By Amy Koreski, Heart’s Home Alumnus
“In June I had the gift to return to my home in an unknown neighborhood in Tegucigalpa, Honduras. The sights of children running through the streets and vendors selling fruits in little stands, the smells of hot tortillas and humid air, and the sounds of Spanish music, roosters crowing and buses honking, brought me instantly back and my whole being knew I had returned to Central America.
Although outside appearances showed minimal change I quickly learned that quite a lot of changes have happened to the families in 5 years. In fact, many friends of mine had been murdered. It was very painful to find out about the many people I really loved and had imagined to be fine, and find that was not the case, but there was so much joy in the reunions! I felt I had entered back into this life of overabundant joy and sorrow. I had entered back into the reality of my friends. The Wednesday Mass back at the house, celebrated by Padre Jose, happened after a particularly shocking piece of news for me. Yet, as they began to process in and sang “Ha llegado el reino de Dios” ( the Kingdom of God has arrived), I couldn’t help feeling how true it was, that somehow within all this misery, the kingdom of God really has arrived in my little neighborhood in Honduras.
One particular encounter was truly a miracle. Dona Florentina was a mother we had gotten to know through her son. She didn’t live in our neighborhood- in fact we didn’t know where she lived. I really wanted to see her. I had to try to find her. Together with a brother and sister of community we went to her neighborhood and began to ask around. One person led us to a “woman who knows everyone from the church.” That woman not just told us, but dropped what she was doing to be our guide through the neighborhood to her house. We knocked...would she be home? Would all the searching be worth it? “Diosito lindo!!” We embraced, cried, and shared some juice and news. Such a little taste of the sweet reunions in paradise, when we no longer will have to live separated from the ones we love nor from our Creator.
I was honored and humbled to be a small instrument in the almost 15 years of missionaries who have been here. I was honored and humbled to be such a small part of such a beautiful and eternal mission of love.”