It’s not every day that you see a father clutch his child close and whisper hope over her life.
It’s not every day that you see hundreds of children make a decision to be a part of something greater than themselves, let alone think past lunch time.
It’s not every day that you stare into the face of the future of a nation and realize their destiny can be changed and their life can make an impact.
It’s not every day that you see a scar-ridden, tatted, sinister looking gang banger reduced to tears on his bicycle, vowing to surrender his old ways to a new life.
It’s not every day that you see a face half paralyzed healed by a word and a touch.
It’s not every day that the presence of God touches a nation divided and unites denominations under the banner of grace.
It definitely has not been your average Monday – and I pray to never have one of those again. Because the Lord is calling us to a new level, a new perspective. To see Him work like this everywhere we go, every single day. Miracles should be expected where the Lord manifests His presence, and His presence dwells within us, the temple (lit. holy of holies) of His Spirit. The power of the living God who raises death to life is within each of us who call on Him, and these kind of encounters ought to flow through our mundane Mondays and moments. If we would let go of fear, ask the Holy Spirit to fill us, and allow His glory to seep through the cracks of our weaknesses, we could watch someone’s world literally change in our hands.
A whole generation of young people are witnessing the power of God in Nicaragua. One day, future generations will hear the stories of these signs and wonders, the pre-cursors to a national transformation that will trigger a ripple throughout all of Central America.