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I have been in Honduras for six weeks today and haven’t blogged one time! There are so many stories to tell and photos to share that I will have to blog in reverse. Today I’m sitting here in the Toncontin Airport in Tegucigalpa with Marlon. Our summer missions season in Honduras has come to an end, but I’m already thinking about the summer of 2011.

Today I’m thinking about our orphan camps for 2011. Our plans are to do a month of camp in the summer of 2011. The kids from the orphanages will come to camp on Monday and return to their orphanage on Friday. They will get a week of camp and our camp staff will get the weekends off to rest and get their clothes washed.

I know it seems early to be talking about 2011 summer missions in Honduras when the summer of 2010 isn’t over, but I believe these camp weeks are going to fill up fast. If you are interested in bringing a mission team for camp or if you know of someone who may be interested please contact me through our website (www.louderthanwords.org). Check back soon for stories from our 2010 orphan camps.

Well, he didn’t hate me, but he lost it when I put that backless gown on him!  Marlon’s surgery went very well.  It was difficult to explain to him what was about to happen, but he did better than I would have done.  Dr. Parsons was incredible.  He prayed with Marlon before the surgery and even came in on his day off to do the surgery!  Terry Jordan, Marlon’s audiologist was with us and helped comfort him before and after the surgery.

A couple weeks before surgery I would ask him occasionally to breathe through his nose.  It was extremely difficult for him and sounded like someone sucking air through a straw that was being pinched off.  After the surgery Dr. Parsons said that Marlon’s adenoids were so big that they had forked and were growing into his nasal passages!  When we got home and he became coherent, I asked him to breathe through his nose.  When he drew air in his eyes widened and a huge grin came across his face.  It was like, “I’ve never done that before!”  Later that afternoon I asked him to do it again and as he expelled the air he said, “aaahhh.”

On Wednesday, I’ll head back to Honduras with Marlon.  I have mixed emotions about it!  We still don’t have his hearing aids and are exploring options to move the mountains to get him back for more hearing treatment.  I’ll write more on that later . . . .

“I hope he doesn’t hate me after tomorrow!”  That’s my thought as I think about taking Marlon for his surgery tomorrow morning.  It’s hard to explain to a deaf kid that doesn’t have a language that he’s going to have surgery.  I’m praying that all goes well with the procedure to open up his nasal passages and take out his adenoids goes well.  I’ve also been thinking about how he will tell us if he’s in pain.  I guess that should be evident, but I’m a little nervous.  So, I know a couple of you will read this before 6:30 a.m. (06/03)  If you are one of those please say a prayer for him and for Dr. Parsons.  If you read this after 8:00 a.m. you can pray for a speedy and pain free recovery.  I’ll give an update tomorrow afternoon.

Oh, by the way, Marlon learned to ride a bike in the past couple weeks!

This past weekend Amy and I had the privilege of being at Frank Hopkins 90th birthday party.  Well, it might not have been his 90th birthday party, but you know what I mean.  Frank Hopkins is 90 years old.  Wow, I just realized I’m exactly half his age (for a couple more weeks). I have known Frank closely for about 15 years. For several years we served together on the staff of Woodland Hills Church in Asheville, NC.  I have many fond memories of Frank Hopkins over the years.

One memory that quickly comes to mind are those Monday mornings we spent together at the Buncombe Baptist Minister’s Conference.  Frank has been the secretary for that minister’s group for many years.  He’s known among that crowd for making the “reading of the minutes” a comical affair.  His dry sense of humor and gift of writing made something as boring as reading meeting minutes enjoyable.  I remember those countless lunches after those meetings at Ryan’s Steakhouse with all of Frank’s old buddies (many of whom have passed on into their eternal home in heaven). I was, without a doubt, the youngest among them but I enjoyed listening to their “war stories” and tales of the “good ‘ole days.”  It was there at Ryans with Frank that I first learned to love spinach leaves on my salad!  I miss those times!

I also remember the many Christmas Eve’s that our family spent with Frank and Betty.  For years, while living in Buncombe County, NC they served as surrogate grandparents for our children.  Our children still love going to Frank and Betty’s home and eating Betty’s homemade pickles and playing with Frank’s carrom board (It’s hyperlinked for those of you who have no idea what a carrom board is).

When I think of Frank Hopkins as he enters his 9th decade of life, the following are a few words that come to mind:  Pastor, Friend, Mentor, Husband, Father, Grandfather, Great Grandfather, Great Great Grandfather, Role Model, Humble, Honest, Godly, Generous, Servant, Witty, Faithful, Reliable, Passionate, and Hero!

Thanks Frank Hopkins for being an great example of a Godly man and friend.  I, along with many others,  look forward to celebrating your life for many more years to come!

I admit it’s not the greatest promo video, but when all you have is iMovie HD it works!  I made this video to promo a special project for the children’s small groups at our church (Bethlehem Church).  If you have questions about this year’s camps or would like to sponsor and orphan to go to camp you can email me (info (at) louderthanwords(dot)org).  You can sponsor an orphan’s trip to camp by giving securely online here: SEND AN ORPHAN TO CAMP.

Body Shop Bible Studies

February 11, 2010

A couple months ago while in Honduras I had the opportunity to attend a bible study at a local body shop in Tegucigalpa.  The bible study was started by two of my friends in Tegucigalpa (Esdras and Daniel).  One of the guys at the body shop asked them if they would come once a week and teach a bible study.  They whole-heartedly agreed and began going each Wednesday at lunch.  The news must be spreading because a few weeks ago another body shop approached the guys about doing one at their place.  I’m excited for these guys because they are “taking the Gospel” to the streets.  Well, maybe not to the streets, but out into the public workplace.

This is a challenge to me because too many times we as North Americans build buildings where the Gospel is proclaimed.  If you don’t come to the building then you don’t hear the message of Jesus.  We don’t intentionally think that the message of Jesus can only be taught in a church, but too few of us talk about Jesus in the places we work or the stores we frequent.  The Good News of Jesus cannot be contained in a building!  This is challenging to me.  If people are going to see Jesus in me then I’ve got to go to places where they need to see Jesus.  I’ve got to talk about Jesus.  If we only talk about Jesus in church then many who need to hear the Good News will likely miss it.  I may not have access to a local body shop in which to teach the bible, but I certainly have opportunities each week to share the Good News of Jesus. What about you?