Hey just want to let everyone know that we had a great time in Nicaragua with a ton of eye opening experiences. When I came back I tried to turn on my computer and it wouldn't work so I brought it to the apple workshop which is called "i con" here I'm not too sure why. I'm going to go pick it up on Monday hopefully I wont have lost all my pictures and videos!!! I don't think so.
I don't have the computer for too long but I want to tell you a little bit about our increidble week! We left San Jose on Thursday morning on the Tica Bus which is a popular bus that goes to many Central American countries and began our journey to Nicaragua. It was a 6 hour bus ride to the border but about half way through the air conditioning on the bus broke. Although it is winter here it's still about 80 degrees and humid so it got hot! The windows we're screwed shut so people started pulling out screwdrivers and we unscrewed the windows. Even with the windows open we were all sweating like crazy. We took pictures while we were on the bus and in the beginning you can see we look fresh and clean and by the end our faces are covered in sweat.
When we stopped at the border on the Costa Rica side we went in and gave them our passports they checked everything out and stamped us to go on through, we didn't have any problems there thankfully. Then we got back in the bus they took us across to Nicaragua but before we reached the other side where we would have to go out we went through this car wash type thing to disinfect the bus from anything that might be on it. Costa Rica/ Nicaragua take great percaution but The States and Mexico you could just drive on through. Interesante verdad? So we went though that and stopped at the other side where we gave the Tica Bus attendent our passports so they could go and get them stamped for us while we went through costumes which entailed putting our bag on the table and opening your bag for the guy who doesn't even take a look. Before we left on of the people on the base Pablo, who is and incredible photographer if any of you would like to see some of his photo's let me know, told us how he was going to go to Nicaragua for a month and for some of the time he was going to be working at the border with kids who are selling themselves. Since Nicaragua is so poor these kids try everything they can in order to stay alive even if that means sacrificing their purity. It was such a depressing thing to think about, all those kids that I saw had been taken advantage of and degraded that they don't think they are good for anything. But they are and that is why I am so happy God is calling Pablo to go to those kids and tell them about another way of life they live.
After all that we made our way to Diriamba, Nicaragua where the YWAM base is located. If any of you have ever watched Lost the TV show it looks like where the "others" lived. There is a field of grass with palm trees and perfectly kept houses/cabins. The funny thing is it was located in a bario with the worst reputation in Diriamba. The last night I was talking to one of the Teachers at the base who told me that they had recently encountered a couple who lived in another bario near by and the couple told them that YWAM had done some amazing work in that bario. It had the worst reputation for crime, theft, and abuse and now although it still has that reputation it doesn't go on anymore and they see the work the Lord is doing in that community. I know if just filled that man with joy. All we can do is plant the seed, we can't do anything that will make that tree grow but the trees are growing in Bario Berlin and it is so obvious.
The first day we got in late afternoon and just set our stuff down went over the base's ground rules and ate dinner. But after dinner was a treat. They took us out to Eskimo, the cheapest most delicious ice cream place. They gave us a limit of 40 quartabas and everything on the menu was way less than that. Just so you know how inexpensive Nicaragua is. About 20 quartabas are equal to 1 US dollar. That means that everything on that menu, huge ice creams where in the states would be about 5, was less than $2.
Friday we did a kids ministry called Nica Ninos on the base. That was where the kids from the bario all came in and we sung songs, did a little drama, played a few games, then their favorite thing to do... played soccer! Those kids are so good at soccer it amazed me. I mean all they have to do is go to another country try out for their soccer team then they will be out of poverty in a second! haha I know it's not that easy althought I wish it was.
Saturday was my personal favorite day and I believe the most impacting for our team. We went to La Chureca which in english is the dump. The dump is in the capital of Nicaragua, Managua, and it is a entire community of over 1000 families living in the cities dump. These people live on top of trash. They find things from all the trash to make their homes and go to the bathroom where ever they please. Originally when we got to Nicaragua we knew we wanted to go to La Chureca but didn't have any contacts there so we were planning on just going and figuring it out on our own. But when we arrived at the YWAM base one of the staff started talking to a girl who was visiting Nicaragua and asked what she was planning to do. She told him that she has connections with people at La Chureca and was on her way to go do ministry there for a little while. Steve, our staff, was ecstatic! God was so faithful once again. He knew that we had La Chureca on our hearts and he made that ministry happen for us. Before entering the dump we went to a local Christian church who does a ton of help inside the dump with kids, youth, a school, counciling, and gives out meals. This was our connection we met from that girl. The pastor, his wife, and their other worker were so friendly and happy that a group of people wanted to come help out in a garbage town! They don't get much help so it was a huge blessing to them. They lead us in to the area they do a lot of work in which although we thought was bad we didn't find out till later we didn't go to the other side which is fully covered with trash. The smell is horrible too! They burn all the trash so you constantly smell burning trash and it makes many people nautious.
There we gathered up a bunch of kids and put on a performance for them along with some songs. Due to me being white, tall, and blonde I either scare the kids or they all run to me since they are so infatuated by such a creature. "Gringa! Gringa!" is the name I get called most, I love it though. A little boy ran up to me in the beginning and he ended up being my best friend. He sat on my lap while we watched a drama and during everything else he ended up on my shoulders! I was later feeling the cost of love on my back but that was not important at all. Earlier that day we got confronted with the question "will you be willing to touch a human being who is sitting in trash all day long" althought we don't think about those kind of questions often it really hit my heart. I never thought about it in that way, I would never ever dig in trash myself so would I be willing to touch someone who lives in it? The answer came directly from God. It didn't matter if that little boy had been swimming in the sewer for hours before we got there. God gave me His heart and eyes for that boy. I fell in love with Him just as God has fallen in love with every one of us. The thing that shocked so many of us was that the one thing they asked for was water! They didn't ask for food or our jewlery they asked for water. In the beginning we were told not to start handing things out to the kids because then they will believe white=presents. So we developed a realtionship with these kids. Before we got to the dump we had stopped and bought galletas, juice, toothbrushes, and crackers for the kids that we were going to give them at the end. I although I already had a water bottle decided to buy another one. Yes a simple meaningless gesture but I just felt like I wanted to buy a water bottle for myself. Once that boy looked in my eyes and said "agua?" I knew God was telling me, that water you bought is for him. While the little boy was waiting patiently for our group to come around with crackers and cookies I ran and got that water bottle out of the van. When I handed him that water bottle and saw his eyes light up like a full moon I got reminded once more why God has called me to the nations. That one small thing like giving that little boy fresh water was probably the best thing he had been given in a long time.
I am the youngest in my family and all the people I surrounded myself with were older. I never babysitted and the only time I did I got fired for being late. I just am not good with kids. I didn't enjoy being around Children. But this trip has really opened up my heart and began to develop a passion to help out kids. On Monday we went to a Library that was started by a missionary many of our group memeber knew. We did arts and crafts with the kids and they all ended up making dozens of pictures and bracelets out of pipe cleaners for us. This was just another thing that made my heart get a little softer for children.
I loved my experience in Niacaragua it was so amazing and opened my eyes to a world I had never seen before. I have so much more I want to say and so many pictures I want to share with you guys but I don't have time right now to do that. I am going to try to get to a computer as soon as I can and finish the rest of my story!
Thank you guys for reading I love you all