As both of you know (figure that is how many read this thing), I returned from a mission in Roatan, Honduras last Sunday.  A team of 10 men spent a week building a home for a single mom, engaging with the Honduran culture, and learning about the dwellings ministry we partnered with.  The experience included everything imaginable and a few things unimaginable.  I don’t yet fully appreciate everything that happened there, perhaps I never will.  Since Sunday, and even a few days prior, I have spent a lot of time journaling, praying, and talking about the experience.  It is not that I am searching for that one amazing divine-revelation that will validate the time and expense of the trip. On the contrary, like a grand buffet, I just don’t want to miss any one moral God wants me to chew on from this trip.  With a good pipe in hand, [...]