by jimmy | Jul 11, 2012 | Videos |
by jimmy | Jul 11, 2012 | Videos |
by jimmy | Jul 2, 2012 | Blog |
This morning I am back in MGA at our base camp of sorts. It is a home we have been in for about four days out of seveteen. We have been a Gringo Traveling Circus traveling from wonderful family to wonderful family. I think we are going to be here for a few days but hey you never know. We just got back from a visit to Vida Joven Camp. We traveled to Matagalpa up in the mountains of Nicaragua. It is a beautiful place and a wonderful mountain climate. It is just like being in Colorado. The vegetation is a bit different with the trees being more like the large trees of California but up in the mountains. We were driving and talking and Jeannie mentioned how it feels when you drive up the mountain you could be anywhere in the world and then you round a turn and there is a mix of Daniel Ortega signs and signs we can’t read telling you what the folks are selling or doing in their shops. Tire shop? Dress shop? No idea…but when you drive up the mountain you can see the beauty of what God has created and it is the same as where you are today. Just different signs. As we climbed the mountains the air got cooler and the coffee plants began to cover the mountainsides. We came to the camp and drove through the middle of camp and parked on the baseball fields. We are early and there are no campers yet and we had about two hours to walk around and shoot some pre-chaos footage. ...
by jimmy | Jun 22, 2012 | Blog |
Traveling is never fun. Planes, buses, luggage… Traveling in Central America is somewhere between terrifying and exhilarating. It is in those moments that you get to see a glimpse at God. Waking up at 4 and loading your family on a bus to travel across the border of Nicaragua and then hop off the bus in some tiny town and hopefully there is a guy to pick you up out of the mess of taxi drivers and whisk you away. Each time we have landed in a new country there has been a tiny sliver of time that we were alone. All by ourselves, just the Hamptons, and the rest of the world. Nobody has your back. Nobody to call on. It is a tiny microscopic glimpse into what it must be like to live here. But then after a short time a person arrives that was sent there by the Lord and he whisks you away and takes you to a beautiful place. Some amazing place with friendly faces and free flowing love and kindness. I think a relationship with Jesus is just like that. We are born into this world and things are tough. Things happen to us that are scary and terrible. We live a life here on earth. But He was sent to save us. He is that guy. This lifetime on earth, all we are given is a sliver of an eternity. 5 minutes maybe. When you have that moment when you are alone and there is nobody. Maybe He is now. Jesus will speak to your heart and invite you to get in...
by jimmy | Jun 20, 2012 | Blog |
We are now in Costa Rica. What a journey. We got on a bus at 5:30 Sunday morning and headed south. I have never ridden on a public bus much less one in Central America. The bus was pretty much a Greyhound, like we have in the states. We got rolling around 6 and headed south through the city and through other small cities picking up people along the way. I was amazed at the people we would pick up along the way We would drive into these tiny towns and out of nowhere these American kids would get on the bus. We did not speak to all of them, but one young lady was from NY and she was down in a town called Granada, a place we plan to visit. She had a PHD in refugee work, and was waiting for her security clearance. She will begin a job in DC working abroad helping refugees gain access to the United States. Pretty cool. The highlight of the bus trip was for sure taking Beck to the bathroom. Helping go number one in a toilet driving through Central America has to be similar to trying to do the same in a plane but as it is taking off or landing. The second time though we actually figured out how to turn on the light which was nice. The kids were troopers except for Libby who was a little disappointed I would not let her buy ice cream from a street vendor at a Nicaraguan bus border crossing and Beck was kinda bummed but not really that we would...
