Friday, March 13, 2015

Day 2, Tuesday, March 3 - House of Hope, Feeding Center, Cancer Ward

Project H.O.P.E. compound
 

This morning we started off the day with breakfast at 7:00, which consisted of eggs, rice and beans, and tortillas, along with delicious juicy fruit.  

 After that we loaded the bus and headed to the Casa de Esperanza (House of Hope), which is a compound for women involved in prostitution to go and be ministered to, along with their children.  At the compound, the women are able to participate in Bible studies and make jewelry in order to make some money.

 
 
While we were there we performed our three dramas/skits (The Sin Chair, Via Dolorosa, and The Chains Play), all of which went well.
The women were very intrigued; even the little kids paid very close attention.  After the plays they were asked questions by some of the staff and they would jump up and down saying the answer over and over. 
 
Mrs. K--------- gave her testimony, while the women sat in awe that a gringo was speaking in their language.  The women and children were so loving toward all of us, and even though most of us students couldn’t communicate very well with the people there, we still were able to share the love of Christ with them and demonstrate the Gospel without a single word.  Actions definitely will speak louder than words on this trip, especially for us who should have paid more attention in Spanish class!
After doing all of our presentations several of us played “duck-duck-goose”  with the kids. Here it is called “pato-pato-ganzo.”
The kids loved the game, though they didn’t quite understand that they were just supposed to run around the circle just once. Instead they would run in between the swing set, behind the trees, and all over.  They were thoroughly entertained by us white people chasing them around. 
Nick and his new friends

Eventually we had to say, “adios” to the girls, women, and kids and head to the feeding center near the dump (the local landfill).
(We were asked to not take pictures at the dump feeding center.)

Right near the dump is a village where many people actually live. We visited kids that were gathered to eat their only meal for the day.  As we walked up the stairs and underneath the small lean-to, the kids came running with open arms giving us hugs and clinging to whoever would hold them.  The kids, many of whom were younger (and some teenage boys), watched intently as we did the Sin Chair skit and as E---, Jessica, and Emily signed to Via Dolorosa.  These were kids who have lived in extreme poverty at the dump their whole life, who have to work, digging through garbage for every scrap of food. They have nothing, especially compared to how spoiled we are in the US, and yet their faces were still bright and smiley, full of joy even in their awful circumstances.   All too soon we had to hug the children goodbye and jump back on the bus and head back for our second meal of the day.
Macy Shea
 

Laughter and Harvest
They laugh readily.  Although the women at the Cancer Shelter were visibly suffering, smiles and laughs emerged and sounded forth. This afternoon, we had the opportunity to visit the “cancer wing” of a women’s hospital. 
 
This small building was recently built by ministry teams, like ours, that partner with Project H.O.P.E.. Prior to this, women traveled to Manauga for cancer treatment and then slept in hammocks or on sidewalks, waiting for their next round of chemo because it was too far for them to travel back home. Some lived this way for up to 8 months, away from their families. I can’t imagine going through cancer like that!

Thanks to Project H.O.P.E, women now have a one-room building and a bed to comfort their suffering. This is not their only comfort. On Tuesday afternoons, just like today, women from Project H.O.P.E. visit the Cancer Shelter to sing songs, play games, and encourage the women. They share the love of Christ and God’s plan for salvation.

Since our team was along for the ride, we too had the privilege of ministering to these suffering women. Our team performed the two dramas and the song that we shared earlier this morning.

Additionally, C---- K--------- and I were blessed by the Lord to speak the testimony of God’s grace in our lives, through salvation and also the suffering because of our own cancer.

Carol spoke in Spanish, connecting with the ladies in their own language.  Since my Spanish is “no bueno” (no good!!), I spoke through an interpreter. Each of us testified of God’s grace through His Son Jesus Christ.

C---- and I are both overwhelmed with joy (and also tears) because of this God-ordained opportunity. I had only hoped to personally visit the cancer hospital that I heard about before we left for Nicaragua, but I did not expect that our entire team would have the opportunity to minister there.  


After leaving the shelter, we were pleased to hear that three women placed their trust in Christ for salvation because of our ministry there today!  We rejoice and give humble thanks to God! Indeed, the fields are white for harvest…
 
Adios, for now,
Julie Gossack J

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