The Adventures Continue

What started as a group of six in Corn Island English group less than a year ago, has flourished into a vast majority of those thirsting for spiritual truth from all over the world

Picnic- friends from Australia, Italy, Leon, Honduras, Mexico, the UK, and (of course) the states

Meeting- with 18 publishers, our attendance is usually around 50

Out in Service during a tropical storm

Boarding a plane to Bluefield. Though it is more expensive, we have only heard horror stories about the six to ins hurt boat ride that most of the brothers and sisters take to get to assemblies

With our friends from Switzerland (and one rom Tennessee) at Spanish assembly, 'Siamos Buscando la Justcia  de Jehová'

 

 

With almost a month completed in our three month journey,  I think it is safe to say that we are finally feeling settled. There are, however, moments when I question that last statement. Moments when somebody sees a snake the size of a small palm tree... Or when all you have in your "pantry" is stale bread and expired 'Oreos'.... Or when the power goes out every morning at 6... Or it rains something terrible and the cold water showers actually feel warm but somehow you still sweat not two minutes after... Or when you realize that plumbing isn't a thing in some homes...

This trip is a wonderful reminder of how privileged we are to live in a developed country, but more so to be here experiencing this. Though the day to day activities are often a struggle, I have never felt more accomplished than I do here surviving and learning to be self sufficient in ways I had never thought I would have to be. Then again, I have also been blessed to be a part of a wonderful organization where I can find friends anywhere in the world who literally would give the shirts off of their backs to help somebody they just met. There have been so many occasions where the love and support of those related to us in faith is all that gets us through the day.

Take, for example, this weekend when Makenzie and I decided to venture to Bluefields, Nicaragua for the Spanish assembly. By the time we arrived we had felt so lost. The language was different. There was no running water or electricity or clean place to lay our heads at night or ceilings in the house we arrived in. We tried our best to lay on the concrete tiles of the room a family had so graciously offered and to laugh and make the best of a situation we didn't know how to handle. When dawn broke and it came time for the assembly, all I remember was praying for strength to not hop on the earliest flight back to corn island. Then, as always, Jehovah provided an answer to our prayers. The warmth and the

Love of the brotherhood is something without compare. A couple from Switzerland had approached us, after many warm greetings from local brothers and sisters. True, the love that those related to us in faith have for one another is one that is conveyed without the barriers of language to mute it. But when this couple from Sweden approached us and exclaimed in English, "seeing you here is such a comfort from Jehovah to us", we felt so uplifted and renewed in spirit and strength. The rest of the day only got better from there. We made new friends, we were strengthened through the experiences of others, and for one of the first times in our lives- we felt like we truly strengthened others by our example of reliance on Jehovah. I remember the last thing the couple from Switzerland said to us as they walked away- "What you're doing is not for the weak. You two are very strong girls and you're making Jehovah proud." And that's all we needed to get through our adventure in Bluefields, for the next two months in Corn Island, and for any challenge we might face in the future.