Jonathan’s Journey
Monday March 18, 2013

Day 3 in Honduras…SPRING 2013

Breakfast and then a couple of hours of reading on the beach---before we had lunch and rented a car to drive around Roatan. The rental car---was typical Honduras—brought to me with a lot of nicks and dents, two bald front tires and on empty. Get it on empty…return it on empty. Not really easy to do on an Island that has just one main road…and I have see just three gas stations…there may be more…but I saw only three!
We got the car at 12:30 pm and can keep it until tomorrow at the same time…so we decided to head toward the west part of the island. We are on the NE side of the island…about 30 minutes from the airport…and the West End, West Bay are about 45 minutes from here. More people at that end of the island…more resorts—two cruise ship ports and more locals, shops etc.
We drove (stopped and got gasoline) and then headed to the West End and West Bay area. In the West Bay area we parked at the Princess Maya and walked out to the beach…and then walked up and down the beach stopping a several local vendors to look, etc.
Then we came back to the car around 4:15 or so…and guess what…remember those bald tires (it had gone through my head—we might get a flat tire) and the Honduras roads that are full of pot holes---well there it was a FLAT TIRE! Luckily we were parked near the front desk of the hotel…and they helped me to call the rental car company (located at the airport—about 20-25 minutes away)---and then young lady that delivered my car this morning…said she got in another car and she would come and swap out! It took her about 45 minutes to get there…but it allowed Bethany and Barbara to sit by the pool (actually Bethany took a nap and Checked emails) while we waited. Finally, she arrived with a little blue car—oh yea, it was empty also! She did give 100 lemps (About $5.00) to help with gas—I had put about $20.00 in the other car (no way to know how much I had used!)—but we were off and running.
All I could think of was my good friend Bill Bivens and how he takes care of me. Lipscomb, BHCC and others when we rent from Tennessee Car and Van!
I wish Bill had a branch in Roatan!
By the way, we left the West Bay---and drove through some of the neatest parts of Roatan…houses, schools and other businesses located right on the shore line. We were riding for miles looking for a gas station…as our E light flashed on and off—and I was wondering if we would get stranded again???
However, we made it to the station! Got the gas---and we were on our way!
Tonight…we are back at the Turquoise Bay---enjoyed another great dinner---Bethany is emailing and Barbara and I are doing our favorite Monday night activity---watching Castle!
Later I will check some emails and do some other computer work.
Tomorrow morning we are going to tour a little more of the island and then some snorkeling tomorrow afternoon—before we fly to Teg---Wednesday and begin some work with the Clinic, Baxter, Kennedy Church and Jovenes en Camino.
Our time here has been relaxing and restful.

Tomorrow, I should finish reading Hope Hines book.
It has been a long time, since I read a book for pleasure! Usually I am reading books for work….which is good…but, I have really enjoyed Hopes book. Can’t wait to see him and let him know how much I enjoyed the book.

Being on an Island…today’s devotional…has a little extra mean for me…hope you enjoy:
Fellowship: A Necessary Ingredient

By Jim Burns
Let us consider how we may spur one another on toward love and good deeds. Let us not give up meeting together, as some are in the habit of doing, but let us encourage one another - and all the more as you see the Day approaching.
Hebrews 10:24-25

The Bible calls the church "the bride of Christ…" God loves the church even with all of her inconsistencies. I honestly believe that you cannot be all God intends you to be without experiencing the intimate fellowship that the church has to offer. The church is not a place for you to come, sit, and be entertained. You are a part of the church. You have a job. The church is like a lifesaving station, and this story helps me get a better perspective of what the church of Jesus Christ is all about and what my role in the church should be.

On a dangerous seacoast where shipwrecks often occur there was once a crude little lifesaving station. The building was just a hut, and there was only one boat, but the few devoted members kept a constant watch over the sea, and with no thought for themselves, went out day and night tirelessly searching for the lost. Some of those who were saved, and various others in the surrounding area, wanted to become associated with the station and give of their time and money and effort for the support of its work. New boats were bought and new crews trained. The little lifesaving station grew.

Some of the members of the lifesaving station were unhappy that the building was so crude and poorly equipped. They felt that a more comfortable place should be provided as the first refuge of those saved from the sea. They replaced the emergency cots with beds and put better furniture in the enlarged building. Now the lifesaving station became a popular gathering place for its members, and they decorated it beautifully and furnished it exquisitely, because they used it as a sort of club. Fewer members were now interested in going to sea on lifesaving missions, so they hired lifeboat crews to do this work. The lifesaving motif still prevailed in this club's decoration, and there was a liturgical lifeboat in the room where the club initiations were held.

About this time a large ship was wrecked off the coast, and the hired crews brought in boatloads of cold, wet, and half drowned people. They were dirty and sick. The beautiful new club was in chaos. So the property committee immediately had a shower house built outside the club where victims of shipwreck could be cleaned up before coming inside.

At the next meeting, there was a split in the club membership. Most of the members wanted to stop the club's lifesaving activities as being unpleasant and a hindrance to the normal social life of the club. Some members insisted upon lifesaving as their primary purpose and pointed out that they were still called a lifesaving station. But they were finally voted down and told that if they wanted to save lives of all the various kinds of people who were shipwrecked in those waters, they could begin their own lifesaving station down the coast. They did.

As the years went by, the new station experienced the same changes that had occurred in the old. It evolved into a club, and yet another lifesaving station was founded. History continued to repeat itself, and if you visit that seacoast today, you will find a number of exclusive clubs along that shore. Shipwrecks are frequent in those waters, but most of the people drown.*

Have a great day…and a wonderful journey….our Honduras Spring Break 2013 continues….with Day 4…

Brentwood Hills
Church of Christ
5120 Franklin Road
Nashville, Tennessee 37220
Phone: (615) 832-2541
Fax: (615) 832-2583