What an adventure! A few days ago I was sitting in a tiny airplane taking me above Central America’s largest rain forest. I had a bumpy bus experience on my way to an orphanage in Tocoa. Who would expect that an ordinary girl form the west coast of Norway should be able to try out life on outreach among the Misquito Indians in the middle of Honduras – a country I hardly even knew that existed on beforehand?

We are half way through the outreach. Time just flies away! This far we have been able to take part in a youth camp at the YWAM base in Ahuas, preached the Word of God in several churches and lived together with local families in their homes.

Right now the team is separated for a while. The two boys are still in the bush helping to build a primary school – finishing it before the school shall start. Some of the girls are at a girls’ home where they minister among abused girls. For myself I am at an orphanage. Wonderful children are running around and colouring the days, filling them with laughter and games.

To be here at the orphanage is very different from out in the bush. Snakes, cockroaches, mud, spiders, travelling by canoe, outhouse, well, cows, horses and hens running loose, Bonanza style living and aggregate running only three hours a day, is now exchanged with a more western environment here in town. In this way we get to see that being a missionary doesn’t necessarily just have to do with crawling over obstacles in the jungle. We are introduced to the varieties of missions. I feel blessed by the opportunity finally to be able to take a more or less normal shower and have a choice of variation in eating. But still the same I miss La Mosquitia; The warm smiles, the fact of the Law of Jante being absent, the passionate worship, the wonderful children and the simple way of living. But in about a week’s time we get going again. Then we are heading out into the jungle again. This time we’re going together with an American missionary her in Honduras. That will be exciting. My prayer is that we will be a blessing to everyone we meet.

Irmelin, 19 years old, from Rogaland

Photo: YWAM Skjærgårdsheimen
Music: Marcos Witt – Se Oye en las Naciones