My week in Honduras forever changed me. Every morning I experienced the same overwhelming feeling to touch each smiling face. Many of us held on to these little ones. My friend, Krystal made a lasting impression on one young boy named, Carlos. Every morning Carlos, and a few others metRead the Rest…
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The morning started early. I was awake before 4am. Thinking, praying, wondering what the day would bring. Little did I know before my feet hit the floor of the life changes that would take place in all of us “first timers” today. First time on a mission trip. I wasn’tRead the Rest…
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