A dangerously acute account of 18 months in Nicaraguan Territory.
from the Musical "Oliver"
Here in Nicaragua, it is definitely not a typical suburb life. It’s actually quite different. One thing, however, that I find quite interesting, is that people wander the street, laden with their goods, vending things of all sort. They walk the roads, broadcasting what it is, how much, where it comes from. All types of things: fish, fruits, remote controls, gum, hammocks, medicines, soap, paintings, ice cream, DVD’s, notebooks, shoes, cell phones, plastic dishware, dog food. Just about anything you might need/want is bound to pass by some day or another. Just the other day a little girl burst out of a nearby door and shouted “ICE CREAM!” and within seconds, two ice-cream men were offering her various delicious bars of ice-cream for her 7 pesos in her little hand. I told my companion: “I wish I could just step out my door and yell for what I want.” Maybe when I get home, I’ll try it out! “Husband! Future Husband!” ha ha, we’ll see who comes running. Ha ha ha ha ha
On Saturday night we were contacting a family when suddenly a man on a bicycle stopped (to listen or watch I wasn’t sure) when we finished contacting them, we turned and the man extended his hand; “Hermana!” he exclaimed. It was none other than the famous Paulito, a man whom we’ve only taught once (for questions of work), but who goes to church with us when he can. We talked for a few minutes, made plans to pass by for him on Sunday, and then parted ways. Two minutes later, we were contacting a different family on the opposite corner when here comes Paulito once again. He said, “Hermanas! I bought you juice and tacos”! Oh these Nicaraguans! I love them. He gave us the bag and then went on his way. And yes, he did go to church on Sunday and yes, he is thinking about being baptized, fulfilling a prophecy found in D&C 84:88-90.
This same Saturday, we were walking with our beloved Hno. Julio, talking about his non-member family, how his spouse wants to get sealed in the temple but doesn’t want to get baptized. Having been a member for 24 years, he’s tried just about everything. He told me “I know she will be baptized one day. I have faith that it will happen. And if it doesn’t happen in this life, I love God enough to trust Him.”
I was stunned for a moment at the level of this man’s belief, here was a real soldier of the Lord, who fights little by little, not for what he wants, but for what the Lord wants. Wouldn’t our faith increase dramatically if we all did the same?
I was also profoundly impacted by a scripture I had read before, but had never put attention to what it said: “For he that diligently seeketh shall find; and the mysteries of God shall be unfolded unto them, by the power of the Holy Ghost, as well in these times as in times of old, and as well in times of old as in times to come; wherefore, the course of the Lord is one eternal round” (1 Nephi 10:19).
Have you ever looked for a mystery from God? What great truths we might discover if we but diligently look for them! So, look for a mystery; or better yet, help someone else look for the mysteries they have yet to find, such as the ancient scripture The Book of Mormon, the truthfulness of the gospel, and the reality of the church of Jesus Christ of Latter-day Saints, restored once again on the earth.
**Hermanas, Uno, and ice cream. It doesn’t get any better!!
**My Guatemalan twin!!
hola! I'm Naomi and I love reading, my amazing family, and the color green.