Day 3 of Nicaragua - It was a shack, It rained, But god showed up

Day 3 we went to a village for the sick. I knew we were going to have service at a church  plant, but when I saw the location my mind was blown away on how it small it was.  Inside the hut there was mounts of dirt and cement because they were still in the process building the building.  I really did not know how we were going to have church but these people have the fire of god on them. You can see it in their eyes,
Before the service started the group split to talk to the people at the village.


Each time I visited someones house, they welcomed us with open arms. Here are these people sleeping in a home made shack no bigger then my own bedroom.  I did not understand on how they could live like this. But I could feel Gods presence in each house.

When it was time for the service we saw the rain coming, I thought they were going to cancel. They did not. They came to the small shack.  Worship begin and I lost it after that. I saw such passion and they had nothing. The roof was leaking, and the ground was muddy. And yet they worshiped like no one I ever saw. The pastor was a 60 yrs old woman who had more energy then most people I know back in the states. We have so good and yet want everything to be perfect before we can worship. But here is the lady who was dancing before the Lord in the worst condition you can imagine. I have experience so much through this. that you can worship