Update Schumpdate.

I've been a super slacker with blogging.

Lo siento.

I've been having a little bit of writer's block, so I'll just update you with what we've been doing here in Nica. Hopefully, that'll spur some creative juices to get-ta flowing.

So today is day 20 in Nicaragua and I stinking love it…
(other than that I sweat a lot, but I am getting super tan, always a silver lining)

My team is with another all girls team, Sanctified 31. 

We are living at a Nueva Vida, which is a property that they hope to one day turn into a vocational school. Right now, there are only English classes, and sewing classes being held.

We do home visits in the neighborhoods around where we live.
One time I started thinking about when I was younger and my mom telling me that we had to clean up the house before people came over. Here, we just show up to people's houses and they just invite us in like we are apart of their family. It's super precious.

We visit a nursing home.
I think going to nursing homes in the states is fun, let's be honest, old people are funny. Here, add in the fact that I can't understand a single thing they are saying, fun factor x10. 

We go to a member of the church's house to help her make bread.
I just did it today for the first time, and it was an experience. The room was small, dark, wicked hot, and it was semi-awkward because my teammate Hannah and I, know VERY little Spanish. When I tried my poor excuse for speaking Spanish, the woman and her husband looked at me gave an awkward laugh that communicated that they didn't understand what I was saying. Lol. I love awkward moments.

We visit a home for specials needs teenagers and up.
The first day we were there we met a girl named Berta, and as we walked by her room, she was screaming, and the guy that was giving us a tour said, that she had to be locked up because she could hurt people. I was like, oh dang. Towards the end, when we were getting ready to leave, my teammate Christina, said that we should pray for her, and she wanted to ask the nannies to let her out. I said, "Why can't we just pray for her while she's in her room?" Christina said, "I'm not praying for her while she's in a cage." Lol. I love Christina's passion and determination for prayer and for people. So, she came out and we put hands on her in prayer and she was perfectly calm. 

My team did a day of street ministry in the main park.
We held signs that said, "Honk if you love Jesus," and "Free Hugs." All in Spanish obviously. Some of my team played cards in the park and would wait for people to come up to them and ask questions. It's not what you think as typical "ministry," but it brought a smile to people's faces, and that was good enough for me.

A couple times a week we go the hospital to pray for people.
The Lord has been teaching me a lot through our hospital visits, ohhh look! I think I have my next blog figured out now! See I told you, just writing anything would get my creative juices flowing!

Last but not least, we invest in relationships.
Teenage boys make up a decent percentage of the church here. Crazy, right? I think it's awesome. We spend lots of time with the boys. They come with us to the different ministries, and make us feel at home here in Nicaragua. Most of them speak English pretty well, so that helps. I'm positive that tears are going to be flowing when we leave next week. 

Oh, and we play soccer.

Not very well, but we play!