Dear praying friends,
Greetings from beautiful Honduras! It’s good to finally be here after over two long years on deputation. And, I’m glad to be able to tell you that God got me here safely! I left the states on the 20th of August, and flew to Monterrey, Mexico to attend a four day Spanish Bible Conference at the Grace Baptist Church where Raul Reyes is the Pastor. I had a wonderful time, and learned a lot of useful information about the various versions of the Bible in Spanish. This helped me a lot, as I desire to give the people of Honduras the pure words of God!
After leaving the conference, I flew to Mexico City, Guatemala City, and San Salvador until I finally arrived safely to my destination of the capitol city of Tegucigalpa on the 24th of August. The thing that really got me, as I looked down upon these countries from my window seat, was how rich all these countries looked in comparison to Honduras. Mexico, Guatemala, and El Salvador all had beautiful airports and nice buildings and homes close by. But, when I flew into Honduras I was agasht at how poor it looked in comparison. I knew it was the poorest country in all of Central America, but in my last two trips here, I didn’t have the chance to see how it compared to the surrounding countries. But, now I see even more how much of a need there is! Please pray for the Honduran people.
Upon my arrival in Honduras, Pastor Abel Bonilla pick me up at the airport. He is kind enough to allow me to stay at his home as long as I need in order to get on my feet and out on my own. And, it looks like I’ll be here with him for about a month.
On the 27th of August, I enrolled in the International Academic School of Languages here in Tegucigalpa in order to learn more Spanish. They gave me a placement test to see how good my spanish was, and after grading it, they placed me in the second grade! (Can you believe it? I thought my spanish was better than that!) But, that’s fine because I need and want to learn more grammar. The cirriculum is an intense one month study course of clases 8 hours a day, three days a week (Tue-Thur). And, this schedule will give me time to travel to the little Village of Colomoncagua on the weekends to try to start a work.
My teachers in Spanish are two men. One a true Spaniard from Spain, who speaks the true “Castellan” Spanish, and the other is a Honduran who is teaching me the slang Spanish that they speak here. The Spaniard is a stanch Catholic and has studied with the Jesuits at one time. So, as funny at it may sound, here I am in Honduras in the second grade studying under a Jesuit Catholic! But, in all seriousness please pray that I can witness to him as well as my other tutor.
Now, let me back up and tell you about some things that happened in August before the big move here to Honduras. The first couple of weeks of August were spent shopping (that’s right shopping) and buying a few necesities for honduras. For example, I bought a generator, some extra carparts, tools, a battery powered drill, kitchen items, as well as many tracts and bibles to take with me. Then, after packing up all these items, along with everything I own (which turned out not to be very much), I drove everything up to Birmingham, Alabama on the 13th to put it on a container bound for Honduras. They will ship my stuff to a missionary who has a warehouse. And, when I can, I will go and pick up my things from him.
Also, in the beginning of August, I had a few car problems. First, my truck wouldn’t shut off, and then it wouldn’t start up again. The problem turned out to be with the key ignition switch. So, I took it in to the shop, and they found several coolant leaks, and several other major problems that needed to be fixed before going to Honduras. Well, I needed it in tip-top shape for the task before me, so I told them to do it. The final cost was a whopping $1200. But, to God be the glory, even though it was that much, they did a few extra things for free, as they knew I was a missionary, and they even gave me a discount on a couple of things as well. So, thank God when I do get my truck, it should be in good running condition and ready to take me through the villages and cities of Honduras to preach the glorious gospel of Christ.
So that’s about it. There is much to do in the next month with school and preaching. Plus, I visited my lawyer here, and he is pushing my paperwork through the proper channels to obtain a Residence Visa. He informed me this would take about a month, and that I can’t get my truck until I have it. So, please pray that it will go through quickly.
Because He shed His precious blood for me,
Robert Ray Breaker III
Missionary to Honduras
