Once again I find myself in a bus in a foreign country. I do not feel foreign or weird, this life of traveling and missions is a place I feel at home.
This past week I had the awesome opportunity to travel with Revolution Student Ministries from Plainview, TX. We worked with Castillo del Rey (Castle of the King) out of Managua, Nicaragua. If you read this blog, you know how much I loved Nicaragua when I was here on the World Race. I didn’t work with the same ministry, same team and we weren’t in the same area but I still love it here.
Our team of youth learned dances and dramas to perform in and around the Boaco region. We stayed in a church, slept on mats on the floor, took bucket showers, (hopefully) learned toilet paper goes in the trash after 3 clogged toilets, rode on a school bus for up to 2 hours a day, danced in the rain, helped each other finish food, prayed for people and more to reach people for the Kingdom.
A typical day looked like breakfast (usually with beans and rice) around 7:30 am, 2 programs in the morning, lunch (more beans and rice), 2 more programs, sometimes a church service, then dinner (beans and rice) and bed around 11 pm. It was a very busy week for everyone. It usually rained on us during programs or when we went into the community to invite kids to the programs and all night. When it wasn’t raining, the humidity was out of control and the sun shined brightly.
This has been an amazing trip and it is awesome to see how God not only worked in Nicaragua but how the youth have changed as well. They have seen the poor, fought off the enemy, talked and invited people that don’t speak the same language, made kids laugh, danced their heart’s out – even if they missed a step here or there, they were and are warriors for Christ; they experienced life differently this week and there has been a change.
I am not sure they can even see the change that has happened in themselves, but I can. Student leaders stepped up in the group, joy and light is in their eyes, they are quick to pray for people, & they expect God to move. And He does.
It has been a great privilege to work with this group this week from the Castillo del Rey team who made it all possible to the students and leaders that said “yes!” when God called them to Nicaragua.
Once again I find myself in a bus in a foreign country. I do not feel foreign or weird, this life of traveling and missions is a place I feel at home.
This past week I had the awesome opportunity to travel with Revolution Student Ministries from Plainview, TX. We worked with Castillo del Rey (Castle of the King) out of Managua, Nicaragua. If you read this blog, you know how much I loved Nicaragua when I was here on the World Race. I didn’t work with the same ministry, same team and we weren’t in the same area but I still love it here.
Our team of youth learned dances and dramas to perform in and around the Boaco region. We stayed in a church, slept on mats on the floor, took bucket showers, (hopefully) learned toilet paper goes in the trash after 3 clogged toilets, rode on a school bus for up to 2 hours a day, danced in the rain, helped each other finish food, prayed for people and more to reach people for the Kingdom.
This has been an amazing trip and it is awesome to see how God not only worked in Nicaragua but how the youth have changed as well. They have seen the poor, fought off the enemy, talked and invited people that don’t speak the same language, made kids laugh, danced their heart’s out – even if they missed a step here or there, they were and are warriors for Christ; they experienced life differently this week and there has been a change.
I am not sure they can even see the change that has happened in themselves, but I can. Student leaders stepped up in the group, joy and light is in their eyes, they are quick to pray for people, & they expect God to move. And He does.
It has been a great privilege to work with this group this week from the Castillo del Rey team who made it all possible to the students and leaders that said “yes!” when God called them to Nicaragua.
