Tuesday, April 24, 2007
In Miami
Saturday, April 14, 2007
Whoa, It's Time for Guatemala Already?!?!
Feeling God's Love
I would like to share some thoughts and feelings that really hit me last Sunday - Easter Sunday. Here is an excerpt from my journal:
"How do you define love? I don't know if you can, but today I was struck with how deeply God loves us. First I have to go backwards a little bit to this evening. My family in Sarapiqui held a goodbye fiesta for me complete with cake, special food, speeches, and a prayer for me. Everyone was crying so much and worked so hard to make me feel special and like a part of the family - my dad there even told me he considered me another one of his daughters. How could they give and love so selflessly when I had only been there for two weeks? How was I such a blessing to them when it felt as if they were always the ones who were abundantly blessing me? I don't deserve all this love and service... Then, my thoughts turned to the cross and how much more I did not deserve forgiveness but out of Christ's great love (thousands of times more than I was shown by my family here) He died for me! Wow, what a grat thing to be reminded of - on Easter, as well as every other day of the year."
Ummm...Yummm...???
Friday, April 13, 2007
Life in Sarapiqui
Victoria, me, and Karol - two of my sisters
The small river near my house.
My niece, Nathalia - how cute!
Rafting on the river with Victoria.
My brother, Josue.
River Sarapiqui - we swam here almost every day.
My mom and dad - Wilberth and MariLu
Vroom, vroom - don't worry, I didn't actually drive it!
Tuesday, April 10, 2007
Home Safe and Sound
Thursday, March 29, 2007
En el Campo
Sunday, March 25, 2007
Cuba Pictures

Here is some evidence that I did participate in learning while in Cuba and it wasn't just a vacation. We had reflections due every second day, heard two or three speakers daily, kept a study journal and interviewed many people, and had a secion of articles to read daily as well. So don't worry, I'm still in school!

Sunset on the Havana skyline - breathtaking!
Some of my little friends at the centre where we stayed - so cute!

Veradera - one of the 10 most beautiful beaches in the world. We spent half a day here and then had school for the rest of the day.

On the last night, the youth from the local church held a fiesta and dance party for us so say goodbye. This is me with some of my new Cuban friends as well as some of the other LASP students.
My Birthday
Friday, March 23, 2007
Back from Cuba
Tuesday, March 13, 2007
Off to Cuba...
- Safety as we do a lot of traveling - planes, buses, walking, etc.
- Health - food, from sicknesses and bugs, sunburns (some people are really red)
- Learning - that we will be encouraged to ask questions and work hard to really get the most we can out of this experience
- Community - that our group would really bond and get along with each other
Thank you soooo much for your prayers, encouragement, and support! I do not know if I will have the chance to update until after I get back, so it will be similar to my Nicaragua trip in this way. God bless all of you this week!
In Christ, Sarah <><
MonteVerde!
Sunday, March 11, 2007
"The Piano"
Tuesday, March 6, 2007
The Past Week...

View of the mountains from the farm
Mr. Goat :)

Gourds on a string - interesting!
---------------- In terms of health, I have felt pretty good this past week - praise God! I have been struggling a bit with homesickness, but it just comes in stages and I'm really glad to have a loving family here and be able to have contact with people back home, too. For spring break this weekend, 6 of us are traveling to MonteVerde, a site in Costa Rica with rainforest/cloudforest tours as well as a zip line that takes you through the jungle. I'm pretty excited to have a well-deserved break and to be able to finally see a rainforest with my own eyes! We are leaving Thursday afternoon right after class and returning for Saturday, so I may not get another chance to poste before then. But, I promise to come back with lots of beeeeeaaaaautiful pictures to share with all of you! ---------------- Thank you all for your continued prayers and support - it means so much to me! God bless!
Wednesday, February 28, 2007
More Favourite Pics from Nicaragua
My little friend at the church worksite - He was shy at first but I got him to smile a few times!

Cristian, one of the poor kids I wrote about in an earlier post.
Monday, February 26, 2007
The Faces of Poverty
“Today I had my first encounter with the poorest people I have ever met. My little brother, Joel, wanted me to go and take a picture of a little baby he knows. We walked over to the mom’s house and found her down the hill working in the mud on digging a new well. When Joel explained what he wanted, the mom led me up to the one-room house made of sheets of rusted metal. When we reached the door she paused and said, “My humble home” as if she was embarrassed for us to see it. When she unlocked the door, the little baby Ronald was sleeping alone in the hammock. I met her other
children – Jose (10), Ericksa (8), and Cristian (7) who ran around barefoot with threadbare and very dirty clothes hanging off their thin bodies. The shoes they owned, if they can be called shoes, were falling apart to the point that they were almost unable to be worn. The little baby didn’t even have a diaper as he sat on the dirty table, and I shuddered to think of what germs he may be picking up. The thing that hit me the most, however, was the size of the two little boys. Christian was 7 years old but he looked about 4 and was the same size as my 4-year-old brother, Joel. Jose was 10, but was smaller than a 7-year-old and his head appeared too big for
his body because his body had not been able to properly develop for lack of proper food and nutrients.”
“This whole situation just struck me because I have seen Compassion videos and pictures of poor, starving children, but I had never had the experience of coming into real contact. My heart immediately went out to them and I wanted to give them everything they were lacking. But then I realized that these kids were not lacking in love and happiness. I was amazed that they were so content even though they were going through so much physical suffering. And it is the same way with my Nicaraguan family and the church members as well. So, who is really the one who is poor? If we are talking about material possessions, then, of course, it is the Nicaraguans. However, they were so much richer in joy for life. This has caused me to re-evaluate my definition of poverty because it encompasses so much more than I had originally thought.”
Sunday, February 25, 2007
The Nicaraguan Way of Christianity
--- My brothers and sister and some neighbourhood children hanging out together in our house ---
Almost immediately after meeting my family, I was included and treated like a daughter. All my brothers and sisters called me "hermana" (sister) and my mom called me "amor" (love). Whenever we walked to church or somewhere with slippery mud hills, whoever was near me would take my hand or my arm and carefully help me over the rough ground. Sometimes, my brothers would even come running up from the house just to help me down the hill. ------One time when I was completely blown away when my mom handed me a ring and said "this is to remember us by." Now, you have to understand that this wasn't an expensive gold or silver ring, but a cheap metal one with a fake blue stone in the middle. However, to me it meant the world because it was given in love and I knew it was probably one of the nicest things they had to give to me. As well, my little sister, Karina, came up and gave me her favourite white dress for me to keep. Wow! Here I was, the one who did not need any more material possessions, and yet they were giving to me from the little that they had, and gladly, lovingly! ---------Also, my family reached out to the others in the community who were even poorer than themselves, and offered help. When a single mother couldn't watch her children, my family offered to take them in for the day, and even fed them meals. Or, when our church walked to the river to spend the day, whoever joined our group was included. The teenagers made sandwiches for everyone. I remember a teenage boy with Down Syndrome who joined our group as we passed by the dump. He was dressed in rags and had dirty bare feet. No one singled him out, however. They began to talk and joke with him as if he had always been a part of our group. And, when food was handed out, he recieved some as well.
-----Hospitality:
--- My Sister, Dora, doing laundry ---
---My mom cooking in the kitchen---
For the 6 days that I spent with my family, I was treated as a guest and as one of the family. Whatever they had was mine to use as well. I was given a bed while some of my brothers and sister slept on mattresses on the wooden floor. Every day they would make me food and even do my laundry for me, even though I offered many times. At night after dark, if I needed to go to the outhouse, one of them would get up and guide me there to make sure I was safe. I was just blown away at how everything was shared, even with someone like me who, in their eyes, already has everything I need.
-----Joy and Contentment:
--- My 4-year-old brother, Joel, helping to build the new church ---
Even though my family didn't have very much, they seemed to be content with what they did have. Don't get me wrong, they still dreamed of being able to provide more for their children, but my mom said to me that having God is the most important thing. Even though there was not a lot of activites to do, we always had fun spending time together doing whatever needed to be done (including laundry or collecting wood). When we gathered to help with church construction, everyone came and the children even helped with moving rocks and trying to lift the wheelbarrows. A lot of their day was spent doing "work," but I never heard anyone grumbling or complaining. Usually, it was the opposite as they had smiles on their faces. The children helped out with all the chores and were the same way - wow! I wish the children of our culture could learn this kind of respect and obedience!
----------This week was one of the most challenging and uncomfortable weeks of my life, but also one of the most rewarding. Every day I dealt with itchy bites and rashes, walking to a very primitive outhouse, washing my hair while sitting on a rock, sweating and covered in dirt while working at the church, never feeling completely clean, and eating new foods - some of which were very interesting (and didn't taste all that good). However, I also learned valuable lessons: I learned to live in the moment and just "be" with people and enjoy whatever was going on. I learned to truly love people, no matter what they looked like or what status they held. I also was encouraged to look for the joy in everyday circumstances and learned the true importance of relationships and investing time in people.
Saturday, February 24, 2007
Back In Costa Rica
One of the volcanoes in Nicaragua (how beautiful!)
We took a 2-hour boat ride down river to reach Bluefields, the city on the Carribean coast where we stayed with families. The view was so beautiful and, at times, it felt like we were cruising down the Amazon!
Taking a break with some of the kids on the steps of the little, one-room church.
My one-room house (with a kitchen attached)

My Nicaraguan family (L-R) Dora, Karina, Me, Mami, Joel, Daniel, Alexandra, Pablo, and Jose.

Enjoying icecream in Grenada (Coconut is my new favourite flavour!)
Wednesday, February 21, 2007
Safe In God´s Hands
Sunday, February 11, 2007
Adios Por Dos Semanas (Goodbye For Two Weeks)
Saturday, February 10, 2007
A Note About Nicaragua
This Week...
Well, a lot has happened this week and I have quite a few pictures to share with all of you... so here I go...
--------- Later that day (Wednesday), we had our cultural fiesta at ILE (the language school) and we made 7 different types of Costa Rican dishes, learned some traditional dances, and sang some songs as well. For most of us, it was one of our favourite classes of the month!! This picture is of me and Kristy pretending to eat, um, I think they are lemons or limes or something, but I'm not exactly sure.
--------- Friday was our last day of classes at ILE, and, although I will miss my conversation class, it will be nice to not have language homework every day. But don't worry - I will still work on improving my Spanish every day! So on Friday we had shorter classes and then a small graduation ceremony. This first picture is of the view of San Jose from ILE and the second is of my conversation class, with whom I spent a lot of time with this month.
--------- Afterwards, we all went back to the LASP office and had an activity called our "Spiritual Journey" where we all spoke a bit about what God has been doing in our lives. It was a really great time to get to know everyone in the group a little bit better. And, I'm sure that the 11 hour bus ride to Nicaragua on Monday will also help with that!
------------ Today, Chris, his Tica sister, Besim, and I went to the Museo Para Ninos (similar to a Children's Museum or the Science Center) and it was so fun to just act like a kid again and enjoy all of the displays! This picture is of me with some kind of electrical ball and I just thought it would make a cool picture.





