I really wasn’t planning on writing anything today, but I woke up early and wanted to share something that happened last night. Dan, Darrin, Steve, and I were sitting at the table after finishing a very good meal of chicken and rice and other stuff. We were talking about the trip and the future of our Help for Honduras ministry. It was a great conversation.
As we were talking, Pedro the security guard came to us and pulled out a chair. He sat down. Pedro can’t speak a word of English. He tries, but he just really struggles (like we do with Spanish). Even though the language barrier is large, he and Dan have become friends. Somehow they communicate. They share pictures of family and try to teach each other words from their respective worlds. Through Dan’s influence and example, Pedro has become a friend to all of us.
Yesterday, as we prepared to leave for the day, we allowed Pedro to look through some of our giveaway goodies. He carefully selected clothes for his little children. We also gave him a little table and chair set for his kids. He was so grateful.
As he sat down with us last night, he put his hands together and motioned heavenward. He said, in very broken English, something about praying. We all bowed our heads and listened to one of the most beautiful prayers I’ve heard in a long time. I don’t know much of what he said, but I know it was from the heart. I heard, “mucho gracias” several times.
Mucho gracias, indeed.
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Muchos gracious for sharing that story with us Allen.
Pat Arthur
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