It has been a little over a month since I left Nicaragua, and a little over a month since I last blogged... or longer. Chalk it up to procrastination or the inability to process my thoughts, whatever you'd like. Nonetheless, here I go. Last blog? Maybe. Maybe not. Writing a last blog seems so final, like ending a book, finishing a movie; I don't like the finality of it. I'd prefer to think that the story of my time in Nicaragua continues, I know it will still impact me 3 years from now, 10 years from now, for the rest of my life. My life continues in the direction that this trip undoubtedly nudged me, as opposed to how it would have gone if I hadn't lived there. The life of the students that I met, the families, the individuals, other missionaries, continue, without me there. And in this past month, processing everything for myself, debriefing, talking to other people, I realize how small and insignificant the role I played was, how I am simply a cog in the wheel. But I also realize how great the big picture is. Not just Tesoros in itself, but why it's there, why I was there, why I was sent there.
I think I should give some shout-outs.
To...
My host family and Nana... thank you for your kindness and hospitality and opening your home and calling me hijo. I miss that. And it made adjusting easier having two host brothers :) Nana, I could semi understand you by the time I left. Vas a comer?! Vas a comer?! SI SI SI!!!
Meeechelle, and the staff at Tesorsos... It was so wonderful to get to know you, to joke with you, to bring you chocolate... I hope Karen shared some. God bless.
Mama, Papa, Alan, Nestor, Christian, and Alejandra, y hermanito... Alejandra you will never be taller than me, and I admit that you all had me believing that I had to sleep in a bed with Amparo. Caramba! Really, thank you for your love and caring and making wonderful juices.
My family... thank you for your support, love, allowing me to go, and not showing too much worry :) And don't worry, you are still my brother Brayden.
Sarah... Thank you for walking up a smoking volcano with me, watching random movies, waving down taxis, and helping me get my eskimo fix. God bless you in the rest of your time there.
Mikaela, Brookes, and Thomas... I still haven't seen Harry Potter in English. Also the lunchtime cokes were so tasty. It was like a commercial.
Annnnnd.... the students of Tesoros, you are an inspiration, you are loved, and I pray for you. Thank you for showing me humility, joy, happiness, and friendship, and I miss you all. God bless you.
God has worked in me, he is working at Tesoros, and it is an incredible thing to see. I am SO blessed to have been able to go; I'm so glad He led me there. Two years ago this is something I would have never dreamed of, but God opens doors, he challenges our thoughts and our plans, and He uses us for his purposes. For the purpose of helping others and for the purpose of learning and growing, I pray that God has been pleased in this. And I believe he has.
"The aim of our charge is love that issues from a pure heart and a good conscience and a sincere faith."
I Timothy 1:5
Peace and Love
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