A Man After God’s Own Heart

Coming into this trip I thought our team was going to be all girls and that it was just going to be a huge mess of emotions. Little did I know that assumtion was not completely true. David is a 17 year old typical teenage guy on the outside, but his heart has something special inside. At first glance he seemed very out of place leading us around town with his bare feet and his tye-dye tshirt. My first thought screamed sketchy since I am a year older than him and my life is basically in his hands. All I needed though was a short amount of time with him to...

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There Are No Orphans of God

This past Friday my team and I went to a Orphanage just for girls. Earlier in the week someone explained to us that most if not all the girls in the orphanage are not really orphans. There parents are most probably still alive, but their parents did not want them, so they brought them to the orphanage. After hearing this it made me want to go even more. So Friday we set off to go. After about a 10 minute walk we were there. After a Teacher unlocked the front gate so we could come in. The teacher told us we had one hour to spend with the girls. As we walked through a few girls meet us...

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Not Medicine, But God

Getting sick was not only a struggle for me to do my ministry, but also a target of attack from Satan is what I was told.       For two whole days, I sat in Granada, Nicaragua away from my teammates who were back in El Guayabo. Two of the longest days of my life. Without my bible or my devotion book, I sat there until my stomach healed itself or until the medicine kicked in for those hours of pain.Slowly but surely, I felt a little better as time had passed. Getting to see my team on Monday, the 27th was amazing and I had the thought of;...

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Dancing with Pinatas

July 4th was a day of celebration, but not for Americas Independance.      Last wednesady my team and myself had the opportunity to go to a nursing home to mingle with the elderly.  Another team that we had previously talked with said all  you really do is “pick up” after the elderly. (When I say “pick up” I do not mean their toys.) Hearing this awesome news, I walked in with little enthusiasm.  Boy, did I make a mistake.     A teammate of mine, Ms. Mallory Rondeau, had struck up a conversation with two...

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Praying

Before I had to come to Nicaragua, I had always had this fear of praying out loud, or praying over people. I would only feel comfortable if I prayed by myself, in my room, and in my head. I always felt that if I prayed out loud or for people, I would mess up, or say the wrong thing, or just sound stupid. If someone would ask me to pray out loud, I would freak out, and just make it as quick and easy as possible. I did not like it at all. During this trip, I feel like God is showing me that I can pray out loud, and theres nothing to worry about. He has showed me the power of prayer, and that...

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Giving My Heart

For a while I have not feeling connected with my body or anything. I did not know for sure why so I talked to our translator named Jesse who we call Padre about it. He asked me where my heart was. I gave him that look of what do you mean, where is my heart? It seemed like such a silly question, but then he told me if your heart is not fully with God then what are you doing?We got into this conversation about how you have to live your life either fully for God or not at all. You can fool people but not God… WOW!So as I was praying about it a couple hours later I realized I have not...

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