I realize that I've been less than diligent in my blogging lo' these many months; the very real grief that has set in as a result of being physically separated from my beloved community of Los Laureles only seems to intensify when I sit down to blog. Thus I've chosen to ignore this little corner of my world, hoping instead that it might die an inconspicuous death; mourned by none, namely myself. I find myself though being drawn back here as of late to bring to light the plight of dear Sergio - whom I miss with every fiber of my being. I have very real doubts that anyone other than hand-full may still be reading this but regardless, I feel led to ask for prayer for him.
He's in a bad way - after his baptism in July, for whatever reason, he never connected in with the local Mennonite church in La Ceiba, or any church for that matter. He's been adrift, allowing the winds of life to blow him where they might. He feels lonely, completely alone and purposeless. He wants to stay in Laureles, then he wants to move across the country, then he wants to come illegally to the United States. He feels betrayed by his sometimes girlfriend, abandonded by me and out of earshot of God. Sergio is not in a good place emotionally or spiritually and I would ask that you pray for him - for protection, comfort and companionship. For a deepening sense of God in his life and what God has for him.