I was invited to speak at the Seminario Baxter, sort of a lectureship, at the Baxter Institute in Tegucigalpa, Honduras. I wish I could say that I returned with words of great wisdom, but the main speaker I heard was me, and you know how little wisdom comes out of my mouth.
There were brothers there from Panama, Dominican Republic, El Salvador, Nicaragua, Guatemala, Cuba, Perú, Colombia, Costa Rica and Honduras (I probably missed a country or two). Dan Coker, one of my professors from back in the day, was the main speaker. I was a lowly class teacher, but teaching four two-hour sessions on Thursday and Friday (two each day) was enough to wear me out. Add to that the fact that Baxter is built on the side of a hill, and I was one tired puppy as I dropped into bed each night.
I will mention that I found the living conditions to be fairly uncomfortable: hot, no air conditioning, no hot water several days, lots of noise, lots of mosquitoes, constant diet of tortillas, beans and rice. I was having a minor pity party, then I realized that these were my living conditions for 5 days; most of the brothers endured such conditions (and much worse!) all of the time. I was rather frustrated with myself for being so spoiled.
I’ll admit to not always being a fan of preacher schools, but I was very impressed with the guys I met there. We had a wonderful time together. I look forward to going back sometime in the future.