Hope in Unexpected Places

The day after I arrived in Costa Rica, once again I packed a bag and headed East. For the next five days, we would be building a new home for a family whose house had been burned down. When we arrived they were living in a tin house which continually flooded.

Vivian, her daughter, and her grandchildren called home what some would call unlivable.

Vivian, dripping with sweat and tears pressed her wet cheek against mine thanking us and thanking God. Earlier, she shared with us that she had dreamt that her family would receive a new house. She fully believed God would provide this home. Everybody she told said she was crazy.

Sure enough, God provided. And really, it is crazy. People that had never met her, raised thousands of dollars and came from all different countries to the place she was to build the home she believed God had promised.

Seeing how this family lived and how when we come together to give just a few short days of our lives can make such an impact made me grateful, yet I couldn’t help but feel a tinge of guilt. How can one continue on their normal way of life knowing that their own flesh and blood, brothers and sisters are in need?

We are the body.

Each one a part.

There should be no division in the body,

but we should have equal concern for each other.

If one part of us suffers, we all suffer together;

if one part of us is honored, we all rejoice together.

1 Corinthians 12

After this experience, I am still processing how I will respond, what this means for my life and what it means for those out there. But of one thing I am certain, there is Hope in unexpected places, and there is Love in the most broken foundations. 

As we drove away on our last day, after we had given them the keys to a new home of hope, Vivian’s granddaughter stood at the window waving goodbye with a smile of pure joy. For just a moment life made sense and things felt as though they were the way they ought to be. We are the body. Each one a part. Together we suffer. Together we rejoice.

Love the Lord your God with all your

heart • soul • mind •strength


 Love your neighbor as yourself.

There is no commandment greater than these.

Mark 12:30-31

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