i knew coming here would be life changing somehow. I could tell you about the volcanos and the monkeys, but i don't think i could tell you how i felt the first time i saw a woman with three children living in a home made of scrap metal with dirt for a floor, how my heart broke when i saw a 8 year old girl with a dirty milk jug as her only toy, how i couldn't speak to a woman who was crying because husband had left her and she didn't know how she was going to feed her baby. there is a decision to be made between guilt and service. whether to feel guilty about the blessings i consider daily routine, or to get on my knees and wash the feet of these people who have less than me and yet, still have joy. i would encourage you to pray about how you can "wash the feet" of the people around you. God showed me his might through the mountains and volcanos, his grace through my exhaustion, and his love through the tears of men woman and children crying when they heard that Jesus loved them. i'm thankful for Nicaragua and it's people, and i'm thankful for the ways it's taught me to serve people in Greenville.