I initially made the decision to go to Nicaragua in order to get to know God more. I felt I was not truly living by faith. Although I knew that going to Nicaragua wouldn’t solve this problem, I felt that this would be one step in the right direction. When troubles would arise, I would confide in myself to find the solution; when those solutions didn’t work, I would maneuver my way around the situation to find peace of mind. This was draining and emotionally frustrating for me. I found myself encountering the same problems, having to overcome the same roadblocks, over and over again, without truly having satisfaction in my heart.

"one of my main responsibilities on this trip was to cut hair"
After we arrived in Nicaragua and visited the homeless shelter on Monday , one of my main responsibilities on this trip was to cut hair. As I started sheepishly cutting the hairs of these people, almost petrified that I would mess up and the people would yell at me in Spanish, I found myself intrigued by a woman named Rosa who had been patiently waiting for a haircut since I had arrived that morning. As I proceeded to give her some layers and bangs, I felt a stirring in my heart to pray for her, whomever she was. After I finished her hair and attempted to speak to her in my broken Spanish, I felt a strong connection to her–even though we had just met. As I heard her life’s story with the help of our translator Mauriel, Rosa had explained to me her life of living on the streets for the past three years, scrambling whatever she could find to eat to survive, finding whatever shelter she could for the night to avoid getting raped. I could only feel saddened that this was the life she was living, and I even felt angry at God that a human being as equal as you and I, could live under such circumstances. Continue reading Hope Nicaragua: Judy Song


