Reflections

Jennifer Calhoun

writes from Berrien Springs, Michigan.

​The Guide

On a mission trip to Honduras the Lord taught me an important lesson about His constant watch care for me.

We had been working hard all week, laying cement sidewalks at an orphanage in Santa Barbara. The last day of the trip was reserved to give our tired muscles and minds a chance to unwind and soak up the beautiful scenery at a natural park in the Honduran jungle. The park contained a large waterfall, and the leader of our group excitedly told us there was a cave behind it. He had hired a guide to lead us there.

Not one for risk-taking, I was reluctantly persuaded by my friends and by my fear of regretting not joining the single-file line of …

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