Author: Adventures

We have two weeks left before we’re back in the States. It seems impossible that two and a half months are gone; I’m so accustomed to life here now. I feel as though I could stay much longer. We have our daily routines, our nicknames for each other and the people here, all the banter, and birthday parties for each other and the kids. We know the restaurant owners, the taxi drivers, and the people in our neighborhood. It’s home now.   The past few weeks have been filled with strengthening relationships with the children, staff, and each other. We get along with the...

Take a deep breath in, now let it out. Some mornings after breakfast before our daily ministry a few girls and I have a stretch session. We often repeat those words as we do various stretches.  Take a deep breath in, now let it out.  Since my plane landed in Nicaragua almost two months ago, I started doing that. In the moments of newness,  after conversations with people, in the excitement, after a long day, when I’m exhausted, when I’m frustrated, after worship, when I’m happy, and out of relief, I breathe in the moment and let it sink in. I take a...

Take a deep breath in, now let it out. Some mornings after breakfast before our daily ministry a few girls and I have a stretch session. We often repeat those words as we do various stretches.  Take a deep breath in, now let it out.  Since my plane landed in Nicaragua almost two months ago, I started doing that. In the moments of newness,  after conversations with people, in the excitement, after a long day, when I’m exhausted, when I’m frustrated, after worship, when I’m happy, and out of relief, I breathe in the moment and let it sink in. I take a...