It was like any other night. The plan, head to Oasis and worship God through song and prayer. It seams like we got there early, which is rare for us. I remember talking to Annie and Ashley about over seas missions and how there was this one place I had always wanted to go to. Not really sure why. Couldn’t even remember what country it was. I new it started with an ‘H’ (I kept thinking it was Haiti), and that I had received a card about and prayed for people in that country my freshman year at InterVarsity’s The Point.
Anyways, I was laying on my back behind the last row of chairs and Oasis was just about to start. Honduras! I said out loud. I wonder if anyone heard me. Anyways, I was excited that I could remember that Country’s name. Now the interesting part. I’m at no way in any way shape serious about going to Honduras.
About 20 or 30 minutes into the service, Rick (pastor at Brookings Wesleyan Church who makes Oasis happen each week) starts talking about mission trips. He starts talking about two trip that Oasis members will be embarking on. One was New York. Know what the other one was? That’s right, Honduras. I’m pretty sure I let out a loud “Are you serious God” statement. This all took place one October (or November) Sunday night.
Sign up deadline for the Honduras trip is the last day of the Fall 08 semester, maybe the 19th or so of December. Well that day came and went. I’m not signed up.
You see, I had been wrestling with God about this, I really didn’t want to go. It was out of my comfort zone, expensive ($1,600), and it takes 2 weeks out of my summer. Well God and I had more or less worked out this comfort zone thing, as well as the taking up my summer, and a few other small issues I had. But it still was $1,600 dollars. So Christmas day comes. I go home, and through christmas presents, I receive $250 dollars. Still not much till I make it back to my apartment later that day. On my desk is a check for $500 dollars and $250 dollars that I had saved away for a rainy day. Doing some simple math, i discovered I had $1,000 in cash.
I think at this point, I knew in my heart I was going to Honduras, but I still didn’t want to accept that.
The next Sunday, I head to Minneapolis for a winter conference with Campus Crusades with Christ (CRU for short). It was a great experience, and hopefully I’ll make a post about it someday. For now, to save you some reading 
, I want to focus on one specific evening. If I recall right, Wednesday the 31st, I started to think and really pray into this Honduras thing. It had been on my mind a lot lately, but out of nowhere I new I had to go. I now accepted that. I called Rick up and left him one crazy voice mail. I’ll have to ask him about it sometime. I tried to tell him that I wanted to go on the trip if I still could. I think the only part that made sense was “I’ll call you later this week to reexplain everything I just said.” Well, I did that, and I was in.
Not long to go, I should probably start a countdown one of these days and start getting ready to pack and what not. Please keep me and our team in your prayers. I’m still short about $300, and our team as a whole is still a bit short, but I have faith God will provide.
Thanks and God bless
Adam
Honduras 2009