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| Jessica in a moto-taxi with Jed and Myron |
This past weekend I went along with the Brien kids to
support Fran in her Bboy competition.
Whilst there I was also able to visit some of the guy’s (Nicavangelists)
homes and meet their families (as if I don’t spend enough time with them during
the week).
On Sunday afternoon, while the Brien children were
spending some quality time with their mom, I was invited to go to the mall with
some of the guys just to walk around and window shop because they had nothing
better to do. So after spending about two hours at the mall we headed back to
the boys’ barrio.
I went straight to Jose’s house to meet up with
Lorenzy and to use the internet. In all honesty, Jose and his mother have got
to be to sweetest people I have ever met in my entire life. José’s mother was
cooking up this big dinner to feed all of us, and might I say it was
delicious!! She made baked chicken (one of my all time faves) and I swear I
felt like I had just ordered it from a restaurant.
I slept the night with the Brien children in the boys’
barrio. The night came fast, but the morning came faster. I was woken up at 7am
by Jason, one of the guys in the group, who came to pick me up to head back to Nicavangelists
Headquarters.
Well if anyone knows me they know that I AM NOT A
MORNING PERSON, so there I was, half asleep, walking down the road to the bus
stop at 7am with Jason laughing at me. Knowing I had the most tired/ disgusted
look on my face I asked, “What are you laughing at?” which only made him laugh
harder.
We finally arrived at the bus stop and it was like
perfect timing, the bus was there to pick us up. We got on the bus and headed
down the road trying not to be thrown into different people because the drivers
here are not easy on the breaks AT ALL. Well before we knew it there were so
many people on the bus that we were practically smashed up against the window.
A few stops into our ride there was this old man who
looked homeless and he kept chanting the same thing over and over again. The
only word I understood was “dinero.” I
looked up and to my little surprise I saw Jason digging around in his pocket
and looking at the change we’d received after paying for our bus ride. Whilst
looking at me he shrugged his shoulders, and handed the old man his money.
I had the biggest smile on my face and my heart was so
happy. The guys (Nicavangelists) really are so amazing! They come from very
little to nothing, and yet they are still willing to give some if not all that
they have to people whom are not as fortunate as them.
I honestly am so thrilled that God has placed me in
this group. God is changing these boys and their hearts daily, and they are
becoming AWESOME young men of God.
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