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Starting out on this trip, I had no expectations what so ever. So naturally when we arrived I was extremely grateful that God provided for us in the form of shelter and food. When I first arrived, I was greeted by numerous awesome people. Agua Viva has been a blast beyond compare. There is something about the people here, all more than willing to serve in the name of the Lord, with only a moments notice. In Agua Viva I was taught to plan for the unexpected, to be ready to completely devote my energy to something that I have been asked to do at a moments notice. I was really blessed to receive the weeklong task of running paintball for the campers. I am an avid paintball player back home so I went into the assignment with an abundance of knowledge on the matter, which helped me solve problems with the guns as well as fill tanks. I even got in some playing time =]. It was tiring work, especially with the Language barrier constantly challenging my endurance, but the Lord granted me patience. The gratification of working to help kids have a blast and have them genuinely appreciate it was truly fulfilling. One of the most moving things that I experienced was in chapel. All the Mexican campers were singing there hearts out, glorifying God. It was then when I truly realized why I came. It wasn’t about me working. It was about God working through me to bring campers to Christ. Bringing Mexican campers to know Christ has been the whole reason for everything that has been accomplished on this mission trip. The Hume Lake team has really been like a mentor to me. Helping me in every aspect of my work here, and for that I am truly thankful. I have made a lot of friends, Mexican and American alike here in Agua Viva and I have every intention of staying in contact with most of them. Finally, I would like to thank everyone who has helped get all of us here, those who came, and most of all, the Lord.
-Jared

Community, something I seem to shun, afraid of accountability. Yet this week I discovered real community the way God intended it. A group of people that come together with a sole purpose of glorifying Christ. I discovered the wealth of friendship and fellowship with other Christians.

Yesterday I was told that during chapel that night there was to be an altar call, something I had not witnessed in years. So my prayer through the day was that God would stir the hearts of my Mexican peers who did not know Jesus. Later as the night came and chapel was about to start o felt a calm peace and excitement as the kids made their way to the tent. The preacher gave his message in Spanish and with the few words that I knew I was convicted. I could feel the presence of God’s spirit. Words like “love, Jesus, and Life.” Echoed through my mind as the preacher dove into prayer. I watched as somewhere around 15 Mexican kids gave their lives to Christ, some of which I had come to know. As I watched they made their way down to the stage as the preacher led them in prayer. The worship band began to play and as the rising sound came to a crescendo the friends of the new believers rushed to the stage and embraced their newfound brothers and sisters in Christ. I stood by the side of the tent enveloped in God’s Love and then I saw a friend of mine in front of the stage lifting his arms I walked over to him and put my arm around his shoulder and there we stood, a Mexican and an American worshiping God and celebrating our new family. I fumbled around the stage praying with friends from Mexico. And one thing stuck in my mind as I worshiped “Familia en christo” family in Christ. And together we worshiped. Community in Christ.

Josh Macha

 Community, something I seem to shun, afraid of accountability. Yet this week I discovered real community the way God intended it. A group of people that come together with a sole purpose of glorifying Christ.  I discovered the wealth of friendship and fellowship with other Christians.

Yesterday I was told that during chapel that night there was to be an altar call, something I had not witnessed in years. So my prayer through the day was that God would stir the hearts of my Mexican peers who did not know Jesus. Later as the night came and chapel was about to start o felt a calm peace and excitement as the kids made their way to the tent. The preacher gave his message in Spanish and with the few words that I knew I was convicted. I could feel the presence of God’s spirit. Words like “love, Jesus, and Life.” Echoed through my mind as the preacher dove into prayer. I watched as somewhere around 15 Mexican kids gave their lives to Christ, some of which I had come to know. As I watched they made their way down to the stage as the preacher led them in prayer. The worship band began to play and as the rising sound came to a crescendo the friends of the new believers rushed to the stage and embraced their newfound brothers and sisters in Christ. I stood by the side of the tent enveloped in God’s Love and then I saw a friend of mine in front of the stage lifting his arms I walked over to him and put my arm around his shoulder and there we stood, a Mexican and an American worshiping God and celebrating our new family. I fumbled around the stage praying with friends from Mexico. And one thing stuck in my mind as I worshiped “Familia en christo” family in Christ. And together we worshiped. Community in Christ.

Josh Macha