A couple weeks ago I had the incredible opportunity to travel to Honduras with a team from OCC. We were there for six days, and almost every day we took part in putting on seminars for church leaders, teachers, and people from different communities. I had to speak several times on worship, and the response from the people I spoke to was incredible. “Preaching” is not a skill that I’m confident in, and it’s definitely out of my comfort zone. But God absolutely used one of my weaknesses to bring Him glory, and I’m especially thankful that He chose me.

The whole week was incredible. The weather was perfect, the people were so hospitable and loving, we ate GREAT food, our camp was extremely nice and comfortable. I truly don’t have anything bad or negative to say about our trip there. There were several moments that I saw or felt God move throughout the week. But there is one specific instance that has been on my mind ever since we left.


A lot of past mission trips I’ve been on has been filled with hard labor. Building houses, extreme cleaning, setting up and tearing down mobile clinics. But if I could describe this trip in one word, it would be “listen”. I listened a lot. We put on seminars almost every day, so most of my time was spent sitting and listening to sermons, translators, and all kinds of different messages with a wide range of topics. At the end of one specific message the person speaking encouraged everyone in the room to just sit in silence and listen to what God was trying to say to them. He made everyone close their eyes, bow their head, and just listen. Don’t pray, don’t think, just listen.

At first, my mind was filled with all of these different thoughts. Just random things would pop into my mind, or I would start to pray. But I had to make a conscious effort to just be still, and be silent. We sat in silence for a long time, but I’m glad we did. At first it was awkward, and then it became serene. It took a while for me to block out all of the distractions in my mind and to just wait and hear what God was trying to communicate to me. Then, all of a sudden, I heard:


This phrase God gave me impacted every situation, every circumstance, every single moment I encountered for the rest of the week. And it still resonates with me now. Every time I saw the face of a child light up with a smile, every time I heard laughter, every time I walked outside and saw the palm trees, every time I heard the collective sound of people worshipping through song, I heard Jesus say in the back of my mind:

“Don’t you see me?”

Life can be so mundane, so boring. Every task and every conversation seems to have no meaning. We become numb to life and the moments we experience. But my encouragement to you is to see Jesus in everything. Because He is speaking to you, He is trying to show you something beautiful. He is trying to communicate his unfailing love for you through moments that you may be missing. So always be looking, always be expectant, and always look for Jesus, because He is asking,

“Don’t you see me?”