6-30-08

8:45 am
Flight 710 to Panama

On Saturday we did two programs and said goodbye to the local team as we headed into Managua. We had a three hour bus drive again. The bus is literally like our home. Sleeping on the bus has become an art form. It’s gotten stuck so many times that I haven’t even written about it… it’s amazing.
We got to the Castillo Del Rey base around eleven o’clock at night and crashed out really late. I had to re-pack my bag because it was so disorganized. On Sunday, we slept in until eight, which was a treat. It was our free day in Nicaragua. We went to a volcano. It was remarkable. We stood on a pathway above the opening of a volcano. I was in awe and wonder as I breathed in smoke from the very center of the earth.
After we ate lunch and went to Lake Nicaragua, which is three times bigger than El Salvador. It was beautiful. We went shopping around a little market place too.
When we got back to the base I finally realized it’s the same place I went to last year. The same place I learned the dances and skits, the place where I fell in lone with Nicaragua and Castillo Del Rey. The same place the Global Passions team I came with last year will be coming in four days.
We’re on our way to Panama now. But we had to leave a lot of stuff in Nicaragua so I cut my luggage in half. I called mama last night too. It was great to talk to her and tell her everything that’s been happening. She said when she talked to my aunt, Cathy, that Cathy said I sounded happy when she talked to me. That shows me that she somewhat accepts the fact that I belong here. Praise God. That tiny glimpse of approval from her made me so happy. God keeps putting it on my heart to fast for them.