The Countdown

Generally speaking, when you think of a "countdown" your mind subconsciously begins with the more popular numbers; numbers such as three, as used in the countdown  before a race. Five, the number parents generally count to before all Haites breaks out. And in my opinion the most widely accepted, ten. As is the case with ticking time-bombs. However, in this case, despite what is universally accepted and more commonly used, I have decided to start my countdown at seven. Why seven? Well, in seven days from now I will be on a plane and on my way back to Nicaragua where I will be spending the next four-weeks.  For reasons unknown to me, God has given me tremendous favor with Ms. Sandy Carter as well as the other missionaries in Nicaragua, and through that I have not had to pay for anything other than a plane ticket. No in country cost. No cost for housing or food. And no cost for transportation. Which happens to work out wonderfully since I am broke behind belief (financially speaking of course). I do feel blessed though to know that I have a group of close friends and family that continue to keep me in their thoughts and prayers. So, for that I thank you.

I plan on keeping everyone posted on my adventure in foreign lands, however, I recall quite often not having power during the daylight hours, so we'll see how that works out. This being my first "official" blog and all, I'm not sure if I have done it correctly; by that I mean I am not sure if these are meant to cause controversy, spark interest, prove a point, or have the cure for cancer encrypted somewhere in the midst. For my purpose though, I figure I can simply "inform" you of how things are going. With that being said, te hablare luego y Dios te bendiga.