I’ve been praying really hard about God using me.
I know I came here with a purpose, however I wasn’t sure what that purpose was. Finding it was going to be a whole struggle in itself and I came here with the thought that a day or two in, I would discover what it was.
Well it’s day fourteen.
Coming to a country where I couldn’t even speak the language, has made that ten times harder. I can’t understand, let alone speak, which has left me with awkward head nods, avoiding (lack of) conversations, and a lot of self doubt. On top of that, I feel like I’m wasting time because I can’t communicate.
Then today, I went up to the school with my camera. I was swarmed with hugs and the words “foto.. foto.. foto..”, and that for sure is something I can understand. I got to engage with the little children and feel like I could love them just because I had a camera. Then they would take it with so much excitement, and I gladly let them. Some could barely hold it, but they looked so happy when they heard the shutter go off, that I had to just take the chance of them dropping it. Showing them the photo was even so exciting to them. I realized in that moment that they may have never had the chance to see themselves on a screen or even gotten to take a photo with a camera as big as both of their hands. They were so excited and joyful and I had the chance to help provide that. Maybe even the boy who would barely let go of the camera, find an interest and want to pursue it.
I found my way to connect with them, even without words.
I then, was able to suggest to the director of CICRIN, if it was possible to make a promo video for the orphanage to help raise awareness and funds. She expressed to me that she had been praying for something like that to come around. I realized that in this moment, this is why God had brought me to Nicaragua.
Because He answers prayers.
(my girls and I) (my little photographer)
