Hospital Service Project

Last night, instead of our normal youth group gathering, the teens participated in their first service project. The youth group has grown quite a lot recently, and the teens have been requesting to do more together than the normal Saturday devotionals, so yesterday began the planned service projects. 

First stop: my favorite place, the hospital. 

We set up a table in the inner courtyard of the hospital, and the teens served soup and coffee to family members who would be sitting outside for most of the night. 

They talked with people, prayed with patients and family members, and I never heard a single complaint. They were all excited, and served with smiles on their faces for about 3 hours. Those of us who volunteer with the youth group were proud and excited to see how much they love to serve.

Here in Honduras, it's getting to be "winter-time," which means it will be raining more than not. Today, for example, it's 68 degrees, but it does seem to feel a bit cooler than that, and Hondurans tend to think if you don't wear a jacket you will catch a cold and die. With that being said, many of the people our teens served last night said that a warm bowl of soup and cup of coffee lifted their spirits, as some of them huddled up to share blankets with people who were previously strangers. 

Sidenote: this is why I say sarcastically, "My favorite place." Loose needles, syringes, etc.  on the ground in the courtyard of the hospital.