Nicaragua
After the night service I broke down during the altar call. I went and secluded myself in a corner with my face to a wall and prayed for my family. I’m desperate for their salvation. I wept for them.
It’s so intense here. The people are so hard to minister to. They refuse to show any emotion or reaction to anything. They’re so hard and lifeless. I was praying for a lady in an old beat up church with no supplies and she finally let go. She stared shaking and jumping in circles until she fell to her knees. I was praying for her and out of nowhere she got up and dried her tears. She acted as if nothing had ever happened. She acted like she had never seen me before and didn’t want anything to do with us.
Something similar happened at the night service we did. I was praying for a lady and about twenty minutes after I started she went face down onto the floor, but just like the other lady she quickly got up and showed no emotion.
Why are they so dry? So locked up? So afraid? It breaks my heart. It really hit me hard today that this is my calling. I belong here. We’re leaving for Panama on Monday and I won’t be back for another year. It went so fast. When will I finally be able to fulfill my calling? What will happen after that? All I know is that God’s going to do more than I ever imagined.
After service we came to the church and practiced skits and dances we learned and learned a new one. We didn’t get to bed until two in the morning, but I keep telling myself, “Suck it up missionary”.
The skit we learned is absolutely amazing. It’s a ten minute human video called Puppet Master. It gives me chills. I’m not actually in it, but it’s captivating. It starts with a girl lying lifeless on her knees. Jesus walks in an with the beat of the music he begins to move one arm and then the next like a puppet and then he puts life into her as he picks her up.
She spins off as he controls her and she comes back to him and he gives her the control to the puppet strings, he gives her control over her life. As she moves in her new freedom two demons slowly come in. there’s a sound in the song and one goes down to the floor as she turns her head in his direction and the other stands up. The sound comes again and they switch. It’s really creepy. Finally she’s able to see them and they attack her as they try to get the puppet control.
They try and try but can’t so they back off and Satan is on a chair in the back. He slowly turns around at the sound of thunder. He comes down to torment her. It’s so uncanny. He finally get the control and she falls to the floor as if she’s dead. The demons pick her up and stand her up in front of Satan, who’s on the chair again. They tie up her arms and torture her.
Satan takes the puppet control, and with the beat of the music, he forces her and his demons to the right, then left, then forward, and then back again. As they’re doing this their feet are staying in place as they thrust their bodies back and forth.
Then one of the demons takes a knife and cuts the invisible rope holding up one of her arms. As her arm falls limp to her side he passes the knife to the other demon and he cuts down the other arm. He hand the knife to Satan and he cuts the rope above her head. She falls dead on the floor like she was in the very beginning.
The demons go out into the audience and get up in their faces. They go back to the girl and hover over her with Satan. At the climax of the song the girl lifts her hands and screams out the name of Jesus.
Satan and his demons leave and she falls back to the floor. Jesus comes in and gives her life again and he gives her control of her life again just like he did in the beginning. Satan quickly returns and tries to take control again but Jesus beats him up and kicks him off the stage. Jesus throws the two demons off the stage. He goes toward the girl but she begins to spin, controlling herself as he watches. Eventually she goes back to him and she gives him control.
She sadly walks away until a certain point in the song comes when Jesus throws the control away giving her complete freedom. As he throws it she gracefully leaps in joy and comes running to Jesus and jumps into his arms. He lifts her up and twirls her around in the air. When he puts her down they begin to waltz about the stage and in the very end her embraces her and they hug.
It’s absolutely beautiful. It’s creepy, but amazing. I can’t wait to film it and bring it back to long beach with me. After that we all went to bed, but John and Josh stayed up until four in the morning making up a break-dance routine for the show tonight. I can’t wait to see it. I’m so exhausted. Well, I’m on my way to our first program of the day.
5:45 pm
Nicaragua
Today’s been pretty intense, and it’s about to get better. At one program there was a little girl that I noticed in the very beginning. She looked strange, and just not all there. When the altar call came, I brought her up with me. Kristal came because she noticed her too. Her name is Selena and she’s sick, but we’re not sure of what. Her friend said her mom was insane and died a month ago. When she said that Selena proclaimed, “I have no mom”. I wanted to cry.
At the next program we were praying for a blind woman. She was old, alone, and had no money or food. When everyone started praying, God put on my heart to lead her to the doorway and lift her hands, cover her eyes and pray for healing, and that she would see.
I refused to do it. Everyone had their hands on her and I would look like an idiot. But once everyone started to leave, weird stuff happened. Before I knew it I had no control. I was saying something to her in Spanish that I couldn’t even comprehend and I lead her to the doorway.
Erin asked me what I was doing and honestly, I didn’t know what was going to happen. I felt like I wasn’t moving but I was. I lifted her hands and prayed, but she wasn’t healed. I felt a little let down, but I know God works in mysterious ways.
Now we’re at the church practicing skits and dances for tonight. We’re doing a huge service. Supposable there’s going to be about two thousand people. I’m praying for an awakening.
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