Im Going to Miss This Place

So the past week has been one of the best weeks of my life. During the first week and a half of this trip I would have told you that I wouldn’t be sad if we left early and that I would not have a desire to come back. But, for some reason this last week has made me realize how much I love Nicaragua and how much I am going to miss everybody here.

I feel like everybody here is family to me.

The thought of never seeing them again after this trip really pains me and I know I will never forget them.

On Friday we played mud soccer in the rain and just this past Saturday I hiked up an active volcano with some of my team members, as well as Carlos, Carlitos and Jose. The view from the top was one of the most stunning I had ever seen. It seemed like something straight out of a movie.

I felt as if I was in Rio, Brazil. Also, I never thought I would appreciate exotic insects so much. There were different types of beetles with bright yellows and reds on them, and some with bright shades of blue as well. Even the rock formations on the volcano and the volcanoes next to it were breathtaking.

Friday afternoon we went to the beach and I swam in the Pacific for the first time in my whole life and it was surprisingly warm! We played beach soccer and volleyball and it was truly the time of my life. The next day we went shopping and I got wonderful gifts for everyone in my family. Yesterday I lead worship for the first time in my life and it really touched me and helped me experience the Lord in an amazing way.

I was also really touched by how the Nicaraguans worshipped the Lord. None of them were especially talented in the musical area, but none of them really payed attention to how they sounded, they only cared about worship. It really opened my eyes to how much we care about the superficial things even when we worship God. We sometimes care more about how we look to others when we worship than how we look to God.

Also, last night we watched a movie and did each-other’s nails.

Nicaragua is a special place and I hope to come back someday.

            With Love,

                        Elia Roys

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