“I need you to tell her something.” My mind raced as I thought of the language barrier that divided us. What was God thinking?! There was no way I would be able to get the message across. But God said, “Don’t you think I have told you to do this for a reason?”
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Everyone else was sharing with people in Spanish. I couldn’t carry on a conversation. I started to get angry that this kept happening. Out of nowhere, a Nicaraguan man pedaled up on a silver bicycle, slammed on his brakes, and spoke to me in perfect English.
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Every evening, Michaela would pull me aside afterwards to ask question after question about my relationship with Jesus. She said she wanted to know him intimately, like I did…
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