Sunday July 6

Yesterday I went on house visitations with Miranda before lunch. We visited Rosa who has Malaria. She looked like death, could not stand at all, was in major pain, and really look horrible. We prayed healing over her and we felt God move in that place. When Miranda prayed in Spanish, the Spirit was there. She was praying about evil spirits when our hands that were on her started shaking. The woman was crying. She asked for pain medicine, so one girl gave her ibuprofen because Malaria really makes your joints and muscles hurt. Miranda also read her some Psalms while I continued praying outside.
Later, Jorge went and visited her and she was walking around. It could just be the typed of Malaria she has that makes her feel better one day and horrible the next...but I believe God has worked.

We did a VBS later, which was mediocre. After that Jorge scheduled a soccer game between the Americans and the Jungle people: women played their own game and men afterwards. They played really dirty. They really just trucked us. I swam in the river. I tried to get to the middle, but once I got there, the current was really strong and I got pulled really far down the river, and had to walk home.

We were then told that we had to go to church immediately, so we got ready real fast and we were all dreading going to church when Jovita told us that there is no service. Instead Ethan told his incredible timeline, while we ate his birthday cake (w/ layer of nutella). During dinner, I talked with Miranda and Kendra which was really great.

Then we just turned on some Phil Wickham and some people went out and watched stars, some made art, some journaled, some blew up balloons and watched them fly around when the air came out. I love closing my eyes and letting the music take over my body. It is like I can feel each chord, each rhythm move through my physical body. I love it. I don't think I realized how much music inspires me until this trip. I get really out of it without music.