I’m Sitting In Nicaragua Right Now!

I’m not sure how long we traveled.  Left Oct. 2nd in the morning, crossed the border to Honduras, hopped on a little van until evening, waited on the side of the road for a long time until our ride came to get us, slept at a little church someplace in Honduras, got up at 3am to get to the bus station at 4, got on a NICE bus and stayed on that nice bus for over 12 hours.

Got off the bus, and still needed to find a way to get to Jinotepe and waited in the station until we found some taxis to take us. Our taxi driver, Pedro, likes driving fast. We got to Jinotepe safely, thank GOD, and are staying tonight in a little hotel. Sleep is coming very soon! I wanted to update all of you first.

 

Backing up, after we crossed the Honduras border, we started looking for a place to eat lunch. Up to this point, Paul had been driving some of us in one car, and Edgar was driving the rest of us in the other. At one of the intersections, we had a little accident. LITTLE, mom, don’t worry! We were all ok. Fender bender that was quickly cleared up. After a lunch of Wendy’s and Pizza Hut (NOT KIDDING. Honduras deceptively told me I was back in the states!), we drove to the bus station.

 

And this was where we split ways.       

               And THIS is where I should explain some things.

I’ve gotten really close to some of the Guatemalans. I lived in the same house as some of them, and some of them just spent a lot of time with us, and some of them did ministry right along with us. They became family to me; I wish you all could meet them! Edgar, Kevin, and Walter were the three who came with us to Honduras – we had to say goodbye to them, along with our contact Paul, in that crazy, chaotic, loud, insensitive bus station.

                     It is by the grace of God I didn’t break down and start crying right there.

                                             I was convinced I was going to.

I cried a little on the bus while we were driving away…it felt so weird leaving. I wanted to stay in Guatemala. We’d gotten to build such great friendships…it was hard to say goodbye.

 Left to right: Edgar, Walter, Kevin.

 

Goodbyes that are hard? They just tell me that there’s a lot of love in the mix. I care about my new brothers and sisters in Christ so much and love them with my whole heart, but I know I have to keep going. This is the task set before me, after all. God’s calling me to love His kids – and that’s what I’m doing.

 

I’m going to try to fill you in on more of the ministry we did in Puerto Barrios, Guatemala. About a wedding, a graduation, more about the orphanage, and more. It’s coming, I promise! I just don’t know when. I’m asking for your grace while I get things sorted out…

 

My team greatly appreciates your prayers! So keep us in them 🙂 They’re definitely making a huge difference…keep em coming! Love and miss you all, from Jinotepe, NICARAGUA!

 

p.s. Also, I need some help! I’m currently taking garlic pills, dousing myself in bugspray, and minimizing my skin exposure, BUT I’m still getting eaten ALIVE. Does anyone have any tips for me and the team?

                                                                                                   Thanks 🙂