Last month, Don Ubil, Grace Nuzzi and I took one of our boys José Luis Arita (lovingly known as Arita) to “find” his mother. He had not seen his mother in 6 years, and we were literally looking for a needle in a haystack. We arrived in Corquin, Honduras, not knowing if she was alive or dead, asking about her. Arita had last been to this area when he was 3 years old, and then went to live with his father, and then was put in different orphanages until he came to us. In all honestly, we thought she could have been dead. However, we found her. Amigos de Jesús reunited one of our boys with his mother. He got to smile, hug, talk, and look at his mother again. He was reunited with his little brother, 10 years old, who looks like a mini Arita. The moments were breathtaking. I waited to cry until we were back at the hogar, and cry I did. Since then, Arita has been able to stay in contact with his mother, and we are planning on continuing to grow their relationship.
To me, this is Amigos. A place for growth. A place to form relationships. A place where we answer God’s call to serve our brothers and sisters in Christ. What happens on the ground here is NOT of me, or the volunteers or of the board. It is of Christ. It is a small glimpse of his glorious kingdom. Amigos, the hogar, has decided to answer a call. A call that is bigger than just feeding and clothing street kids. It is more than just a place where our boys get food and shelter. We have the potential to influence a new generation of Hondurans; the opportunity to create more growth and change in each boy we ingress into the Hogar.
In God’s hands our boys find a home here. I am blessed to have the opportunity to witness and play a role in Amigos de Jesús.