responsible for the way we allow those circumstances to affect us; we can either allow them to get on top of us , or we can allow them to transform us into what God wants us to be.

God bless you all.

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One fail (the engine), though it was a doozy, I think if I treat her right she’ll be good for years of service.

 

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Job 2:10

“Should we only accept good from God and not adversity?”

One thing that has been going through my mind is how grateful I am that God even in my trial, is good to me, allowing fellowship with Patrick and Mateo made the situation bearable. As I continue to wonder “why do you suppose God allowed that happened?” I think it could be for a lot of reasons, undoubtedly to keep me dependently focusing on His presence in all this. God had His reasons why and that is good enough for me. I certainly do not deserve the blessings I have been given and also realize how sad life would be if our just God actually gave to us what we deserve. So my advise to you is count your blessings because it could always be worse.Friday , 26 Oct we rode about 300 miles to Oakhurst, CA. in the Sierra Nevada foot hills day full of picturesque roads. Saturday, 27th was long day 430+ miles, off hwys. Until 125 miles out of San Diego via Bikersfield California, where we entered the rat race and experienced the thrill of being overtaken by hundreds of motorist traveling nearly twice our speed. It was a first for me and didn’t particularly care for that part of the trip so far. Amazing to think of all the oil we get from this area, there’s black gold in them there hills. (1000’s of oil rigs, really a sight in and of itself)

Guys doing what we enjoy doing when we in the middle of nowhere!grateful we grabbed an quick visit with my beautiful girl Taylor and our son-in-law Bryan. Blessed and loved.

God is with us on this ride, though it cost Pat an amazing three days ride down the Baja. entering Mexico on Sunday at Tecate getting all paper work, insurance took a couple hours time but necessary.awesome fish tacos! We rode about 280 miles and we stayed at a church where Matt came to serve when he was 17 yrs old. That was also the youth ministry where he really began to feel called into missionary work. Needles to say very special moment for Matt to revisit and quite coincidental that they had some good worship going on as we pulled up on a Sunday night. Monday we road just under 400 miles to Santa Rosalia. Up at first light and road 400 ish miles to La Paz. We arrived at the boat terminal at about 5pm to discover the 8 pm passengers ferry was not operating until Saturday and we had one option that left at 6pm. That option was a Barca de carga so we raced around getting weighed and loaded on boat. And it was a 17 hour ride.did catch a cool sunrise and got to share lunch with some old friends from our small group back home and meet some new friends as well pictured below: me, Matt, Tom with back2back ministries, Fred who is involved in a church planting ministry, another Tom, has a couple coffee shops where He disciples 60 employees all at risk kids. Wes and Barb and finally Karen the first Toms wife. All involved involved in ministry and iI was able to glean from their sharing. we got to stay the night with Wes and Barb (thank you) and we are up now and I’m just finishing this update. Thank you for all your prayer and please continue as we have only about 1500 more miles before we are back into beautiful Honduras! One last thing, wow, it’s HOT!!

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“Joy in the morning”

Weeping may spend the night or a week but today, Joy came in the morning!!

Unbelievable. God has worked so many miraculous details in my life, yet I continue to be completely surprised by Him.

Just about the moment when I began thinking, “how am I going to fix this problem” it was at that moment when I was able to see God clearly putting ideas into a whole coalition of people’s minds, bringing them into one accord, it all happened within maybe 30 minutes, but from total dismay, looking like my friend and riding partner would be forced to cancel the ride – it happened. No, the ride was not cancelled. God put an idea in brother Dales mind, willingly and faithfully he acted on it and sent me an email with his offer. Through much communication between myself and the Irbit office, Patrick and Danny from the Ural Portland store, Brandon of Roseville Motorsports who communicated with Cameron of Irbit Motorworks of America in Redmond, Wa. It was Between each of these communications, rules were messaged, deals were offered, parts were transported, problems were solved, fellowship was experienced, I was blessed and God is glorified! Can I get an Amen! From no plan to God’s plan. It all “came in the morning” and it’s these kinds of things that make me realize I can count on His favor for a lifetime.

Thank you to all the prayer warriors out there, you are so powerful, please don’t ever stop.

Praying for each of you men that allowed God to use you to bless me. May you be strengthened in your desire to know Him and may He continue to use you for His glory. Thanks guys, grateful you listened to that still small voice.

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The wait is over…

Today was the turning point, after six days of uncertainty, not knowing what was broke on the bike, or where we would find parts needed for the repair, or not knowing how soon parts could be delivered.

This has got to be one of the longest weeks I can remember. One minute we were having the ride of our life’s the bikes where preforming great and then in an instant all our plans came to a screeching halt! The first couple days I was praying for God’s will to be done through this experience. A couple days later I was wondering if my will was different from His. Then a couple days after that, even after experiencing many last minute “saves,” I began to wonder… where is my faith? Why are we here in limbo? What do you want me to do Lord?

This morning we woke up and started making calls to find out if the motor had been secured or shipped as we were told it would likely take three days for delivery, meaning if it was on the truck Wednesday afternoon we might have a chance to receive motor Friday or Saturday and about 5 hours to install. BUT! if motor was not on truck we would certainly not receive motor until at least Sunday, shop is closed and Ural mechanic isn’t in on Monday’s so earliest repair would be Tuesday, putting us too far behind schedule causing Matt to back out leaving me to make the ride solo.

After several calls with no answer and a couple of emails Patrick thought he could call one of his Ural contacts, Danny at UralPortland. Patrick asked Danny to call the head office and see if he could get them to take a call? Well they did and we were told the motor had not been packed up but would most likely be on a truck this afternoon. Meanwhile a couple brothers in Christ who had been following the blog offered to deliver the motor ASAP! I couldn’t believe the offer, once again God has surrounded me with His people with willing hearts. I thought, “that sure is a nice offer,” but was quite certain that Headquarters would not release the motor to my friends. That’s where Danny of Ural Portland and Camron of Irbit Motorworks of America were able to talk this through and due to the time constraint agreed to allow our dear friends, Dale and Ron to pick up motor and parts from Ural Headquarters in Redmond, WA. and had them on the road by 2:30 today. That started the 13 hour drive south. The plan was for them to drive to Ashland, OR. tonight, and stop to get a bit of shut eye, then continue on to The Roseville Motorsports, hoping to be there around opening! All this so that we can once again start our treck south to Honduras arriving by the 8th of November. So many moving parts in order to accomplish this task. I am humbled by the serving hearts of our friends and how I was so surprised by the way our loving Father managed to bring us all together to fix one moto. After all the many experiences I have had with God’s perfect timing.

The Ural is a perfect ministry vehicle made for off-road conditions and that is exactly why it is going to La Moskitia. A very demanding, remote area in Honduras. One more praise and shout out to Irbit Motorworks of America for their helping us get the parts we need with urgency. They have a great team up there in Redmond, WA. Ready and willing to make your experience with a Ural the best it can be.

Praising God for His faithfulness and the way He works in people’s hearts, allowing them to show God’s mercy to a brother in need.

Please pray for all the guys mentioned here, for them to be filled to overflowing with His Spirit and safety as they travel.

There is still much that needs to happen with little room for problems though when I see God continuing to work in the eleventh hour, He is growing my perseverance, and my faith. Starting a ride this way has a way of putting any other issues we may have into perspective.

1 Peter 4:12,13

Beloved, do not think it strange concerning the fiery trial which is to try you, as though some strange thing happened to you; but rejoice to the extent that you partake of Christ’s sufferings, that when His glory is revealed, you may also be glad with exceeding joy.

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Fellowship a must…

First thing this morning, we were on the phone talking to different folk about our options. I decided to go with a rebuilt motor from Irbit Motorworks of America, hoping the American rebuild would get better reliability than any of the others options. As I understand it, Irbit is the Ural Headquarters located in Kirkland, WA. I briefly shared with them of our ministry “Casa Del Camino” and how I felt the Ural would be an asset to us on the mission field, but that my motor had a catastrophic failure 600 miles into a 4000 mile trip. They seemed excited and willing to help, saying they would put this issue on the “front burner” 12 hours later I have no idea what that meant, as I have no clue as to what was done today. The motorsports store that has my bike also was told by me, to go ahead and order the motor so that we are not wasting anymore time than needed because the motor needed to be delivered from the great NW. I was told they would call me back and let me know what had been accomplished at the end of day. Twelve hours later I do not know anymore than I did this morning. Super frustrating as I like things to be done professionally and in a timely manner. Not saying it wasn’t handled but if anything was done it wasn’t communicated to me.

This whole experience has left me feeling completely drained, but then something wonderful happened. Our friend Mateo had looked up a Calvary Chappel near us, someplace for us to get some fellowship and what an incredible blessing it was to worship with this congregation. They also asked us to come up to the front and share a little of our ministry and if they might pray over our journey and ministries after. I didn’t realize how tired and dry I was feeling until we got to fellowship and worship with other brothers and sisters in Christ. Feeling renewed and strengthened and encouraged by pastor Joshua and his flock. God is so good! Thank you Calvary Chappel Newcastle, CA.

You are a blessing

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Stuck in Roseville

Day four. Didn’t learn much today other than the hits keep coming as my helmet was stolen last night. Also we tried to get our minds off the “situation” with a round of put-put miniature golf, that did not go good for me either. Ughh… positive note I did win 2 out of three Monopoly Deal! And we did put new pads on Pats rear brakes for his bike and did add some additional back lights to Matts bike for safety.

The shop opened at 8:30 this morning, Ural mechanic had the day off so we have to wait another day to have more information of our situation. The shop manager Zack was a nice guy and told me that even though they are busy he will help us out and get his guy on it first thing Tuesday. I will be reaching out to Ural headquarters tomorrow as well to talk with them about expediting any and all the parts we will be needing. Looking like the best case scenario will be for us to be on the road end of week. Also looking at different routes with the hurricanes hitting the Baja and Matzalan area. Looking like we could have been into some bad weather if this delay had not happened.

Really missing Lisa. Things are tougher without my best friend.

“Two are better than one, because they have a good return for their labor: If either of them falls down, one can help the other up. But pity anyone who falls and has no one to help them up. Also, if two lie down together, they will keep warm. But how can one keep warm alone?” – Ecclesiastes 4:9

Another cold night sleeping in a u haul in the Walmart parking lot.

Looking to find out the options for repair tomorrow.

Thank you for prayers. Doing my best with what I got.

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Carson City/ Roseville

Day three, got a 20′ box truck, put the motorcycles inside and drove the 125 miles over the mountains to Sacramento the closest Ural shop. The shop had good reviews and thankfully is open tomorrow.

We have done all we can do, motor is out of bike and separated from the gear box. Now it is up to God and the mechanics in the shop. Doing what I can to remain positive in a very discouraging situation. Again thanking our Heavenly Father for the fact that I am not alone and for Patrick and Mateo that continue to be a great help and encouragement for me.

Thank you for your prayers, I am excited to see how and when God will answer them.

Camping in the back of the truck tonight. At least it is warmer on this side of the mountains.

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Klamath/Carson City

Day two started great, up early, beautiful scenery, bikes running well. Then it happened at 280 miles into a 400+ mile day we had scheduled to ride, my motor let loose. We made it to the hardware parking lot so we could get what was needed to diagnose issue. First we drained oil and immediately realized it was catastrophic failure as there was much metal shaving on the magnetic oil drain plug. So much on the line as timing of this ride was crucial in many ways as is anything when it involves other people.

Where am I with all this? Grateful, why? Because no one was hurt, the bike is not wrecked as it can be fixed, it didn’t happen in the middle of nowhere as we where earlier (or Mexico, Belize, Guatemala or Honduras for that matter)

Plan of attack. The nearest Ural shop is just west of our location by 125 miles. We had the bike towed to a hotel in Carson City tonight, tomorrow morning we will rent a Uhaul box truck, put both bikes inside and drive to Roseville. On another positive note the Ural shop is open on Monday as most motorcycle shops are closed Sunday and Monday. Between the two of us Patrick and I, we will go ahead and tear down the bike tomorrow and be ready to hand the mechanics the bare motor asking them to repair ASAP as timing is crucial. Once fixed, it can be reinstalled and be on our way, God willing. Best case scenario, riding middle of the week.

I am certain God has a plan that is being worked out as you read this. He has gifted me my friendships with Lisa’s brother Patrick who is incredible, very talented and wise, helping me to think things through and also our friend that I am planning on riding San Diego/Honduras with, who will be meeting us tomorrow Mateo. Matt too is also a very wise and knowledgeable, Godly men God has placed me with to come through this experience with.

Eyes and ears wide open as I experience this lesson in life, grateful God continues provided these relationships that help me to grow in His likeness.

More to come.

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Hood River/Klamath

Day one down. Was a bit of a late start, on the road by 10:30. Was a blessed day to ride, Blue sky’s, warm temps, beautiful scenery, the bikes ran great while they had fuel. At 191Km in we found the bottom of Patrick’s tank, the beauty of these bikes is they are ready for everything and that includes a 10L reserve gerry can. Then I had an issue with my cheap phone mount that broke at Bend, OR. So we made a stop at an adventure bike store for a replacement and after looking at all the cool stuff we realized we had spent over an hour of valuable seat time. Pulled into Klamath about 6:30p found a good pizza place for pizza and salad, then on to hotel, checked in, unloaded bikes and relaxing by 8:30p

Lessons learned

1. Get earlier start

2. Easier and takes less time to stop to top off gas before running dry.

3. Don’t get caught shopping, stay on task.

will try to do better tomorrow. Thank you for your prayers

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Hello from “hot, sweet and sticky” Honduras. It is hot, the food is sweet, and between the hot weather and the sweet food it makes you sticky.  Reminds me of an old rock n roll song!  I am happy to report that my heavy heart has lightened.  As Lisa and I continue to experience all the changes that come with moving to another country, being surrounded by a different culture and our need to learn a new language, we are truly grateful for the one thing remains unchanging – our loving Father who is unchanging and forever faithful in His word and action.

As I reflect back on the emotions I have been going through as shared in my last Blog, the “detox of materialism” and the realization that I had wrongly placed an emphasis of who I was in my business, my career, my accomplishments, my things… self check,  it was a necessary experience, one, for me to truly realize that “we” as Christians should have our identity first and foremost in Him.  When we receive the Holy Spirit, His love becomes our love, His joy becomes our joy, His peace becomes our peace, and His strength becomes our strength, helping us always to be growing in likeness to Him who has called us.  Secondly, we needed to lighten our load in order to step out and understand that though God blessed us with “our things” for a season, there comes a time when He will ask something more of you and me.  It was a necessary response to let the “things” go that I was holding on to so that we could more tightly cling to Him.  God knows what is needed for the ministry in La Moskitia and He continues to provide for it.

Lisa and I have been surrounded by people who have been able to help us adapt here. Help with the residency process, help with the drivers licenses process, and help with the purchase of a Casa Del Camino ministry truck.  Even being blessed by folks Earl and Sharon who have a ministry here and are from Maple Valley! A sweet couple who have been here in Honduras since the mid ’80s and have come along side us, sharing what has worked and not worked in their experiences of working with the kids of Honduras.  They learned of CDC when Sharon was back in the states in August and had visited ACTION (our sending agency) and she saw our newsletter so after returning to Honduras they reached out to us.  God is faithful in bringing His people together, helping to support one another in every way.  We are continuing to learn the language though not speaking proficiently (yet) we are getting the conjugating of the verbs down and growing our vocabulary.  Asking for continued prayer with the language.

The truck purchase was an experience all in itself and began with a four-hour bus ride into San Pedro Sula at 4:30 am.  We were fortunate enough to have my spanish teacher Danny come along to help with the transaction and he had his girlfriend pick us up at the bus station as we arrived.  Alejandra was very sweet and drove us all around to look at the trucks.  First truck was supposed to be a  2006 F250 4×4 7.3 Diesel and instead a 2015 F150 4×4 V6 shows up! Apparently the other truck was sold 4 months prior.  As I’m explaining they should probably take down the old listing as that was not what they were selling, I had a chance to explain why we needed a rig of the sort we were looking for, and he told us he knew someone who had a big truck they were selling.  His buddy’s truck was a Dodge 2005 4×4 big Cummins Diesel with a four-inch lift.  When first looking at it I thought it was pretty cool but a little on the big side so we kept looking elsewhere.

After looking at multiple trucks with multiple issues, everything from no oil in the truck to people trying to sell trucks that weren’t theirs, we decided to go with the second 2005 F250, a truck that was owned by the bank and therefore required the transaction to take place at the bank.  This is where God stepped in again.  The bank was to close at 12 noon this day so we arrived at 11:35 to discover the bank decided to close at 11:30 instead of noon.  God’s way of letting me know this was not the truck.  As I began to feel this was a wasted trip, the first truck we looked at came back to mind, and the more I thought about it the more I began to see, this is exactly the kind of truck we will need in La Moskitia!  We called the owner back and he was happy to show the truck again. We began to negotiate and were able to agree on a price.   He had all the paper work notorized and we were able to complete the transaction effortlessly!  I must believe God is behind us getting this truck as it was not even on the radar –  the first truck we saw and after multiple issues with other trucks and a bank closing early!  I mean what bank have you ever heard of to close 30 minutes early?  God knows best, that is our story.

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Next week we will be visiting the school and housing ministry Earl and Sharon began in the ’90s.  Looking forward to gleaning more from them their years of experience and insight they have in relation to the various situations that we are sure to face in the coming years. Photos and more to come.

CDC Update:  The construction of the home is winding down as the plumbing is finished.  We are waiting still for the door hardware to arrive (purchased and sent three weeks ago) so half of the doors can be installed with the remaining doors still needing to be purchased and made.  The outdoor kitchen and dining areas are progressing nicely also.

Lisa and I will be heading to La Moskitia to celebrate our 17th anniversary next weekend!  Time flies when you’re having fun! We will be lining up the remaining work to be done at the home before we arrive, with a projected arrival date on Lisa’s birthday, December 1.   Praying for the outdoor kitchen and eating area to be completed as well as the mission team rooms to be laid out with rough floors poured and beginnings of walls built before our arrival.  It is also time to begin with the transportation of the container from Seattle to Puerto Lempira – the cost of $5500.00 is needed and does not include the import tax of which we are uncertain of that amount.  God knows the details of this and we are resting in Him for the successful and smooth shipping of it all.

We give thanks to our God who lets us come to Him as He is our loving Father.  Thank you Jesus for saving me, thank you for your daily mercy and patience with me, thank you for the love and support both prayerfully and financially of the people you have chosen to join in and lift up the Casa Del Camino ministry.  We pray for each and every person reading this to be in continual surrender to You and your will for their lives God. As they do this Lord, may your Love, Joy, Peace and Strength be a visible sign to this world of the power that is in You – our mighty creator living in each of us. Amen!

I love you and am blessed to call you family, friend, brothers and sisters in Christ. Thank you for your continued prayer.

All for His glory,

Mike