You'd think that after 4 years of
trying to learn Spanish that I'd know something, but oh geez when I
go to a place like Nicaragua I'm reminded of how much I suck at
Spanish. I have to believe there is hope for me yet, but up until
this point I haven't had much luck. I did have a real proud Spanish
speaking moment though. I've been in Nicaragua this past week helping
to lead our high school mission team, and we were out shopping on
Friday, and a little lost. We were looking for a little shop called
Rosanna's, so I stopped a guy to ask for directions. “Hola, Como
estas? Donde esta Rosanna's?”
Now just encase you start to feel a
little proud of me too for being so bold, please understand how
completely pathetic that is. Why am I proud of that!? I learn that
in Chapter 1 Spanish 1. I digress. Maybe there is no hope for
me.... oh well. Next attempt: Arabic.
Out in the country-side of rural
Nicaragua there are rows of green and sometimes smoky Volcanoes that
make up the skyline. We spent the week in Chunco a little farming
village putting on a day-camp field day kind of extravaganza called
the CHONCO OLYMPICS. It was a marvelous success. Throughout, the
week we played baseball, 100 meter race, a 1 mile race, that game
where you see how far you can throw a big heavy rock, basketball,
soccer, sumo wrestling and a few relays.
At the end of the week we shared the
gospel with the kids and saw about 25 people total make a decision
towards Christ. It was a very powerful moment. It's just amazing
the way God uses all of us. Though normal days, and through
out-of-the-ordinary experiences he has placed us directly in the
midst of the people that he's chosen us to minister to. Sometimes
I'm so caught up into my own mind that I lose track of God working
right around me.
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| Volcano Smoke |
In that moment with those Nicaraguan
kids, it was certainly hard to ignore though.
Here are some pictures from the week:
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