Stories From Nica the Beautiful Part I

To all my friends, my family, and all the wonderful people who chose to support me during this journey,

I just wanted to spend a few moments to update you guys on what is happening here in Nicaragua. I want to update you with informational stuff about the ministry here, but also just want to share my heart with you.. So, because I have so much to say, so much that has went on this will be a two part blog. So part 1 begins in 3, 2, 1.. go!

Have you ever seen the movie Holes? 

Yeah, that has been a lot of what this month has looked like.. lol I have dug so many holes for poo spots for homes, or leveled out mountains so houses and bible schools can be built there. This month has been a month of many days of long hard physical labor, and I have loved it.

I love seeing so much progress in physical labor, in something being accomplished. I love the hard work. I actually got a compliment from one of the contacts we worked with; he said I worked like a Nicaraguan.

In our days working we have met some pretty incredible people. There not the most efficient people when it comes to work, but they will outlast anyone you put next to them on a day of work. They are some of the most innovative people I have ever met. Their hearts are beautiful and they love to laugh. They also love making us gringos famous. The other night at our service we were recorded during worship, and come to find out later that evening we found out it was a live broadcast and we were on television! Crazy eh?

Funny story to tell ya:  So me and my team are working hand in hand with another team this month, and we had been working all week leveling the ground at this site to get ready to build an adobe house next week. The contacts and our Pastora,  Pastora Louisa mentioned to us that morning we were going to clean some walls at some point during the day, but because we barely can speak or understand Spanish we misunderstood what she said. What we heard was “we were gonna put up some walls, and she wanted to bless us, so she told us after lunch one day we were going to go swimming”. We were stoked! So lunch came and went, and we all got ready to go swimming. We had a truck pick us all up and drove 3 miles out of town, the truck parked in the middle of the road and we all got out and begin to make our trek down this mountain of a hill. At the bottom of this hill you could see this beautiful oasis, a pool, a Pavilion that could hold our whole squad and a little bar area. Me and Gabe were so excited we were considering running down and diving in removing clothes as we ran; however it became apparent the closer we got this little oasis was void of any water.

All of the sudden in a split second our plans of swimming bombed out as we saw these guys in the pool void of water scrubbing walls.. hahahaha “they got jokes eh?”

Here is the beautiful thing about this: Our teams didn’t miss a beat. We all were laughing at how funny it was that we misunderstood what was said to us, and just like that within 2 min both our teams jumped in the pool and begin scrubbing the walls.

Another quick story for you (pics later): On one of our work sites there is this sweet lovely lady named Martinez. She is frail and weak, skinny as can be, but her spirits are high and is always smiling when she sees us. We are working on a site next to her home, so one day during our lunch we ventured over to her little adobe home and begin to talk with her. We found out she had no food, no water, and her son was sick. Our hearts were moved by the poverty of this woman and her situation. We went to the Lord and asked how we could bless this woman and her son. With the Lord placing this family on our hearts we went to a local store and bought this woman bags of rice, beans, gallons of water, and soap. When we came back to give her these items we spoke with her, and told her how our hearts were moved to bless her out of the abundance that the Lord has for her. We then asked her if we could pray with over her son as he slept in his bed, unresponsive due to his sickness. She agreed and we begin speaking life into this young man. We simply asked the Lord to move on our behalf, to move at the sound of our voices. We thanked Him for His faithfulness, and how He loves to heal, how He loves to set free, and how He has given us the authority to perform miracles, signs and wonders.. Then we left.

The next day we came back to the work site Martinez son was not only healed, but was not even at the house. He was gone out into the town with some of his friends. The Lord moved and not only healed this man, but gave testimony of His goodness, of His faithfulness to all of our contacts and everyone within this city. There are many more stories I could tell, and many stories you shall hear maybe over coffee or something when I get home eh eh? This next part, part two- will be to tell you of my heart, and where I’m at within these stories..