Where the Spirit of the Lord is there is freedom
Hey there one and all. I haven't updated in the longest time ever, and I was seriously meaning to on different occasions, but it just never happened. Heh, but anyhow, I'M BACK FROM PANAMA!!! It's kind of a bittersweet thing, but I had a great trip, and I met lots of people who I'm going to miss a lot, but then again it's nice to be home. It's so weird thinking that it's over though. *sigh* It went by so fast, and I miss it...although I'm glad I'm not there right now considering I FEEL LIKE CRAP. *tear* But it's all good. I miss everyone so much though, and I had a dream this morning that you all forgot that I was alive, and that made me sad. Hahaha, blah I feel like I'm coughing up a lung or something.
It's so weird thinking that the trip is over after waiting for so many months and preparing that much, and now it's over. It's also weird that the summer is already half over...man, that sucks. Anyway, on June 28...(ew man, that's gross. I just missed the trashcan and spit on the floor)...at like six Caty, me and Hope got up and went to the airport, and we flew and flew until we made it to Miami. Oh, and we like almost missed our connecting flight. :O We met up with the Simonaire girls in the airport, and I stuck with Lydia which was a huge blessing, cuz she really helped me find my way around and stuff.
I'll try not to get too detailed with this entry lol, cuz I seriously will if I don't restrain myself. Anyway, that night we met our teams and had drama tryouts, and that was pretty fun. I was a mime which is without a doubt the hardest, yet most boring part in the drama. My team was awesome, and I love my leaders a lot. The second day we were in Miami we did the drama like a thousand million times, and I think we were in Miami one more day doing the drama and spanish training and stuff, and then at like noon the next day we left for Panama, had a four hour layover in Costa Rica, made it to Panama by like one in the morning, went to bed at like 3, and then we were up and 6:30 for our first day on the town. It was pretty crazy, but God gave us the strength we needed.
It was so amazing. The first day we went to an all girls orphanage, and there were almost 30 girls there, and during the drama I was just praying that at least a few of the girls would understand it and be saved, but then I stopped myself, and I was like, "why am I only asking for some of them," so I prayed that all of them would ask Jesus into their hearts. When our leader asked if anyone wanted to accept Christ into their lives almost every single girl raised her hand. It was pretty cool.
It was so humbling seeing that their "good" part of town is worse then our worst, and it makes me want to punch a lot of complaining people...like myself. Heh. The second work day we went to a soup kitchen, and the kids there were so in love with us. It was so crazy, cuz they were jumping all over us and stuff. :) This one little girl was on my back until we had to leave. I was looking forward to going to the orphanages more in the beginning, but I have to say that I liked going to the high schools more. We went to this public high, and I talked with this one girl kind of, but she didn't really know english, but anyway someone told me that the girl was a Christian, and she was really glad we were doing the drama, because it would give her a chance to witness to her friends, so that was cool to find out. I was feeling kind of useless though, cuz all these people on my team were praying with all these people, and I was just trying to talk to people, buut I didn't know spanish, so it wasn't working that well, and I was getting kind of discouraged about that. Then after lunch that day this girl and I went out and talked to some of the students and handed out pens, and I was talking to these two girls who knew english, and I was telling her how I felt bad about not really knowing the language, and she made me feel better, but anyway. Haha...then when we had to do the drama for the third time that day I got to talk to the stuck up girls, and then they asked for someone else to talk to. Hehe, but I'll never see them again so I don't care.
Buut the coolest part was the next day when we went to a "christian" high school, and after the drama we're supposed to go out and talk to people, and I usually didn't like going out and talking to people without going with someone else, but no one was in the back, and there was a bunch of people talking to the people up front, sooo I wandered to the back of the audience and spoke the few setences of spanish I know, and thank God an interrupter came and helped me out, and this group of girls asked if I would pray with them. I could tell they actually meant it, because they had tears in their eyes, and that was just really neat and humbling for me, since just the day before I felt useless and whatever. Then I talked to these other girls, and the interrupter and I asked them if they died today they would know if they would go to heaven or not, and they looked really uneasy, and they finally shook their heads no, and so we got to tell them how they could be sure and stuff, and the asked God to come into their lives. It was so awesome. Then a few rows back all these guys were laughing and being dumb, and the lady translator told me this one guy wanted to meet me, so we asked him the pervious question, and we got to pray with him as well. I hope he meant it, but if he didn't he definitely has some stuff to be thinking about.
This entry could probably go on for a long, long time. All I can say is that the trip was amazing...even though I got all sick the night we had to leave. I have a lot more to say (of course hehe) but I have to go now. It took me forever to write this entry, cuz my aunt who's like 16 and me and Phil have been talking. Anyhow...I miss all you guys so call me or something, cuz our IM isn't working at the moment. *tear*
It's so weird thinking that the trip is over after waiting for so many months and preparing that much, and now it's over. It's also weird that the summer is already half over...man, that sucks. Anyway, on June 28...(ew man, that's gross. I just missed the trashcan and spit on the floor)...at like six Caty, me and Hope got up and went to the airport, and we flew and flew until we made it to Miami. Oh, and we like almost missed our connecting flight. :O We met up with the Simonaire girls in the airport, and I stuck with Lydia which was a huge blessing, cuz she really helped me find my way around and stuff.
I'll try not to get too detailed with this entry lol, cuz I seriously will if I don't restrain myself. Anyway, that night we met our teams and had drama tryouts, and that was pretty fun. I was a mime which is without a doubt the hardest, yet most boring part in the drama. My team was awesome, and I love my leaders a lot. The second day we were in Miami we did the drama like a thousand million times, and I think we were in Miami one more day doing the drama and spanish training and stuff, and then at like noon the next day we left for Panama, had a four hour layover in Costa Rica, made it to Panama by like one in the morning, went to bed at like 3, and then we were up and 6:30 for our first day on the town. It was pretty crazy, but God gave us the strength we needed.
It was so amazing. The first day we went to an all girls orphanage, and there were almost 30 girls there, and during the drama I was just praying that at least a few of the girls would understand it and be saved, but then I stopped myself, and I was like, "why am I only asking for some of them," so I prayed that all of them would ask Jesus into their hearts. When our leader asked if anyone wanted to accept Christ into their lives almost every single girl raised her hand. It was pretty cool.
It was so humbling seeing that their "good" part of town is worse then our worst, and it makes me want to punch a lot of complaining people...like myself. Heh. The second work day we went to a soup kitchen, and the kids there were so in love with us. It was so crazy, cuz they were jumping all over us and stuff. :) This one little girl was on my back until we had to leave. I was looking forward to going to the orphanages more in the beginning, but I have to say that I liked going to the high schools more. We went to this public high, and I talked with this one girl kind of, but she didn't really know english, but anyway someone told me that the girl was a Christian, and she was really glad we were doing the drama, because it would give her a chance to witness to her friends, so that was cool to find out. I was feeling kind of useless though, cuz all these people on my team were praying with all these people, and I was just trying to talk to people, buut I didn't know spanish, so it wasn't working that well, and I was getting kind of discouraged about that. Then after lunch that day this girl and I went out and talked to some of the students and handed out pens, and I was talking to these two girls who knew english, and I was telling her how I felt bad about not really knowing the language, and she made me feel better, but anyway. Haha...then when we had to do the drama for the third time that day I got to talk to the stuck up girls, and then they asked for someone else to talk to. Hehe, but I'll never see them again so I don't care.
Buut the coolest part was the next day when we went to a "christian" high school, and after the drama we're supposed to go out and talk to people, and I usually didn't like going out and talking to people without going with someone else, but no one was in the back, and there was a bunch of people talking to the people up front, sooo I wandered to the back of the audience and spoke the few setences of spanish I know, and thank God an interrupter came and helped me out, and this group of girls asked if I would pray with them. I could tell they actually meant it, because they had tears in their eyes, and that was just really neat and humbling for me, since just the day before I felt useless and whatever. Then I talked to these other girls, and the interrupter and I asked them if they died today they would know if they would go to heaven or not, and they looked really uneasy, and they finally shook their heads no, and so we got to tell them how they could be sure and stuff, and the asked God to come into their lives. It was so awesome. Then a few rows back all these guys were laughing and being dumb, and the lady translator told me this one guy wanted to meet me, so we asked him the pervious question, and we got to pray with him as well. I hope he meant it, but if he didn't he definitely has some stuff to be thinking about.
This entry could probably go on for a long, long time. All I can say is that the trip was amazing...even though I got all sick the night we had to leave. I have a lot more to say (of course hehe) but I have to go now. It took me forever to write this entry, cuz my aunt who's like 16 and me and Phil have been talking. Anyhow...I miss all you guys so call me or something, cuz our IM isn't working at the moment. *tear*