He is Risen

He is risen, indeed! It’s another cold Easter for this books – this may be the coldest I can remember. I’m happy we celebrated with family yesterday with a nice meal, Easter egg hunts, and our church’s Saturday Easter service. The cold front started coming in yesterday afternoon…today, it is sleeting!

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He is risen!

He is risen indeed. Happy Easter, snow and all!

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Nicaragua Mission Trip – Day 7

Day 1
Day 2
Day 3
Day 4
Day 5
Day 6

Friday, July 24 – We ate breakfast quickly and headed to the village a little earlier than normal to say our good-byes. We only had about 45 minutes there, and I started crying as soon as we arrived as I saw the kids run to Abby – I knew how much they’d miss her (and the rest of us), and maybe more importantly, how much I would miss them.

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Our family arrived at the community center (minus Jorge who couldn’t get off work), and there were lots of hugs and a few more tears. We walked to their temporary home since their Project H.O.P.E. house hadn’t yet been started aside from post holes, and we were lucky enough to have the interpreter Evelyn follow along with us. Since we had her with us in the beginning, we decided to go ahead and pray together and talk briefly. We told each other we’d continue to pray for each other and that we were so grateful to have met each other. Even after Evelyn moved on, we were still able to communicate much better than our first visit to their home. They opened their rice sacks of clothes and seemed to enjoy looking at them. We gave Sebastian a small board book of Lil’ Miss K’s that was in both Spanish and English – he knew immediately that it was just for him and wouldn’t let anyone else look at it. It was adorable to see how he clung to it! We gave him a couple other small trinkets too, and we gave Gizelle another apron, Jorge a donated baseball cap, and Estphanie a pair of cute pink converse sneakers, which she seemed excited about. Even though they have almost nothing, they gave us gifts too – a brightly-colored Nicaraguan napkin holder and a hanging key holder that says, “My God, where are the keys?” in Spanish. Earlier in the week we gave them a photo of our family.

Us with our Nicaraguan family
Us with our Nicaraguan family

After watching Sebastian play for a bit and taking a couple more selfies with them, he headed back up to the community center for a few more minutes. Estphanie and I played some clapping games, then we exchanged many more hugs and had to leave. I remained composure until we got on the bus, when I saw several other ladies crying too, and we saw them all waving vigorously good-bye. It’s hard to believe we’ll soon be going back to our normal, comfortable lives, and they’ll still be in the village, where they’ll be doing the same thing over again next week with another group of missionaries. I only hope we touched their lives half as much as they touched ours.

Next, we headed to Granada, a big tourist city in Nicaragua. It took about two hours on the extremely hot school bus, so the drive was pretty miserable. We arrived at a boat dock, had a bathroom break and bought some tasty roasted cashews from vendors, then hopped on about 3 boats for a tour of Lake Nicaragua. We got to navigate through some semi-narrow canals filled with what looked like a type of lilies on the water – it reminded me of a picturesque rainforest that would be on Discovery Channel – it was absolutely gorgeous!

Beautiful boat ride on Lake Nicaragua
Beautiful boat ride on Lake Nicaragua
Local fishermen
Local fishermen

About 15 minutes into the boat ride we started seeing giant homes on the water … we finally found where the few rich people in Nicaragua live. Halfway through the boat ride we came upon an island that inhabited a handful of spider monkeys – I’m not sure if they were native to the island or if they were placed there for the tourists, but they were definitely tame. They recognized one of the boat drivers and hoped onto his boat for a while. It was kind of surprising to see well-off Nicaraguan tourists on the boats too.

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The boat driver picked this pod from a tree and it opened up in a beautiful flower

After the boat ride, we went to an open-air restaurant overlooking the lake where we had chicken, steak, or pork entrees. The best part of the meal was the plantain chips, which were kind of like sweet French fries. It was nice to have a bit of time to relax and unwind after a week of work and an emotional morning. After the restaurant we went to a market, where we had about an hour and a half to shop – not nearly enough time, especially for my cousin Cyndie, who had 6 kids to buy for. Most of us bought fruit smoothies, and even though we took a risk with the Nicaraguan water, none of us got sick that I’m aware of. I bought a dress, sandals, and baby hammock for Lil’ Miss K, a couple souvenirs for our niece and nephews, Nicaraguan coffee, and a woven bracelet for myself.

At an open-air restaurant in Granada
At an open-air restaurant in Granada
View from the restaurante
View from the restaurante

After we left the market we had to endure about 2 more hours on the hot, uncomfortable bus back to basecamp. It might have been the worst part of the entire week – I felt pretty bad by the time we got back. We ended the evening with steak, which was probably my least favorite meal of the week. Every night we had a different kind of fresh-squeezed juice – my favorites were the watermelon juice, dragon fruit juice, and something similar to limeade. The passion fruit juice, which we had a lot in Haiti, was also delicious. They also had a dark purple juice that tasted like cinnamon that a lot of us didn’t really care for. And because we wanted to continue with the trend, we stayed up just a bit later than the previous night, going to bed after midnight.

Project 52 Weeks 14-15: Easter Extravaganza

I told myself I would only post ONE photo per week for my Project 52 this year. But I just can’t help it. We were so busy spending time with my family and my in-laws, that I want to share a piece of that with you. So here’s a glimpse of our very busy Easter weekend. Which photo is your favorite?

As I was packing for the weekend, my cat Esme climbed into my drawer and made herself comfortable on top of my sports bras.
Mom broke out the china dishes for Easter this year ... and got creative with the food.
We looked at some old slides from a trip my mom took when she was about 12 years old. We're taking the same trip this summer. Can you tell where this is?
More nostalgia ... my nephew plays with some antique box cars.
Everyone congregates near the fire to keep warm at the Dennis United Methodist Easter Sunrise Service.
The sun begins to rise behind the grills at the Easter Sunrise Service.
My husband's family helps cook up some eggs, bacon, and toast at the Easter Sunrise Service.

Day 331: Seven Days of Thankfulness (Day 7)

Last but certainly not least in my seven days of thankfulness: I’m grateful for the Lord. Thank you for forgiving me of my sins even when I don’t deserve it. It’s an important lesson to remember this time of year, a lesson that’s easily forgotten in the chaos of holiday shopping, meal planning, work parties, and family tiffs. Let’s not forget what it’s all about.

A stained glass reflection bounces off the pews at Dennis United Methodist Church, built in the 1800s.

 

Day 114: A Full House

Platte Woods United Methodist Church had a packed house for Easter. They even added an extra service and offered shuttle rides to help with parking. What a great way to celebrate Christ!


Canon 60d
1/30 sec., f/4.0, ISO 800
18-200 mm lens (24 mm), ambient light