The NICAVANGELISTS Need Your Help!!!

Jonny, a Lead Nicavangelist

Okay friends, SERIOUS HELP NEEDED…

I am at the stage of needing to send our older boys for a deeper level of training in the things of God. I really believe that we need to shoot for the stars in order to best prepare our budding apostles, prophets, evangelists, pastors and teachers. Our overall goal is not to evangelise Nicaragua, but rather to send Nicaraguans out in ministry to the World…

In July of this year I am aiming at sending Jonny and Stivey on a DTS (Discipleship Training School) with YWAM (Youth With A Mission). This course is generally 5 months in duration, and concentrates on knowing God and making him known (3 month lecture phase and 2 month outreach…). One of my desires is that the boys know English, and so whilst I realise there are some WONDERFUL YWAM schools in Latin America (and cheaper), I really believe that they are to attend a school in the USA (we will already be there, and they already have visas…).

Jonny and Stivey have now been with us for 2 years, and they have proven themselves time and time again. They have endured days without food, sleeping on the streets, being verbally abused whilst ministering in public venues, have been spat at, told they smell like dogs, have been the laughing stock of various groups of people in Nicaragua, have been turned away by Churches when coming to serve, have been at times unduly criticized by brothers and sisters in Christ who’ve possessed leadership positions, and all for the glory of the Great I AM – the loving one, who died so that we’d all have the opportunity to live in an eternal relationship with our Heavenly Father.

At this point we are looking at sending these leaders in training to a bilingual school in either Texas or California. However, if you know of any YWAM schools that offer a bilingual program in these or any other states, please contact me (Capitalontheedge@gmail.com).

And so today I am asking you to be a part of this. We need your help! We are seeking to raise some $10k per Nicavangelist, which will cover the costs of their flights, school and additional costs relating to this important experience (outreach expenses, etc.).

If you would like tomake a donation to this worthy cause, then please visit our support page (CLICK HERE), where there are instructions on how to donate via cheque (check), direct bank deposit andonline with a credit card... 

Please watch the boys in some older videos, when we initially started our Nicavangelists’ program two years ago…

CLICK HERE to check out Jonny teaching the kids at Capital Edge Community School and sharing his craft, Bboy...

CLICK HERE to watch Stivey practice his passion, TRICKING...

CLICK HERE to see a video of the Nicavangelists... 

Stivey (left) with fellow Nicavangelist, Eduardo

POST by STIVEY: Misguided Melvin

The Stivey we Know and Love - Deeply Feeling and Contemplative

Hi everyone! I’m going to share a friend’s story with you…

One day my friend, Melvin, shared with me that he was being mistreated by his parents. He explained in detail that they were using and abusing him. Melvin was ordinarily a really cheerful chap, but his parents ruined his life by making him live sinfully. Melvin’s parents ordered him to steal in the streets and supermarkets so that they had the means to satisfy their cravings for alcohol and cigarettes.

Well time went by and I lost contact with Melvin. He quit school. Two years after learning about Melvin’s lifestyle I ran into him on the street. He looked really different and was sporting several tattoos. We started talking and he told me that he had become a thief. After talking for a while we went our separate ways. 

One year after chatting with Melvin on the street I saw his older brother.  I asked how Melvin and he were doing. Melvin’s brother began to cry. He explained to me that Melvin had died. I asked what had happened and listened as the story unfolded.

Melvin was robbing the son of a police officer and viciously stabbed him. He ran away leaving the son on the street. The Police soon arrested Melvin for his violent crime. The arresting officer was the kid’s father.

He took Melvin into a secret room and shot Melvin five times in the head and six times in his torso. He then proceeded to chop off all of his toes. I was shocked by the way that he had died and thought it a terrible shame, however I realised that the parents were also to blame as they had never taught him any manners.

“Fathers, do not exasperate your children; instead, bring them up in the training and instruction of the Lord.” Ephesians 6:4

This story was written by a Nicaraguan youth, and was voluntarily given to Capital on the Edge for publishing. The subject choice was his entirely. He has elected to write about his experiences for the glory of God and so that others may learn from his experiences. The translation of this work is performed voluntarily by Nestor, and not professionally, hence there may be some errors. Any decisive deviation from the text is in consultation with the author, and is done so to make clear the life events written about and to provide further information so that the story makes more sense.

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Hola les voy a contar un poco de mi vida,pasada sobre un amigo!

Un dia mi amigo melvin era maltratado por sus padres y el me contaba lo que le pasaba en su casa, el era un chico muy divertido pero los padres le hacian la vida muy mal a el lo hacian aser muchas,cosas mal lo mandaba a robar a los supermecados solo para los visio de los padre porque ellos fumaban bebian y le mostraban a el cosas malas,

Al pasar el tiempo yo no sabia nada mas del porque el ya no asistia a clase entonces al pasar 2AÑOS un dia lo miro a el pero cuando lo miro estaba muy diferente porque tenia muchos tatuajes en su cuerpo entonces cuando el me mira me saluda y comienzo hablar con el y le,dijo como te va no se nada de ti ya, y me responde y,dice ahora me dedico al robo le digo porque sos eso porque a mi no me importa nada entonces de repente se va sin decir nada a mi,

Al pasar 1 año despues desde esa ves que lo mire, un dia mire a su hermano mayor y le dije como estas y dijo bien y le pregunto como esta melvin y dijo no sabes no se nada que paso con melvin y dijo con lagrimas en sus ojos respondio el ya murio y dije como fue, pues un dia el le estaba robando a un chico pero lo que no sabia el que era hijo de un policia pero el chico no le dio nada a,melvin cuando le robaba a el entonces melvin lo apuñalio y se fue corriendo dejando al chico tira en la callete de sangrandose entonces al pasar un tiempo no mucho lo agarro la policia y  hay estaba el padre del chico que le habia robado entonces el policia se lo llevo a un lugar y le pego 5 disparo en la,cabeza y 6 disparo en el cuerpo y tambien le corto los dedos de los pies, cuando me,conto todo eso el hermano de melvin no lo crea yo pero dije que mal como murio mi amigo por culpa,de los padre que le enseñaron muchas,cosas mala a el…

Stivey Performing as Father God in "Created"

POST by STIVEY: Family Fun in the Miami Sun

Stivey performing in CREATED, at the Maranatha Assembly in Chicago

Hello, my name is Steven. This time, I am going to tell you about a really fun experience that I had.

On the tenth of August this year in Miami, Florida, I was visiting my grandmother when my friend Yordy, sent me a message inviting me to a place out of the city. I did not know where we’d be going and so it was a surprise for me.

Yordy was with Jed and Sezni. They had planned to go with one of their friends to a water park. Jed, Yordy, Sezni, and their friend, Brian Conner, came to pick me up so we could all go.

When I saw the park, I was like “Wow!” because I had never been to a water park before and it was my first time seeing one. When we arrived and got out of the car, we could see the really big slides that covered the whole park.

Walking towards the park, we saw a huge line and so we had to wait outside for ten minutes. During those ten minutes, I waited with excited anticipation, to have the opportunity to go on one of the biggest slides that the park had.

Once we were inside, we went and changed into our swimming suits so that we could jump on the slides. When we were climbing up the stairs which led to the slides, we began to realise that we were rather really high up in the air, and I am a little afraid of heights, but Jed said to me, “Don’t be afraid.”

Once at the top, I sat in the mouth of the great slide. The water was so cold and Yordy did not want to go on the slide anymore because he was really, really scared. We told him to live a little and to go on with us but he refused, so we left him there and jumped on the tubes to go down the slide.

Inside of the slide, it was very dark. When I arrived at the bottom I was a tad shaken up but mostly happy because I was having so much fun with my family.

After a while of going up and down, up and down, I went to a really big pool and saw Sezni, Jed, and Brian. I asked them where Yordy was and they answered by saying that he was sitting on the stairs by the pool.

I was having a nice time chatting with Jed in the pool, when all of a sudden the water in the pool started to move. The water swelled and big waves formed. Being in the waves was really fun but then Jed grabbed me and was throwing me in the air.

Then, he jumped on top of me and I almost started to drown. I went running out of the pool and when I finally got out of the pool, Brian said, “Let’s go and eat.” So we all went to the restaurant like a happy family.

When we finished eating, we went on other water slides to have fun and once again, Yordy did not want to get on, so we left him there again. At the bottom, Brian said to us “The park is going to close soon.” So we went to change and get ready to leave.

Right when we were going to leave, we realized Sezni was missing. We became really worried as we looked for him. We hoped that nothing had happened to him. Jed and his friend went to go and look around the park for him but Yordy and I stayed at the entrance.

Twenty minutes passed and we didn’t see anything. Then far away we saw Sezni walking towards us crying. The good thing is that nothing happened to him and thank God Jed and Brian came back worried, but then they saw Sezni.

We went to the car to leave the water park and thank God everything went well and we had lots of fun. It was an unforgettable day for us.

Thank you for reading my story. Bye.

This story was written by a Nicaraguan youth, and was voluntarily given to Capital on the Edge for publishing. The subject choice was his entirely. He has elected to write about his experiences for the glory of God and so that others may learn from his experiences. The translation of this work is performed voluntarily and not professionally, hence there may be some errors. Any decisive deviation from the text is in consultation with the author, and is done so to make clear the life events written about and to provide further information so that the story is more understandable.

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To learn more about our street theatre production, "CREATED", please visit our page,NICAVANGELISTS: "CREATED", North American Tour (2013)

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Stivey having fun in the basement of the Seaburg house, in New York

Hola mi nombre es steven,

esta vez les vengo a contar un experiencia muy divertida que tuve

EL 10 de agosto de este ano en Miami Florida estaba donde mi abuela visitando cuando de repente mi amigo Yordy me envio un mensaje invitandome a un lugar fuera de la ciudad yo no sabia donde era para mi era una sorpresa

Yordy con compania de Jed y Sezni tenia planeado ir con un amigo a un parque de diverciones acuatico, Jed YORDY Sezni y el amigo me fueron a recoger para irnos

cuando vi el parke me asombre mucho porque era mi primera vez que yo a visto algo cuando llegamos al parque nos a bajamos del carro asombrado porque al ver a lo largo mire unos grande toboganes que cubrian todo el parque

caminando hacia el parque mirando que habia una gran fila de gente para entrar A si que tuvimos que esperar 10 minutos para entrar al parque en ese transcurso del tiempo esta muy emociona por subirme al tobogan mas grande

Nos fuimos a cambiar para ir a los toboganes,Cuando subimos las escaleras a montanos a un tobogon miramos que era muy alto y yo le tengo miedo a las alturas pero Jed me dijo vamos no tengas miedo Cuando hi vamos a montarnos a las balsas el agua estaba muy helada Yordy no queria montarse con nosotro porque tenia mucho miedo le pedimos que se montara pero el decia que no, Entonces lo dejamos hay y tiramos A dentro del tunel era muy oscuro A dentro, salimos yo muy nervioso pero feliz porque me estaba divirtiendo mucho como familia, Despues fuimo a otro que era una pisina muy grande, me fui a meter a la pisina hay estaba Jed,Sezni, y nuestro amigo

Yo pregunte por Yordy y me dijieron que estaba bajando por las escaleras y no tardaba en llegar donde esta vamos nosotros,

Yo estaba con jed en la pisina pero yo mire de repente que las aguas de las pisina estaban como olas y era muy divertido pero de repente Jed me agarro me estaba subiendo encima de mi me estaba ahogando me le corri, y sali de la pisina al llegar estaba muy cansado cuando de repente el amigo de Jed dijo vamos a comer y fuimos como una familia Cuando terminamos de comer , fuimos a otro toboganes a divertinos y de nuevo Yordy no quiso y lo dejamos hay a el, nosotros nos fuimos a montarnos a otro tobogan Cuando bajamos ,el amigo de Jed dijo que faltaba poco para cerrar,

Ya Cuando nos y vamos a ir Sezni no estaba , Nosotro muy preocupado fuimos buscarlo como loco esperando que no le hubiera pasado nada Jed y su amigo fueron a buscarlo alrededor del parque pero yo y Yordy nos quedamos en la entra

pasaron como 20 minutos sin saber nada de el pero de repente miramos a lo lejos a sezni camindo hacia nosotro llorando lo bueno es que no le paso nada y gracias a Dios llego Jed y su amigo algo preocupado todo bien si y haci nos fuimos agarrar el carro para hirnos del parque y gracias a Dios todo salio muy bien ese dia fue muy divertido y alegre,,,,,,,un dia muy inolvidable para nosotro,,,,,,,,,,thank you for reading my story,,,,, bye

POST by ELIEZER: Stivey's Sad Suicide Story

Stivey mucking around in the Ohio Valley

Hello my name is Eliezer and this time I am going to tell you a story about Stiven’s family

My friend Stiven is a funny, nice, and very good friend but like everyone, he has a lot of problems in his life. 

Stivens aunt, named Luisa, is a very kind and humble lady. She had a son named Jonathan and he was 19 years old. He was Stiven’s best friend but he had a problem with drugs and alcohol. He would always be with people that were involved in gangs and he would not listen to his mum.

About four years ago, around Easter time, Luisa decided to take a trip to the beach with her family. They decided to rent a mini bus that would make the trips to the beach, together with others from the community who also wanted to go. She did not know that it would be one of the worst trips of her life. The day of the trip, everyone was really excited, but the day before Jonathan had had a fight with his mum. He was high on drugs and acting crazily.

The time to go to the beach had arrived and Jonathan was mad at his mum. He went to Stiven and told him what had happened with his mum and Stiven pleaded him to not be mad with her. He gave him an idea to ask for forgiveness but Jonathan didn’t want to so he did not  listen to him and he went to the back of the minibus and started to drink alcohol.

When they got to the beach, Jonathan got into a fight with his mum but this time he went too far and he hit her with a bottle of alcohol that he had in his hand. Her head started to bleed and she started to cry and so Jonathan ran away.

Jonathan’s mum asked Stiven to go and look for him with the help of other people and so they searched for him for two hours. When they finally found him, he was on the rocks where the waves were crashing down.

When Jonathan saw the search party, he jumped off the edge of the rocks calling out “Sorry mum” and he died. The waves cut his body in half. It was impossible to get him out. Even a police boat tried to get him out but failed.

Stiven was really upset because Jonathan was his best friend and he did not know how to tell Jonathan’s mum because it would be difficult for her to take.

Stivey’s experience shows us that addictions and bad company make us do stuff that we might regret. Thank you for reading my story.

Stivey playing "God" in CREATED. Francesca, Eliezer, Aben, Lorenzy and Jonny in background

This story was written by a Nicaraguan youth, and was voluntarily given to Capital on the Edge for publishing. The subject choice was his entirely. He has elected to write about his experiences for the glory of God and so that others may learn from his experiences. The translation of this work is performed voluntarily and not professionally, hence there may be some errors. Any decisive deviation from the text is in consultation with the author, and is done so to make clear the life events written about and to provide further information so that the story is more understandable.

If you would like to support this fellow on a monthly basis, please CLICK HERE

To learn more about our street theatre production, "CREATED", please visit our page,NICAVANGELISTS: "CREATED", North American Tour (2013)

If you would like to see a video of some of our Nica-Youths practicing, please CLICK HERE

We are not up to budget, and travelling with 14 people is very expensive. We need an investment from Christian people for our next evangelism tour to the Midwest. To support us or make a once off donation, please visit our page, Contemplating SUPPORTINGsomething significant?

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SUICIDIO POR DECEPCIONAR A UN SER QUERIDO

Hola mi nombre es Eliezer esta ves les vengo a contar una historia que le sucedio a un familiar de mi amigo stiven

mi amigo stiven es un chico gracioso amable i muy buen amigo pero como todo chico pobre de nicaragua tiene muchos problemas en su vida .

Ase aproccimadamente 4 a;os la tia de stiven llamada luisa era una se;ora mui hamable y muy humilde ella tenia un hijo llamado jonathan el tenia 19 a;os y era el mejor amigo de stiven pero tenia un fuerte problema de drogas y alcool el siempre se mantenia con personas de pandias i no le asia caso a su mama

En semana santa do;a luisa desidio aser un viaje para ir ala playa con su familia pero como no tenian suficiente dinero tubo que alquilar un auto bus  que iba a aser el recorido con alluda de personas de la comunidad

pero sin saber que ese viaje iba a ser uno de los peores de su vida el dia de el viaje estaban  todos emosionados pero un dia antes jonatan abia tenido una discucion con su mama el andaba drogado y estaba como loco .

llego la hora de ir ala playa i jonatan estaba enojado con su mama se aserco a stiven i le conto lo que abia pasado con su mama stiven le pidio que no estubiera enojado  le dio una idesa para pedirle perdon a su mama pero jonatan no estaba conforme asi que no le iso caso i se fue a tomar licor en la parte de atras de el auto bus .

cuando llegaron a la playa jonatan bolbio a discutir con su mama pero esta bes llego mui lejos el la golpio con una botella de licor que tenia en la mano i le rajo la cabesa el comenso a llorar i salio coriendo

la mama le pidio a stiven que lo fuera a buscar con alluda de otro amigo pasaron 2 oras cuando alfin lo miraron en unas rocas donde pegan las olas cuando nos bio se lanso i grito “perdon mama” el murio. las olas le destroso la mitad de el cuerpo i fue imposible sacarlo asta que llego una lancha de la policia a sacarlo stiven estaba destrosado porque era su mejor amigo i el no sabia como desirselo a su mama iba a ser un golpe mui fuerte para ella .

Esto nos ense;a que los bisios i las malas compa;ia nos lleban a cometer cosas que delas cuales nos arepentimos i el cometio malas con su mama el un ser querido que debemos respetar i querer .

GRACIAS POR LEER MI ISTORIA.

POST by STIVEY: Eliezer's Highly Haunted House

Stivey and Eliezer leading worship

Hello, my name is Stiven and I am going to tell you a story about unexpected things that happen in Nicaragua.

Three years ago, my friend Eliezer lived with his grandfather on a farm and he worked in the field with his grandfather. Eliezer told me about things that his grandfather would tell him, such as mysterious things that would suddenly appear.

On the farm, there was an abandoned house. A long time ago, some people went there to work on the farm and they slept at Eliezer’s grandfather’s house. One of these folks became friends with Eliezer. His name was Juan and he was the same age as Eliezer. Juan took care of animals that were on the farm.

Now both Eliezer and Juan liked adventures. One day they decided to go to a haunted house on their farm for the night, because Eliazer’s grandfather said that it was a scary house, where others went to scare people. They were awake until 12 midnight and they did not see anything, so they fell asleep not knowing what would happen.

At three in the morning, Juan woke up and went to the bathroom. Whilst visiting the lavatory, someone or something called to him and he was really scared and went running into the house but the door to the room where he had been sleeping would not open.

Juan looked for some place where he could get in but it wasn’t to be and the mysterious voice kept on calling. Whilst terrified for his life, he turned around to see what was there and he saw a black animal with red eyes, and the animal kept on getting bigger and bigger with each step that he took towards him.

Juan started running and climbed through a window of the house, into the same bedroom he’d been sleeping in, and woke up Eliezer. Juan told his companion to get out of the house but Eliezer did not listen to him and he told Juan to go back to sleep.

At four thirty in the morning something unexpected happened. The bed that they were sleeping in moved, and they heard something walking above the ceiling. Both Juan and Eliezer were very scared. They were about 2 km away from the nearest house!

Eliezer asked Juan to look for a torch so that they could leave. In that moment my friend Eliezer, thought that he was going to die. Juan planned to use the horses in order to escape. They jumped onto the horses and left without looking behind them. As they rode away, they could hear the creature behind them, following along!.

When they arrived home they were really scared. They could not believe it. They’d just experienced one of the most terrifying nights of their lives and it was all because they did not believe what his grandfather had said about that haunted house.

This story goes to shows us, that people’s crazy stories are not always lies. The stories are surprising to the person who is listening and hard to believe, but not necessarily a lie.

Thank you for reading my story and God bless you.

Eliezer with Grandad and Granny (UK) and little Brien-brother-Billy

Hola mi nombre es stiven les vengo a contar un poco de las historia de que su se den en Nicaragua apariciones y cosas inexplicables

Hace 3anos mi amigo Eliezer vivía donde su abuelo en una finca y el trabaja en el campo con su abuelo  él me contaba cosa que su abuelo le decía de la que pasaba en la fina como apariciones

en la finca estaba una casa abandonada pero un día llegaron a trabajar hay y habitaron la casa mi amigo Eliezer se hiso amigo de uno de ellos que era un chico llamado juan de su edad y el cuidaba animales que había en la finca y a ellos les gustaban las aventuras,

así que se disidieron ir a esa casa a pasar una noche solo porque decían su abuelo que hay asustaban estuvieron despierto hasta las 12;00 de la noche y no pudieron ver nada y se quedaron dormido sin saber lo que iba a pasar,

a las 3;00 de la mañana juan se levantó de su cama para ir hacer sus necesidades cuando repente al quien o algo lo llamo juan con miedo corrió hacia dentro de la casa pero la puerta del cuarto no habría el busco la forma de entra pero no podía y la vos misteriosa lo llamaba el voltio haber que era y miro un animal negro con ojos rojo cada vez se hacía más grande cuando caminaba el animal el salió corriendo y se metió a  una ventana de la casa despertó a Eliezer y le dijo que se fuera de la casa pero no le hiso caso a juan lo que le había dicho y le dijo Eliezer a el que se durmiera,

A las 4;30 de la mañana su se dio algo inexplicable la cama en donde estaban durmiendo se movió y arriba del techo se escuchó algo que caminaba y ellos  estaban muy aterrado y estaban muy lejos de alguna casa eran 2km para poder llegar Eliezer le pidió a su amigo juan que buscara la lámpara y poder irse de ahí,

En ese momento mi amigo Eliezer pensaba que iba a morir a su amigo juan se le ocurrió que pudiéramos usar los caballos y a si escapar se montaron a los caballos y huyeron sin ver atrás pero oyeron que los venían persiguiendo al llegar a su casa asustado y con miedo su se dio pero no le creía esa noche fue lo peor noche que habían pasado tenido por no haber creído en las historias que decía su abuelo sobre esa casa,

Esto nos ensena que existe cosas que a veces no son contadas porque dicen que son mentiras y son muy sorprendente para quien la escucho y es muy difícil de creer,

Gracias por leer mi historia DIOS LES BENDIGA,

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To learn more about our street theatre production, "CREATED", please visit our page, NICAVANGELISTS: "CREATED", North American Tour (2013)

If you would like to see a video of some of our Nica-Youths practicing, please CLICK HERE, or for a video with a bit more info, please CLICK HERE

We are not up to budget, and travelling with 14 people is very expensive. We need an investment from Christian people for our next evangelism tour to the Midwest. To support us or make a once off donation, please visit our page, Contemplating SUPPORTING something significant? 

To learn more about our home Church in Australia, please CLICK HERE

This story was written by a Nicaraguan youth, and was voluntarily given to Capital on the Edge for publishing. The subject choice was his entirely. He has elected to write about his experiences for the glory of God and so that others may learn from his experiences. The translation of this work is performed voluntarily and not professionally, hence there may be some errors. Any decisive deviation from the text is in consultation with the author, and is done so to make clear the life events written about and to provide further information so that the story is more understandable.  

This story was translated by Lorenzy/Francesca and edited by Jed.

POST by STIVEY: Family (Sighs)

Stivey with his Mum and some of his family (and friends)

This is a story about how my family and I used to live.

When I was just seven years old, my family and I did not have a place to live. We ended up living with some of my cousins but it was a terrible arrangement. During our time living with extended family, we experienced a lot of shame and humiliation.

Our relatives did not want us to live with them, but we did not have any other place to go. Our cousins insulted us and treated us badly. We are related to my cousins through my mum. However, it made no difference to my family that we were from the same blood. They hated us living with them. They swore at us constantly.

My brothers did not have high paying jobs. We only had sufficient money to purchase food.

My uncles and aunties were very mean. They would tell my cousins that they should make our lives difficult so that we would want to leave. Their hearts were not at all good.

But my grandmother (my mother’s mum) did not know what was happening to us because she did not live there in the house with us.

Years passed and when I was eleven years old I got my first job, selling cheese. Well actually, my role was to just carry the cheese with a friend of mine. Every day I took the cheese to a market, but the job didn’t generate a lot of money for me. Everything I made, I gave to my mum.

One day, my grandmother found out about the problems my family was experiencing. She went without telling anyone to the bank, and sought a loan for ten thousand dollars. All thanks to God, they gave my gran the money and she gave it to my parents.

When she gave it to them, they were really, extremely happy. They were then in a position to purchase a house away from where my cousins lived, in another part of town.

My dad and brothers worked hard to pay back my grandmother and thanks to God we are no longer in the same house as our cousins.

We thank God that he put our Gran on a path to help us. Now my family is happy because we have had so much help. Today, when asked, I say that my uncles, aunts and cousins do not exist.

True family are people who do not turn their back on you and who support you, regardless of circumstances. With God, everything is possible.

Thank you for Reading my story.

Stivey, performing at Solid Rock Assembly in Minnesota

ESTA ES UNA HISTORIA DE MI FAMILIA COMO VIVIAMOS ANTES

Cuando yo tenía la edad de 7anos mi familia no teníamos donde vivir y bueno y vivíamos donde mi primas y eso era muy feo en ese tiempo porque pasábamos penas y mucha humillación,

Porque ellos no nos querían hay viviendo más pero nosotros no teníamos hogar donde ir y nos insultaban y nos trataban mal y eso que eran familia de nosotros de parte de madre pero eso,

No le importaba a ellos pero a mis padres estaban muy mal porque no teníamos donde vivir y ellos nos decían malas palabras pero mis hermano n tenían trabajo que ganaban mucho dinero,

Solo para la comida nos alcanzaba solamente para eso pero también mis tíos eran muy malos le decían a mi primas que nos corrieran donde vivíamos que mal que eran ello  sin corazón,

Pero mi abuela madre de mi mama no sabía nada de lo que pasaba donde estábamos porque ella no vivía hay pasaron los años y yo a la edad de 11 anos yo tuve mi primer trabajo que era vender queso bueno cargador de queso con un amigo mío en un tramo en un mercado pero yo no ganaba mucho dinero solo para darle a mi mama pero un día,

mi abuela se dio cuenta de los problemas que pasaba mi mama y  ella no lo creí mi abuela se fue  sin decir nada  y fue al banco a prestar 10.000 dólares gracias a Dios se los prestaron y se los entregó a mi mama y mi mama y papa  estaba muy alegre y feliz por ese sacrificio para comprar una casa lejos de hi y mis hermano y padre trabajaron duro para pagarle ese dinero que presto mi abuela gracias  Dios que salimos de hay,

y por gracias de  Dios y mi abuela que dios la puso en ese camino y ahora mi familia estamos felices y contento por esa ayuda, por eso yo digo no existen los tíos y primos familia es aquella que no te da la espalda familia es la que te apoya en todo momento solo digo que con Dios es todo posible,

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This story was written by a Nicaraguan youth, and was voluntarily given to Capital on the Edge for publishing. The subject choice was his entirely. He has elected to write about his experiences for the glory of God and so that others may learn from his experiences. The translation of this work is performed voluntarily and not professionally, hence there may be some errors. Any decisive deviation from the text is in consultation with the author, and is done so to make clear the life events written about and to provide further information so that the story is more understandable.  

This story was translated by Lorenzy and edited by Jed.

 

POST by STIVEY: Thankfully the One Who Got A Way

Once, my brother was playing football. Well football is his favourite sport and he was playing in a park and a guy was there. After my brother had finished playing, the fellow who was also at the park wanted to steal my brother’s money.

My brother left the park at great speed, running towards our house. When he looked back there wasn’t just one chap chasing him, there were now two. My brother ran to where my cousins were. My cousins grabbed rocks from the ground and started pelting them at the would-be-robbers, who thanks to my cousins, ran away.

My brother didn’t know it, but the thieves lived in the same neighborhood as us. I think the robbers were waiting for their time of revenge. They didn’t act, they just waited.

One day, the robbers were watching my brother. They wanted to stab him with a knife. The thieves almost succeeded. My brother was fighting with one of them and the other pulled out a knife and threw it at my brother’s neck. However, my brother saw the knife coming and ducked away from it, only being slightly nicked on his neck.

Thanks to God, someone called for my cousins, who arrived on the scene quick-smart. My cousins started throwing stones at the two bad dudes and they started to run, but my cousin hit one of them. He lay on the ground in pain and the other ran away and left his companion lying there in the dirt.

My cousins wasted no time in doling out their punishment. They beat him. They nearly killed him! Then my brother said to my cousins “stop it, or he'll die!”

The police arrived shortly after and took the robber away as their prisoner and put him in prison. And so they never tried to steal from my brother again and thank God he was not killed.

This story was written by a Nicaraguan youth, and was voluntarily given to Capital on the Edge for publishing. The subject choice was his entirely. He has elected to write about his experiences for the glory of God and so that others may learn from his experiences. The translation of this work is performed voluntarily and not professionally, hence there may be some errors. Any deviation from the text is in consultation with the author, to make clear the life events written about.

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Una vez mi hermano estaba jugando futbol, bueno su deporte es el futbol él estaba jugando en un parque y un chico estaba ahí. Después que terminó el chico  le quería robar su dinero que tenía,  mi hermano salió corriendo y el chico con otro lo persiguieron, entonces mi hermano llegó donde unos primos y  agarraron a los ladrones a pedrada. Gracias a eso, ese día no le hicieron nada a mi hermano.  Los ladrones eran del mismo barrio pero mi hermano no sabía. 

Los ladrones parece que no lo iban a dejar así. Otro día miran a mi hermano y lo querían dañar con un cuchillo y los ladrones casi lo logran ; él estaba peleando con unos y el otro saco un cuchillo y se lo tiró al cuello a mi hermano y por reflejo se lo capio, solo le paso rosando el cuello y gracias a Dios  después llegaron  mis primos por que se dieron cuenta que el estaba peleando. Mis primo los agarraron a pedrada y los dos corrieron pero mi primo le pega a uno y el otro corrió y lo dejó ahí tirado en el piso, entonces mi primo comenzó a golpear al  que se cayó  y casi lo mata Entonces mi hermano lo desaparto y  le dijo: dejen lo van a matar Entonces llego la policía y se lo llevaron y lo metieron preso y así ellos nunca más robaron mi y her