Going to Nicaragua, I was not sure what to expect. I knew the people were similar to the ones I’ve met in Mexico, but the new country, new team left me at suspense.
Upon arrival, we were presented a list of places we would visit in duration of the seven days we were there and we prayed for God to come with us to the unknown.
God’s mercy was seen every step of the way. We were able to reach out to many children, spread the Gospel at the local jail, feed people who work at the landfills, and pray for the women who are going through cancer treatment.
Visiting the hospital where women are undergoing treatment for different types of cancers was similar to visiting the house of Job. There was silence, there were tears, there was worship.
As it is said in Ecclesiastes: “It is better to go to a house of mourning than to go to a house of feasting, for death is the destiny of everyone; the living should take this to heart.”
It wasn’t until we began to sing that tears ran down from my eyes. Being a witness of smiles in the midst of fire, finding hope in the place where there is hopelessness, that’s the seventh wonder of the world.
At that moment, I not only understood the Gospel, but felt it with my own skin. Holding someone’s hand, knowing they might die tomorrow, but having faith that this is not the end. Heaven is the future of every believer. This is not the end, the tears and sorrows shall pass for God’s love is greater. He brought eternity to the world that was trying to live by self-righteousness through fulfilling every command. Oh how beautiful are the moments when we hold each other’s hand in the midst of pain and suffering! When we begin to worship faith begins to move, the heavens open, hearts are changed, and hope is born. 
Vira Chorney: Faith to Believe 