May love drive away the darkness and paint a bright future into the souls of these children. May our hearts be torn apart and filled by the peace overflowing in the laughter of these lives.Continue Reading ›
No matter how bad Carmen feels physically, or how bad she’s doing economically, she diligently gets up every day to get her grandchildren ready for school, the child development center or the church.Continue Reading ›
Shortly after Luis’ parents separated, his moods often changed from happy to sad. His heart was hurt and in need of much love.
The Fourth Nazarene Church in Nicaragua wants to do something for their neighborhood. In their community, alcoholism, drugs, gangs and violence are common, and the church needs good soil in which to sow seeds that will bear good fruit.
Little by little, walking became difficult for Kendry. She needed help to do simple things like walk, hold a glass, color, and unbutton her shirt or pants.
Our release cost the Father His only Son by the way of His broken, holy, sacrificed body. Release costs. It always costs.
The bloggers all sit in a circle and laugh and pretend to know Spanish and laugh some more. But not Ivan. He does not smile.
One day all of our works on this earth will go through the fire. And those works, they will burn and bring loss. Or endure and bring reward.
This trash dump in Nicaragua is where mothers, grandmothers, men and children come to make a living. It’s where they find their lunch. For children it’s where they play and take their midday nap.
Twice a year we take a team of bloggers to the developing world to learn about our ministry. This week the team is in Nicaragua. Take a glance at what the bloggers will witness firsthand.