After an early rise with little sleep (living
with chronic pain, lemme tell ya), my mom, Will, Carter and I walked
to the same coffee shop again and WOW I love the coffee here. When we
walked back to the Salvation Army, we ate breakfast and ventured with
the rest of our team to Guaynabo to continue out VBS! I wasn't acting
as such a strong leader today, and I was excited about what God was
going to show me through this opportunity for others to lead. In the
morning, I helped create visual aids for the kids to understand the
story of the resurrection and then helped paint the outside of their
new trailers (picture 6). After a great lunch (provided by the
church), I helped with the vbs and we were able to visit the daycare
across the street and minister to them as well. Our kids even used
their own visual aids that they made and explained it to the kids at
the daycare. All afternoon I had been carrying a little girl, Amanda
up on my shoulders and it was adorable (picture below). We finished up
around 3pm, like always, and of course all of the kids ran and gave
us phenomenal hugs. After driving back to the Salvation Army, Will,
Carter, my mom and I rode the public bus to old San Juan and were
going to visit a beach there. We were given some incorrect directions
and ended up on a beach with an
infinity pool surrounded by hot tubs, next to the inlet where wizards
of waverly place was filmed (popular Disney show). Praying for some
happiness and I was BLESSED with this. Wow, how amazing. At worship
tonight, we had a quiet, sentimental, personal worship. During the
first part of worship, I was outside in the lobby, talking with Robin
(the big, whole group leader) about how some of the things she said
when she opened out night up, they really struck home and allowed a
lot more to connect and to make sense and we talked for a while. I
got a message from God to write a letter to this random boy (other
missionary) and I was so confused. I have never talked to him before
so ???? Why ???
And I was fighting it for the longest time and
when I walked back into the chapel, he was sitting in the back, by
the door, crying and I started writing. Weird. I didn't have an
opportune time to give him the letter of inspiration and hope the
same day I had written it, but said a prayer for the next day. During
our debrief of the night with our team, we learned that one of the
boys (Joniel/Darnell/Donut) who has been coming to VBS all week, lives in a household with
people that all are part of an African Tribal religion and this was
his first splash of God and His love. Powerful. Our team meetings
always allow me to see things from a different perspective and learn
new ways to go at things. Something else I realized is that being a
Christian is completely a full time job. You shouldn't only minister
and evangelize when you're on a mission trip in a foreign land, but
at home in the grocery store, sitting in a baseball game, literally
always. God is always good, trust him and keep the faith. Until
tomorrow.
Amanda!
Donut!!!!
Creating the visual aid for the story today!
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