By Mary Vee Walk with me on this summer day as we step into Someone else's world. Location: A Remote village in the Mountains of Honduras An abandoned Wycliffe Compound There he sat. An unnamed boy about eight years old. At the top of the hill overlooking a Wycliffe compound. Watching doctors, nurses, child ministry workers, and teen translators on a one week missions trip. According to officials, medical workers rarely came to his village. He probably couldn't discipher the cacophony of Honduran, Guatemalan, Nicaraguan, American, and Canadian languages spoken by the blended medical team sent to help his village. But he watched and appeared to listen. Early each morning, the team sat on benches and chairs arranged in a rectangle on a veranda made of broken cement. My chair leaned against the building affording me the view of a mountain to my right, the hospital center, and the hill w...
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