Hello everyone!
Today, as you well know, is 11/11. It’s World Race day! I am around $500 dollars from my goal for December 1st, which is quickly approaching, so if you’d share this blog with your friends and family and perhaps any random stranger, it’d be much appreciated!
For those of you who do not know, the World Race is a mission trip that is just shy of a year — 11 months! We travel to 11 countries, one per month, throughout our time on the Race. It is a time of being intentional and listening to God’s voice. It is a time to see real need around the world and use our hands and our intellect to meet those needs, while sharing the love of God and the gospel. It is great. It is hard. It is beautiful. It is the best and the worst year of your life.
I’m asking you to partner financially with me in my race, so that I may impact eternity and partner with God in being an agent of reconciliation. When you donate, you, in turn, impact eternity.
I love each of my supporters and am so thankful for each of you!
Now, a little about Nicaragua, complete with video! I do apologize it’s so late.
Ministry was honestly all over the place. I don’t even know where to start. We worked in a village called Bethel most every day. What this looked like was going into the village and trying to find people to minister to. Obviously there were many days where our ministry looked like playing stickball in the street with a bunch of kids (who, by the way, like to argue over nearly every play). The last week of ministry, we put on a VBS for the kids of the village. We wanted our “play time” to be intentional in that we were building relationships with the kids so that they might come to know Jesus. Glory to God: 8 children in Bethel proclaimed faith in Jesus by the end of the week.
One day we prayed for a pig. Straight up. It had a fever and was lying on the ground for the majority of the day, so our friend, Yaya, asked us to pray for it. I won’t say it wasn’t awkward, because it definitely was, but through that experience, he taught us a lot about just how much he cares intimately for the fine details in life. Honestly, this pig, once it is grown, will probably feed a family in the village for a party or something.
So, the pig lived.
And we did, too. Through cold showers and the killing of four tarantulas (RIP), through days of house to house evangelism, through many hard times and many exciting victories, through really difficult goodbyes, and through lots and lots of laughter.
Jesus grew us. He challenged us. He called us out on our junk. It was awesome. It was painful. It was necessary.
I can tell you this: God is alive, and he is at work in Nicaragua, in the hearts of those who love him, and in some who do not yet know him but soon will.
Hope you enjoyed the video!
Grace and peace,
Sarah
