Perhaps
it was the Nicaraguan sun that dried out my words, or maybe it is the lack of
sleep. Either way, I cannot fully describe the beautiful atmosphere that our
team has entered. I am not just talking about the delicious breeze. Although
the wind cools our skin from the warm sun which lights up the bright blue sky. That
would be bragging… : P
What I am trying to talk about is something that runs so
much deeper. When we arrived at the school half asleep, we were greeted
wholeheartedly from the entire school community. The auditorium was decorated
with balloons and streamers. NiƱos were screaming and jumping up and down, the pre-schoolers
stretched their arms toward us, the students our age received us with toothy
smiles, and the teachers excitedly introduced us to each class.
After officially
meeting the kids our age, we were invited to attend a chapel that the classes
had prepared in honour of our arrival. There was singing, dancing, and scripture
reading. After introducing ourselves to the school, children lined up for
pictures and autographs. Most girls flocked Jamo, Wes, and Jared; giggling as
the boys nervously glanced at one another while the girls on the team struggled
to sign all the papers being pushed toward them.
Chicken, rice, beans, and
salad were served for lunch with a beverage of your choice. After stuffing
ourselves, the team waddled out to the bus with our new amigos ready to tour a
little bit of Nicaragua.
There were many eye-opening moments that happened
today as we chatted away with our new friends. It was refreshing to be with
another community of Christians. It allows us to see the strengths that each of
our community withholds. It was amazing seeing how lively the community is here
in Nicaragua. And yet, despite our differences it still blows my mind that in
the grand scheme of things, we are the body of Christ. This was evident when my
friend and I were listening to music. A Spanish version of Hillsong’s Everlasting song started to play. We both
broke into song, praising God together in Spanish and English. We’re brothers
and sisters through Jesus. It doesn’t matter about the language barrier because
together we strengthen one another through Christ.
~Kirsten~
Great story, and so well written. May your language barriers continue to disappear.
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