You're the God of this city...

I arrived in Jenotepe, Nicaragua 3 days ago and I feel like I have been here for a month already. I have enjoyed these three days of making lots of new friends. Right now I am working with a church ministry. I am living with my friend Rachel and the pastors of the church family. I am very blessed to be surrounded around so many Godly people.

I really don't know where to start... There has been so much going on that I really can't start telling you how amazing it is here. In my whole life I have never seen so many people starving in Central America. Nicaragua reminds me of Africa, but with Latinos. It is considered the 2nd poorest in the western hemisphere, Haiti is number 1. My heart breaks for the people here in every way.

Yesterday, as I walked into one of the barrios (small village) I felt darkness and spiritual warfare. My heart just stopped and it skipped a breath. I felt the darkness that the people live in. As I started to walk away to the streets I started to worship God singing "you're the God of this City" I started to pray for the village. I raised my hands up to Jesus to break the chains of drugs, alcohol, depression, suicide, and violence! People were just staring at me like I was a crazy lady! hahahaha... I am a crazy lady for JESUS!

Nicaragua is a broken country. It thirst for Jesus. I can tell you that 75% of families here don't grow up in a home with a father, and if they do their father beats up the the mother for drugs or alcohol. This is a country of the fatherless, but you know what? God is their Father! He loves them more then I could ever love them.

Today I was able to spend time with a very special family that has stolen my heart. God blessed me with a few extra dollars that I was able to take them out to a restaurant for the first time. I told them that they could order anything they wanted and they all screamed with a cheer of JOY. As we finished our meal the mom told me thank you and that this was the first meal that they have eaten in 3 days.I can't imagine going hungry for 3 days. This family grew up in an abusive home and one of the children were sexually molested... My heart just hurts!!!!!

Why do we still stand there and let this happen? We go on with our normal lives and live the same way that we are comfortable with. You might read this story and say "wow this is sad" then go back to the same way you are living. Why if this was your family? your child? We are children of God. These are God children!

Please lift up Nicaragua up in prayer and for my time here. Thank you for reading this and for being part of this journey with me.