Four years ago, I went to Tegucigalpa, Honduras on my first (and so far only) missions trip. Our team went to put on a day camp for kids at eight locations over five days. Most of these were Compassion partner churches.
A few months before I left, I’d started sponsoring a young boy named Jocsan (pronounced “Hock-san”). He was six, going on seven, at the time.
During that trip I got to meet him.
We got to play and have a good time, although it was a bit awkward at first. Language barriers are tricky, but we made it work (especially with the help of our translator). I learned he likes to draw, that he loves animals and, although he was really quiet during our meeting, is apparently a little chatterbox.
Meeting Jocsan for the first time was an incredible experience. It made a little boy who I only knew from a photo and a letter real. (I know he was before, but you know what I mean, right?) He wasn’t just a photo. He was someone who I’d played soccer with. Eaten a meal with and given a hug before we parted ways.
I didn’t know if I’d ever get the chance to see him again.
Four years later, I’m going back to Honduras, this time as a staff member with Compassion. I’ll be travelling with a tour of volunteers, visiting people’s homes, four of Compassion’s partner churches to see the work, having dinner with some of our Leadership Development students…
And I get to see Jocsan again—and his sister, too (who we also sponsor).
It’s going to be an exciting week; I hope you’ll enjoy following along!