Four Generations of Joy

God blessed all of us with these beautiful people this past week.  They opened up their make shift home so we would have somewhere to stay cool from the heat.  They moved out their bed into the yard to bring in plastic chairs for all of us to sit on to cool ourselves.  They shared their coke with us per Tyler and Natalie.  The lady on the bottom left picture is 90 plus years old.  She does not know when her birthday is but she knows she is in her nineties.  She is the mother of Cindi.  So this week we had Cindi's mother who drove at four o'clock in the morning on a bus to be with her daughter while her home was being built. She went back that evening and came again on Sunday for worship service.  The family unit in Honduras is a very special existence.  It makes me quiet jealous, which I know is a sin, to see the joy of this four generation family enjoying time together and to open up their home for complete strangers to reap the benefits of this true joy.  How many of us back home went take out our bed to make room for complete strangers to come in and sit to cool down for a bit.  How many of us would do this for another person?  This was the question the team asked each other one evening during devotionals.  True hospitality was provided for all of us this week.  They had very little but definitely had so much more than most of us sitting there daily.  I observed the love and commitment to each other, the hard work that goes into a day for them but how they all worked together to get their day going.  Cindi had to take of her newborn little girl, Cindi and keep up with her four year old Luis Alfredo which in itself a full time job,  plus cook lunch for the Honduran workers.  We basically came in to build her a home but we disrupted her daily routine immensely.  Cindi always wore a smile of gratitude for all that was taking place around her home.