A whirlwind few days… on Tuesday we rented a car at 7:30am and drove up to the State University of New York, located in Brockport, which is just west of Rochester, NY. The trip took some 7 hours and whilst the lads dosed on-and-off I was tasked with driving the vehicle.
I spent the time praying, listening to talk-back-radio and listening to an eclectic mix of this-and-that music. At one point LADY GAGA came on and so I cranked the machine just about as loud as she’d go and started the head boppin and my p-p-p-poker face. Gosh, I was havin a cracker of a time until I was rudely interrupted by the ever-delightful Myron, who took his ear phones out to politely scream at me in his best English, “Can you please turn the music down?!” YOU DON’T JUST TURN LADY GAGA DOWN!!!???!!! The cheek of that boy…
We arrived right on time, warmed up, rehearsed, prayed and then performed. The reaction was mixed from standing ovation all the way down to open-jawed shock and silence. Still, the International Office staff were wrapped and we feel as though it was mission accomplished.
Then we went out and jumped into our rental, only to find that the battery had gone flat on account of LADY GAGA not being turned completely off… Can't read my, Can't read my, No he can't read my poker face…
Thanks to Marky-Mark and the Funky Bunch (Aka Mumma Marsha), within a couple of hours, but not before a short interlude with COTE board member and family (The Seaburgs), we were on our way. Mum mum mum mah
We arrived back at Evangel at 6am. I got shut-eye for an hour and then returned the rental. Without wasting any time I headed to CVS to send off money to Teen Challenge in Honduras (For Jason). I lay down for a while, but couldn’t sleep because Evangel School Children were rehearsing their Easter Play musical. No, by this stage there was no p-p-p-poker face. So dog tired and flat-out like a Lizard drinking, I must have dosed off somewhere around the “He is Risen” finale, because when I awoke with a start it was 10:50am!
After brushing my teeth I grabbed my belongings (Which were already in my jean pockets:
passport, wallet, etc.) and raced out the Evangel doors. Darting about lower Manhattan like
some sort of crazed loon, I couldn’t find a pharmacy or photo shop who could give me the
passport photos I so desperately needed. So I turned up to my midday appointment on time, but a tad dishevelled.
The Aussie Consulate worker behind the bulletproof glass took it all with good humour, and we got to talk about the work I do too, which was a personal encouragement to me. She sent me on my way with directions to a trustworthy photo shop and before too long I returned to the Consulate to complete the application process. The bill was $410 US, plus photos, rail tickets, rah rah.
Just 2 weeks earlier I’d nearly died when I’d worked out the total cost. I needed my passport to be for frequent travellers (Extra expense) and there’s now a surcharge for passport applications from abroad. I was freaking out, “WHERE AM I GOING TO GET AN EXTRA $500 FROM JUST FOR A PASSPORT?!?!?!?!?!”
Well… God is SO faithful. On our first day with Evangel, the terrific pastor took us all out to a spot of lunch at his favourite Thai Restaurant. We’ve been treated SEVERAL TIMES on this outreach to restaurant lunches, and so we put it all down to the favour of God upon our lives. After lunch, the pastor took me aside and said, “Listen. I want to give you $500. It’s a personal donation from me, and I’ve permission from my wife.” I can’t remember the last time someone has said “here is some money, just for you.” HOW AWESOME IS THAT?!?!?! I’d specifically prayed for $500 for my passport, and just days before my interview I’d received exactly $500!
I left the Australian Consulate moments later and skipped back to Queens. The boys were still snoring when I turned the sanctuary lights on and told them we needed to get over to Brooklyn to feed the homeless and perform at Church. An hour later, and after having prayed with the pastors and said our goodbyes with the wonderful people at Evangel, we waltzed through the front doors of Full Gospel and were greeted by Pastor Bacchus and Sister Greta.
We have visited this church more than any other in the US. You’d say it’s an African-American Church, but the people are mostly first generation immigrants from ALL OVER the Caribbean. The food they served us was delicious, trumped only by their soulful worship and spicy corporate prayer time. They giggled, clapped, shouted and “Oh no’d” during the performance of our street theatre production, “El hijo pródigo.”
Up at sparrows, we were kindly driven through the pouring rain to a little church just up the Hudson. Tomorrow it’s more outreach; schools, youth centers, door-knocking… We are giving EVERYTHING WE HAVE to TESTIFY OF OUR GOD who PROVIDES and makes a way…
Yes, we miraculously met our budget shortfall for the month of March, and please believe with us that we’ll make it safely through the month of April. There is so much still to be done!
Today we’re asking you to encourage us forward by contributing to The Nicavangelists’ monthly budget shortfall.
Who are The Nicavangelists?
Kids, teenagers, youth... living in poverty, forced into prostitution, fighting for survival in gangs... the fatherless, the orphaned, the rejected and abused...
each one is special and possesses potential for greatness.
Capital on the Edge, a non profit organisation, utilises a holistic approach, assisting young Nicaraguans in their life’s journey, encouraging them to grow physically, emotionally and spiritually.
Capital on the Edge takes in at-risk youths from the streets of Managua into a talent-development-program, “the Nicavangelists.” In this program, they are given food, housing, clothing, an education and the chance to develop skills in performance arts. The Nicavangelists seek to create a bright future for these incredibly gifted youths by giving them opportunities to share their talents and culture with the world. The name, “the Nicavangelists,” was created by the youths in our talent-development-program.
Please consider supporting the Nicavangelists today. Your donation makes it possible for this troupe's mission to be realised. Your gift helps us to show compassion to the poorest of Latino children, who would otherwise not realise their full potential.
Thank you for investing in the hearts and lives of young Nicaraguans.
Ciao for now and God bless,
Jeddo & The Nicavangelists xoxoxo
PS.. For those who’d prefer to donate via a cheque or paypal, please click on the following link: http://www.nicavangelists.com/partnerships