<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6086065374941057417</id><updated>2012-01-22T22:08:58.884-08:00</updated><category term='thinking about death'/><category term='Arriving'/><category term='planning'/><category term='free time'/><category term='Panama'/><category term='Dominican and Pranks'/><category term='Summer time'/><category term='Apartment Hunting'/><category term='Missions trip to the village of Icandi'/><category term='preparation'/><category term='God is working'/><category term='Campus and Apartments'/><category term='Challenges'/><category term='Video'/><category term='Prayer'/><category term='life in Panama'/><category term='Los Machos'/><title type='text'>Where the Light Is</title><subtitle type='html'>A Peak At Life In Panama</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://juanwherethelightis.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6086065374941057417/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juanwherethelightis.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Juan Carlos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16953175750425753289</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_i5uZw6t4G0k/SrAC91nmJzI/AAAAAAAAAFM/Vc2qTofnfpQ/S220/ipod.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>26</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6086065374941057417.post-6684790254322872465</id><published>2010-03-04T12:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-04T15:19:18.305-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm back from the Dominican</title><content type='html'>So I'm back from the Dominican Republic now. It was a greatly blessed trip, God definitely did a lot of amazing things during our time there and I'm now glad to be back home in my apartment. What can I share with you first, hmmm. We spent two weeks at the University of Santo Domingo, commonly known as the UASD. The University of Santo Domingo is way bigger than the university of Panama, about four times bigger from my judgment. There was also more of a diversity of student culture at the UASD. For example, when you walk into the arts faculty, you find that students dress differently than do the students of most other faculties. You'll also find that business students dress formally, I guess to get them used to the business world, but you can almost always guess which faculty a student is from by the way they dress or look. I the bigger student population may have something to do with the diverse student culture.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  Our time there was mostly spent on the campus evangelizing and discipling students, which was great because that is why went there. This gave us a great opportunity to share alongside the Dominican students, who really really needed experience in sharing their faith. Always being on campus also made it easier to do important follow up with students there. Follow up is really hard to do if you don't have a very open schedule for all types of different students who have their own personalized schedules and lives that don't necessarily fit ours possibly tight schedules, so that was awesome. We were also able to plan some small scales meeting and events with them, like training meetings and our awesome picture scavenger hunt. It was really cool to see so many students show up to that scavenger hunt and it was especially cool to be a part of the winning team that day! We got points for creativity, which I am proud to say, pretty much won it for us. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   Now let me just share with you a little story of what happened. Every day, we would eat under a certain tree on campus that was close to the business and arts faculties. As we were eating there, we ran into a group of students and just started talking to them. In our conversations, one of the girls in the group told us that she was married, but by sexual and a lot of other things that I can't remember, but I think she said all these things to see our reaction to them. Maybe she was all the things that she said, but that didn't matter, we shared the gospel with her and the rest of her friends, and I think that they could really see that we cared about them. I made four friends in the midst of all those conversations. Yael, Martha, Elizabeth and Pedro. They were all very loving people, but their confidence and toughness can be intimidating for others. Yael in particular, seemed to be the tough girl in the group. Yael also didn't accept Christ into her life, but she came to all the meeting we had and seemed really interested in what we were doing. By the end of the trip, Yael and all her friends were so happy with our friendship, that they left us gifts to take back home to Panama. The gifts were really nice too and it indicated to me that they really appreciated the time that we spent with them every lunch time. I think that even though Yael never accepted Christ those two weeks we were there, God was definitely working in her heart and making her think more about her own life. &lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;  Now that I'm back home, I've been dealing with some stomach issues right now and I just ask that you keep that in prayer for me. While I was down there, I was sick with a cold and stomach problems, and even though my cold has gone away, my stomach is still bothering me a lot. I'll be heading over to the doctor soon. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope that you have been blessed these past couple of weeks. Here are some photos for you to enjoy, to give you a little picture of Dominican Republic. Blessings :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_i5uZw6t4G0k/S5AwN0bJuwI/AAAAAAAAAHY/vj15VNqewK8/s1600-h/DSC04878.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_i5uZw6t4G0k/S5AwN0bJuwI/AAAAAAAAAHY/vj15VNqewK8/s400/DSC04878.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5444904963459889922" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_i5uZw6t4G0k/S5Awq1qBJJI/AAAAAAAAAHg/GOiBXfRGfrk/s1600-h/DSC04920.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_i5uZw6t4G0k/S5Awq1qBJJI/AAAAAAAAAHg/GOiBXfRGfrk/s400/DSC04920.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5444905462006883474" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_i5uZw6t4G0k/S5A9YCLhKDI/AAAAAAAAAHo/fFcfZ2Ezy88/s1600-h/DSC04939.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_i5uZw6t4G0k/S5A9YCLhKDI/AAAAAAAAAHo/fFcfZ2Ezy88/s400/DSC04939.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5444919432602265650" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_i5uZw6t4G0k/S5A9vrRMOsI/AAAAAAAAAHw/lJ6LY2aKLQk/s1600-h/DSC04902.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_i5uZw6t4G0k/S5A9vrRMOsI/AAAAAAAAAHw/lJ6LY2aKLQk/s400/DSC04902.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5444919838768904898" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_i5uZw6t4G0k/S5A-KJcrokI/AAAAAAAAAH4/FaIWyRf7GK4/s1600-h/DSC05049.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_i5uZw6t4G0k/S5A-KJcrokI/AAAAAAAAAH4/FaIWyRf7GK4/s400/DSC05049.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5444920293546762818" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_i5uZw6t4G0k/S5A-vsS99KI/AAAAAAAAAIA/oZ6KFD7SjaY/s1600-h/DSC04999.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_i5uZw6t4G0k/S5A-vsS99KI/AAAAAAAAAIA/oZ6KFD7SjaY/s400/DSC04999.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5444920938556421282" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6086065374941057417-6684790254322872465?l=juanwherethelightis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://juanwherethelightis.blogspot.com/feeds/6684790254322872465/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6086065374941057417&amp;postID=6684790254322872465' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6086065374941057417/posts/default/6684790254322872465'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6086065374941057417/posts/default/6684790254322872465'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juanwherethelightis.blogspot.com/2010/03/im-back-from-dominican.html' title='I&apos;m back from the Dominican'/><author><name>Juan Carlos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16953175750425753289</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_i5uZw6t4G0k/SrAC91nmJzI/AAAAAAAAAFM/Vc2qTofnfpQ/S220/ipod.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_i5uZw6t4G0k/S5AwN0bJuwI/AAAAAAAAAHY/vj15VNqewK8/s72-c/DSC04878.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6086065374941057417.post-71347474140698551</id><published>2010-02-09T12:16:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-09T12:39:49.419-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Dominican and Pranks'/><title type='text'>Heading out to the Dominican Republic and a Prank Video</title><content type='html'>So I'm heading out to the Dominican Republic on Saturday night. It's going to be an intense time of ministry down there as four Panamanian students and one staff member come to help change the world for Christ. Please be praying for our safety while we're there. Dominican Republic is a place that's so in need of God and please be praying that we would have the courage to spread the word to people down there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  So far, the students and staff member that are going aren't at 100% of their support, so be praying for that too. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have a funny story for you guys: Over the weekend, I tried to prank Wes by posing as a Panamanian sending him love text message, but the Panamanian girl that was working on the prank with me turned against me and instead pulled the prank on me. You can see the video below or on facebook if you're friends with Wes. They were really having fun with this one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope to that everyone is having an amazing February :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="400" height="300" &gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true" /&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always" /&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.facebook.com/v/659437086535" /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.facebook.com/v/659437086535" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="400" height="300"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6086065374941057417-71347474140698551?l=juanwherethelightis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://juanwherethelightis.blogspot.com/feeds/71347474140698551/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6086065374941057417&amp;postID=71347474140698551' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6086065374941057417/posts/default/71347474140698551'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6086065374941057417/posts/default/71347474140698551'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juanwherethelightis.blogspot.com/2010/02/heading-out-to-dominican-republic-and.html' title='Heading out to the Dominican Republic and a Prank Video'/><author><name>Juan Carlos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16953175750425753289</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_i5uZw6t4G0k/SrAC91nmJzI/AAAAAAAAAFM/Vc2qTofnfpQ/S220/ipod.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6086065374941057417.post-7553948134926902820</id><published>2010-01-20T12:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-20T12:44:56.350-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='preparation'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='planning'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Summer time'/><title type='text'>Summer time and the living is packed full of exciting activity</title><content type='html'>After the holiday season, Wes and I went down to Costa Rica to renew our Visas. We have to leave the country every 90 days for a minimum of 48 hours to renew our Panamanian Visas and not stay in the country illegally. We met up with our boss, Brent Trickett and spent some good time in the volcano area of Irazu to look ahead to the rest of the year and have a good time of rest and refocus. We were also able to meet the staff of Campus Crusade for Christ in Costa Rica and we even met the director of the Latin American region. We were able to pray and share ideas together about the future of our partnerships with Latin America, which was to say the least, exciting. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  Wes and I then took a bus back to Panama and that's where it happened. Unfortunately, since the bus was winding around so many roads through the mountains right after lunch time, a boy sitting behind me in the bus barfed on me. Thankfully, it wasn't very much, but I did have to change my shirt. It was a funny experience though, since Wes had to keep his nose under his shirt for virtually the rest of the trip while I, not being susceptible to strong odors, was able to "enjoy" the rest of the ride without reclining on my chair since it had gotten dirty. Now that I look back at it though, I am able to laugh even more at the small incident. I just sort of feel bad for the boy, since he must have been terribly embarrassed by the whole thing (or was he?). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  Once we got back to Panama, we were able to host a small house party for the students so Brent could cast some vision to some of them and challenge them to get involved in the movement. I think that was really special. One of our students Evis, had formed a new friend with Brent, which was really cool. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  Now that Brent has left, we're looking ahead to a few things, which you can actually be praying for. We have the Dominican Republic project coming up. This is going to be an intense project since we don't have as many people coming this year as we did last year. We only have about 5 students signed up for the project right now, and it doesn't look like we're going to have any more, but I'm confident that God can work in even bigger ways despite smaller numbers. Please be praying that the students would be able to raise the rest of their support for the project.&lt;br /&gt;  We also have frosh week coming up. Frosh week is going to be happening on the 22nd of March, but there is little time to prepare for since we will be in the Dominican Republic for two weeks in Febuary. Frosh week is the first week of school after summer. We are currently in the summer vacation period here in Panama. Frosh is so crucial to our time here on campus. It's the best time to reach out to first year students and get them interested in what's happening on the university. So please just be praying that God would guide us in our planning and preparation for frosh week, that we may be able to interact and guide many students to Christ during this crucial period of time. &lt;br /&gt;  After frosh week, the Canadian student project will be coming soon. They will be arriving at the beginning of May, and even though right now that seems a little ways off, it really isn't since our time before that is packed full of activity. So please be praying that our preparations and times of prayer for the Canadian project will be of excellence.  &lt;br /&gt;  I hope that you all have an amazing month of January and may God bless you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6086065374941057417-7553948134926902820?l=juanwherethelightis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://juanwherethelightis.blogspot.com/feeds/7553948134926902820/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6086065374941057417&amp;postID=7553948134926902820' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6086065374941057417/posts/default/7553948134926902820'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6086065374941057417/posts/default/7553948134926902820'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juanwherethelightis.blogspot.com/2010/01/summer-time-and-living-is-packed-full.html' title='Summer time and the living is packed full of exciting activity'/><author><name>Juan Carlos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16953175750425753289</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_i5uZw6t4G0k/SrAC91nmJzI/AAAAAAAAAFM/Vc2qTofnfpQ/S220/ipod.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6086065374941057417.post-4079496639229352124</id><published>2010-01-20T11:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-20T12:20:23.642-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Vistitors</title><content type='html'>So I thought I would share with you guys some of the time I spent here with my sister Karla and my girlfriend Tricia, who came down here to visit me for Christmas and New Years. I was really happy to be able to spend time with them, I was really missing them a lot since I got here, and so seeing them was really really good and I wish they were still here. Tricia has already been to Panama since she already went on STINT here in Panama the year before I came on STINT, but this was my sisters first time in Panama, and I think she really enjoyed it. I couldn't show her everything Panama had to offer, since she was only here for about two weeks and long days of traveling require long days of rest too. But my sister really enjoyed her time here. She especially liked the Casco Viejo, which is the old cobble stone streets part of Panama and the valley town of El Valle, which sits about and hour and a half away from Panama city. Down there, you'll see a picture of a whole turkey dinner that Wes and I prepared for Christmas. We had actually lost a game of cranium against the girls, and the prize was that we would cook a turkey Christmas dinner for them for the new years. It was actually an awesome experience and we had a lot of fun cooking it all ourselves (with the exception of the salad, which Tricia offered to help with). Here are some pictures :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's Tricia helping a student out with one of his paint project.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_i5uZw6t4G0k/S1diTE6v5bI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/AYqyQQuLo6Y/s1600-h/painting.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 370px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_i5uZw6t4G0k/S1diTE6v5bI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/AYqyQQuLo6Y/s400/painting.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5428915955695609266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Sister Karla, Me and Wes at a Christmas production put on by a church in Panama&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos-f.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc3/hs239.snc3/22649_282902212418_500912418_5094207_2615551_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 604px; height: 453px;" src="http://photos-f.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc3/hs239.snc3/22649_282902212418_500912418_5094207_2615551_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is our Christmas Turkey which we affectionately named Bertha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos-e.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc3/hs125.snc3/17277_652852791515_90400246_38769687_1619071_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 604px; height: 452px;" src="http://photos-e.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc3/hs125.snc3/17277_652852791515_90400246_38769687_1619071_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some friends and family we had over to share the Turkey with.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos-g.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc3/hs125.snc3/17277_652852806485_90400246_38769690_6072560_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 604px; height: 452px;" src="http://photos-g.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc3/hs125.snc3/17277_652852806485_90400246_38769690_6072560_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here I am peeling potatoes. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos-e.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc3/hs125.snc3/17277_652852746605_90400246_38769679_601861_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 604px; height: 452px;" src="http://photos-e.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc3/hs125.snc3/17277_652852746605_90400246_38769679_601861_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wes and I cooking&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos-f.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc3/hs145.snc3/17277_652852771555_90400246_38769683_2982576_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 604px; height: 452px;" src="http://photos-f.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc3/hs145.snc3/17277_652852771555_90400246_38769683_2982576_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6086065374941057417-4079496639229352124?l=juanwherethelightis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://juanwherethelightis.blogspot.com/feeds/4079496639229352124/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6086065374941057417&amp;postID=4079496639229352124' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6086065374941057417/posts/default/4079496639229352124'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6086065374941057417/posts/default/4079496639229352124'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juanwherethelightis.blogspot.com/2010/01/vistitors.html' title='Vistitors'/><author><name>Juan Carlos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16953175750425753289</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_i5uZw6t4G0k/SrAC91nmJzI/AAAAAAAAAFM/Vc2qTofnfpQ/S220/ipod.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_i5uZw6t4G0k/S1diTE6v5bI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/AYqyQQuLo6Y/s72-c/painting.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6086065374941057417.post-7085029883996775558</id><published>2009-11-19T08:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-19T09:20:34.725-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Students Protest</title><content type='html'>Today I didn't go to the University because it was closed for the day. Classes were canceled and the gates were closed. The annual University protests have started up again and it was looking pretty crazy. But all of this started yesterday at noon when all students all over the university were dismissed early because of the protests. The student groups involved were Fer-29, Pensamiento y Acción Transformadora and Movimiento Juventud Patria. These groups started out chanting and waving flags but it soon became a rock throwing frenzy. Well, I guess it was more like a throw whatever you can find at the police, objects ranging from classroom chairs to Molotov Cocktails. Fortunately, we had made our way out of the university way before any of that occurred, in time for the Panamanian Police force to launch a clear cut response to all of it using their objects of choice that included super powered water hoses, rubber bullets and tear gas. The front entrance of the university looked like a war zone, something considered rare back home in Canada, but for Panamanian University students this wasn't considered abnormal. Just another day of classes cut short. Yesterday as we left the University, I could really feel the normality in all of what was happening. There was no fear in the eyes of the students and there was no urgency to leave the grounds, it was just another one of those days which Fer-29 started protesting again. I didn't fear for my life or anything like that, but I did realize that I was in a foreign country where certain events and experiences are foreign to my own experience and memory. I realized that I wasn't in my own country and that at any moment, if these protesters mistake me for being an American (These guys really don't like the USA) it could create problems for me. I pretty much realized that I had to be careful with where I go and what I do. Panama isn't an innocent playground, nor is any part of the world an innocent playground. Two nights ago, I was talking to my girlfriend on the phone, and seven gun shots went off outside my apartment building. One of my neighbors got his new car stolen at gunpoint, but as the guys were taking off with his car, he responded with his own gun! Those seven shots I heard two nights ago were from the robbery victim's gun. I thank God that my neighbor was ok and that nobody died, but while I'm here in Panama, I can never forget that I'm not in my own country playing by my country's rules or anything like that. This is a foreign place that I love, but I'll always be considered a foriegner and unless I spent the rest of my life here, I won't know all the rules of the road. These are days where I'm reminded that I ultimately need to rely on God for protection and I need to use the brain he's given me to play it smart here and not get into any unnecessary situations. Don't get me wrong, I'm not fearing for my life right now or anything, the neighborhood and area I live in are safe, but I'm just acknowledging the fact that I don't know how the street works here in Panama and that I must ultimately make smart decisions of how I live my life here. Here are some photos of what's been going on. I hope you enjoy them :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.midiario.com/history/2009/11/19/fotos/19co1a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 250px; height: 166px;" src="http://www.midiario.com/history/2009/11/19/fotos/19co1a.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.midiario.com/history/2009/11/19/fotos/19co1b.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 250px; height: 190px;" src="http://www.midiario.com/history/2009/11/19/fotos/19co1b.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.critica.com.pa/archivo/11192009/imagenes/portada.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 345px; height: 252px;" src="http://www.critica.com.pa/archivo/11192009/imagenes/portada.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.critica.com.pa/archivo/11192009/imagenes/cierre.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 345px; height: 252px;" src="http://www.critica.com.pa/archivo/11192009/imagenes/cierre.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6086065374941057417-7085029883996775558?l=juanwherethelightis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://juanwherethelightis.blogspot.com/feeds/7085029883996775558/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6086065374941057417&amp;postID=7085029883996775558' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6086065374941057417/posts/default/7085029883996775558'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6086065374941057417/posts/default/7085029883996775558'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juanwherethelightis.blogspot.com/2009/11/students-protest.html' title='Students Protest'/><author><name>Juan Carlos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16953175750425753289</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_i5uZw6t4G0k/SrAC91nmJzI/AAAAAAAAAFM/Vc2qTofnfpQ/S220/ipod.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6086065374941057417.post-3257522626101612464</id><published>2009-11-19T06:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-19T08:28:29.793-08:00</updated><title type='text'>You Just Never Know</title><content type='html'>You just never know. It's a phrase that Mike Woodard, our national director for Campus for Christ Canada, coined and made hundreds of orange rubber bracelets out of. It's something that has sort of been resounding with me ever since Mike came down to Panama in May to lead our project. "You Just Never Know" is just so true. I apply this phrase to ministry here in Panama. Every time I go out to share the gospel with students, I remind myself; Juan you just never know what's going to happen right now, it's not in vain!  On my second week of campus, I ran into a student named Rudiard that I had been following up last year in the faculty of science. He told me that he wasn't going to church and that he had been cold spiritually and we really didn't get too far into our followups, but when I saw him a couple of weeks ago, something really cool happened. He came up to me and told me that he was now connected into his church and following God! He doesn't really have time to be involved in our ministry with Campus for Christ here in Panama, but his testimony is evidence that our work on campus is not in vain. People's lives are changing and things are happening under the radar and we've got to trust that God is working in people's hearts even though we can't see it on the surface.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6086065374941057417-3257522626101612464?l=juanwherethelightis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://juanwherethelightis.blogspot.com/feeds/3257522626101612464/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6086065374941057417&amp;postID=3257522626101612464' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6086065374941057417/posts/default/3257522626101612464'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6086065374941057417/posts/default/3257522626101612464'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juanwherethelightis.blogspot.com/2009/11/you-just-never-know.html' title='You Just Never Know'/><author><name>Juan Carlos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16953175750425753289</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_i5uZw6t4G0k/SrAC91nmJzI/AAAAAAAAAFM/Vc2qTofnfpQ/S220/ipod.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6086065374941057417.post-9970191829152989</id><published>2009-11-10T13:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-10T13:38:11.815-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Cooking Now That Mama Aint Around</title><content type='html'>So I have something to confess to you all. I cooked rice for the first time last week. In these last twenty-four years of my life, I'd never actually cooked rice myself out of my own desire...because Mom always cooked it and I never had to. So last night, I decided to step it up a bit from my usual Campbell's Tomato can of soup or Kraft KD dinner and made myself a spaghetti casserole. I've also got the pictures to prove it! I know this is not a food blog or anything like that, but it tasted good, even though the presentation could use a lot of work. Blessings&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_i5uZw6t4G0k/SvnbopGaqpI/AAAAAAAAAG0/arRtfvcGSAc/s1600-h/Cookin.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_i5uZw6t4G0k/SvnbopGaqpI/AAAAAAAAAG0/arRtfvcGSAc/s400/Cookin.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402590719281638034" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_i5uZw6t4G0k/SvncoMl3i3I/AAAAAAAAAG8/mJel3F8d0bM/s1600-h/food1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_i5uZw6t4G0k/SvncoMl3i3I/AAAAAAAAAG8/mJel3F8d0bM/s400/food1.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402591811140553586" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_i5uZw6t4G0k/Svnc5s0Im7I/AAAAAAAAAHE/6d_5Jah25eo/s1600-h/food.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_i5uZw6t4G0k/Svnc5s0Im7I/AAAAAAAAAHE/6d_5Jah25eo/s400/food.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402592111848102834" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6086065374941057417-9970191829152989?l=juanwherethelightis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://juanwherethelightis.blogspot.com/feeds/9970191829152989/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6086065374941057417&amp;postID=9970191829152989' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6086065374941057417/posts/default/9970191829152989'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6086065374941057417/posts/default/9970191829152989'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juanwherethelightis.blogspot.com/2009/11/cooking-now-that-mama-aint-around.html' title='Cooking Now That Mama Aint Around'/><author><name>Juan Carlos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16953175750425753289</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_i5uZw6t4G0k/SrAC91nmJzI/AAAAAAAAAFM/Vc2qTofnfpQ/S220/ipod.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_i5uZw6t4G0k/SvnbopGaqpI/AAAAAAAAAG0/arRtfvcGSAc/s72-c/Cookin.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6086065374941057417.post-262160567504792604</id><published>2009-11-10T09:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-10T13:17:53.106-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Our National Director's Crazy Truck!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_i5uZw6t4G0k/SvnYR_4bl5I/AAAAAAAAAGk/4FCRV9Rwyxs/s1600-h/truckandm"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_i5uZw6t4G0k/SvnYR_4bl5I/AAAAAAAAAGk/4FCRV9Rwyxs/s320/truckandm" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402587031725119378" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So as Wes and I were moving into our new apartment a couple of week ago we made an honest, uninformed and just all out hilarious but unfortunate mistake. We used the National Director's truck. Our National Director over here in Panama is a great man. He's one of the most motivated men I've met (motivated to share the gospel with whomever he can) and was so kind to let us use his truck, but I don't think I could say the same about his truck. When we left with our stuff (that was stored at Lionzo's house by the way) from his house, we were left stranded halfway home in the middle of a busy one way street in front of a bus stop (The buses in Panama are a little scary and intimidating by the way). I couldn't believe what was happening as I tried to start the car over and over again to no avail. I was sweating like a mad man trying to figure out what was wrong with the National Director's truck! After a good ten minutes of blocking traffic and huge buses blowing their fog horns at me (there is no fog in Panama, yet the buses use fog horns, I guess it's to get a message across: get out of the way!) we pushed the truck to the side of the road and all was well in the world, the buses stopped honking and life continued on the street, I was no longer the international public disturbance wreaking havoc in Panama. At least that's how I felt at the time, I was even afraid the police would come after me and take me in for disturbing traffic like that, but no, they just drove by and didn't even take a second look at what was going on with us. So as you can see in the picture above, I'm smiling and having fun even though all this was happening. Below you can see the truck pushed over to the side of the road. We spent the day trying to figure out how to start it again, but we had to call in the mechanic. In the end, we left the truck there overnight, and the mechanic fixed it the next day, but it didn't stop there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  A week later, or maybe even the same week, Wes ran into trouble with the truck again. This time Lionzo was driving, but after a night of eating out with Panamanian students and staff, the truck ran into a hole. It took hours to sort out the situation, but Wes finally got home that night around 3am. It was all good and fun though. Both Wes and I are able to look back on these even and just laugh, but I think we also gained some valuable experience and lessons of: Patience. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_i5uZw6t4G0k/SvnYakYACRI/AAAAAAAAAGs/vFLkenMwBbc/s1600-h/truckanded"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_i5uZw6t4G0k/SvnYakYACRI/AAAAAAAAAGs/vFLkenMwBbc/s320/truckanded" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402587178960161042" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_i5uZw6t4G0k/SvnPQIIEiAI/AAAAAAAAAF8/GBOcklnZ5lk/s1600-h/truck"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_i5uZw6t4G0k/SvnPQIIEiAI/AAAAAAAAAF8/GBOcklnZ5lk/s200/truck" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402577103973812226" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_i5uZw6t4G0k/SvnQHO3KO4I/AAAAAAAAAGE/GU0S6RbYv_0/s1600-h/truckoverside"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_i5uZw6t4G0k/SvnQHO3KO4I/AAAAAAAAAGE/GU0S6RbYv_0/s200/truckoverside" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402578050674736002" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_i5uZw6t4G0k/SvnR4L6xM0I/AAAAAAAAAGM/4FNgyWAlsxA/s1600-h/gettingtwoed2"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_i5uZw6t4G0k/SvnR4L6xM0I/AAAAAAAAAGM/4FNgyWAlsxA/s200/gettingtwoed2" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402579991209784130" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_i5uZw6t4G0k/SvnSiXi_OlI/AAAAAAAAAGU/TuFBBnSmJkA/s1600-h/getting+towed"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_i5uZw6t4G0k/SvnSiXi_OlI/AAAAAAAAAGU/TuFBBnSmJkA/s200/getting+towed" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402580715885771346" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6086065374941057417-262160567504792604?l=juanwherethelightis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://juanwherethelightis.blogspot.com/feeds/262160567504792604/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6086065374941057417&amp;postID=262160567504792604' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6086065374941057417/posts/default/262160567504792604'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6086065374941057417/posts/default/262160567504792604'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juanwherethelightis.blogspot.com/2009/11/our-national-directors-crazy-truck.html' title='Our National Director&apos;s Crazy Truck!'/><author><name>Juan Carlos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16953175750425753289</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_i5uZw6t4G0k/SrAC91nmJzI/AAAAAAAAAFM/Vc2qTofnfpQ/S220/ipod.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_i5uZw6t4G0k/SvnYR_4bl5I/AAAAAAAAAGk/4FCRV9Rwyxs/s72-c/truckandm' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6086065374941057417.post-7659056610256977722</id><published>2009-11-08T15:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-08T17:17:38.221-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Los Machos'/><title type='text'>Los MACHOS!!</title><content type='html'>I'm back from Los Machos! In case you don't about my recent whereabouts, I was out in the Province of Cocle in this little little town called Los Machos. I would actually consider it a mountain village. If you look on this little map that we have here, you'll notice a little place called El Cope, which is located at the mid top left of the map. &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.vmapas.com/maps/260-2/Mapa_Politico_Cocle.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 463px; height: 479px;" src="http://www.vmapas.com/maps/260-2/Mapa_Politico_Cocle.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; From El Cope, we took a couple of pickup trucks up to Los Machos. And when I say up, I mean UP! We drove for a couple of hours through steep mountain trails to get to the little mountain village where we were to minister. We crossed some pretty deep rivers along the way, and we rode through the rain, all the way to the highest village of the mountain called Los Machos. Our truck couldn't actually make it all the way up to where we wanted to go because it was way too slippery for the truck to get there safely, so we unloaded all our cargo about a 20 minute hike fromo the village. The challenge we faced the very first day was getting all of our cargo to the place where we were to set our sleeping tents. We had to carry film equipment, fourteen water jugs, our backpacks and more belongings all the way up a very very steep hill. It was extremely difficult, but after of couple of hours of carrying stuff, we finally got settled into the small area where we were staying. The land in Los Machos is beautiful. We were literally living in the clouds. We were so high up that it would often get foggy because of the clouds that were passing through our camp. It also rained a lot, but I mean a lot. Everyday was a huge downpour for us, but that didn't stop the Lord from doing his work in the lives of the people there. We initially set out to do actual manual labor type work with the people there and at the same time share the gospel with them. We also planned a little soccer clinic for the kids of the village and in the evening we presented the Jesus film to all the people that wanted to come.&lt;br /&gt;    &lt;br /&gt;    Because of intense rain, we spent our first morning at the local elementary school teaching the kids stories from the bible and interacting with some of the adults that were gathered there for the national holiday. That went well, I really don't know what type of impact we made in the lives of those kids there, but I'm sure that they won't forget those times that we spent there with them. In the afternoon, we did a soccer clinic for the kids there. Only three showed up that day, but I could really tell that those kids were having just an awesome time learning from some of our really talented soccer playing university students. In the evening, we showed the Jesus film. Only one family came to the showing because of the intense rain and cold we were experiencing that night. It was a little discouraging to not see very many people show up to these events that we had, but we knew that despite our own plans not working out very well that day, God was working his own plans out, we just didn't know what they were exactly. &lt;br /&gt;  The second morning of our trip was not rainy! We actually set out that morning to work with different families around the area. Let me tell you, the people of Los Machos know how to work! The team I led set out to dig dirt out of a little hill and then carry buckets to another hill and we filled that hill with dirt. Pastor Todd Tillinghast and Pastor Correa, the pastors overseeing this project, strategically placed us with some recently converted families to encourage them in their faith. I really encouraged my team members to take the initiative to talk with the family members about the Lord and how good it was to be in his paths. One of the students on my team shared his own testimony with the parents of the house. Later that afternoon, we had the soccer clinic again, but this time, a lot more kids came because it wasn't raining so much. Our two student leaders shared the gospel with the kids in a way that was a little more understandable for them, and they all made decisions to follow Christ. Those kids won't ever be the same again. That night, God really cleared the skies so that people could come to watch the Jesus Film. Many more families came that night to watch the film and many of them made decisions to follow Christ too. It was an amazing night, the sky was beautiful and many of us were praying during the film that God would touch the hearts and lives of these people. At the end, I got to talk to a couple of guys who made a decision to follow Christ. I honestly couldn't get a very deep conversation going with these guys though, but they said that they really liked the message of the gospel and thought that it was good. What amazed me as I talked with some of the other villagers was the fact that some of them had never seen a movie before. It was really cool to know that the first film they had ever watched was about Jesus. Really cool, I'm sure they will never forget the message of the movie and the love of Christ for their lives.&lt;br /&gt;   The next morning, we set our for home. It was pouring rain like no other day. This did present us with a little bit of a problem. We had to carry all of our cargo down a long long hill, because the truck couldn't get very far up the hill. We had a lot of slips and falls walking down this hill because it was so slippery. We also got completely soaked! This was super fun for me though, I was having a blast, but the ride down the mountain was a little scary. We had to go down very steep and muddy hills with all of us in the back of a pickup truck on the face of some really high cliffs. The whole time in the back of the truck, I was praying that God would protect us from natural dangers, like mudslides and raging rivers. There was actually a river we had to cross with our truck, but the rain made the river too intense to cross. So we had to cross a small little bridge by foot which was actually another really scary part of the trip. The bridge was so narrow that it scared many of the Panamanian students to actually make it across. We prayed as we crossed the bridge two by two. Below the bridge was a raging river that would have definitely taken our lives had it the chance. But we made it through without problems and the Lord definitely kept us safe the whole way. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  Los Machos was an amazing missions trip. It definitely was one of the hardest physically for me, but we also experienced a lot of changes in Plans. Despite our plans changing and things not going the way we wanted them to, we knew that God had his own plans and we learned that we had to trust completely in His will. When our plans would change, we learned not to ask God "why", but to ask Him how we should respond to His changes. I want to thank a lot of you that were praying for our team safety. Those prayers were definitely answered!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6086065374941057417-7659056610256977722?l=juanwherethelightis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://juanwherethelightis.blogspot.com/feeds/7659056610256977722/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6086065374941057417&amp;postID=7659056610256977722' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6086065374941057417/posts/default/7659056610256977722'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6086065374941057417/posts/default/7659056610256977722'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juanwherethelightis.blogspot.com/2009/11/los-machos.html' title='Los MACHOS!!'/><author><name>Juan Carlos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16953175750425753289</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_i5uZw6t4G0k/SrAC91nmJzI/AAAAAAAAAFM/Vc2qTofnfpQ/S220/ipod.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6086065374941057417.post-7260426054403878487</id><published>2009-10-30T07:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-30T08:32:33.383-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Campus and Apartments'/><title type='text'>First Week on Campus</title><content type='html'>This week, the week of the 26th of October was our first week on campus doing ministry. We shared the gospel with many students and made some really good contacts with various students. I think the really cool thing about this week has been the response of the students and also that we've finally fully moved into our apartment. Let me tell you about the apartment first.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  As I had written on my last post, the hunt for an apartment was a difficult one. We spent a lot of our effort trying to obtain a certain apartment only to find out in the end that the people we wanted to rent from were not totally trustworthy. After making many arrangements with them on how we were going to rent this apartment, they suddenly demanded three months of rent in advance plus a deposit and processing fee, which is not what we had agreed upon at the very beginning of our dealings and there was no way we were going to pay that kind of money, we didn't even have that kind of money! Something cool happened that same day though. Wes and I were both discouraged about the situation and we had a meeting at the office when all of a sudden, my landlord from last year called the office asking for me. I was a little surprised, but he almost begged me to come back to the apartment at $200 less of of the original price. We are now living there and so far it's been great to be back to what was home for me last year. Even the decision to move here was somewhat of a hard decision, since Wes and I didn't totally agree on the same choice, but after going through some more troubles with other apartments and one year minimum contracts, we finally came to decide on this apartment, since the landlord here doesn't care how long we stay, he just cares that we are responsible guys. In the end, it was really funny, because the apartment found us even though we were looking for the apartment. Glory to God&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  Our first week on campus was awesome. We were able to do a good amount of sharing with students in the faculties of Architecture and Business and today we have some follow up to do one with some of those students. There were some really receptive people and there were others that very closed off, but I know that God is working. This year, we've decided to focus our efforts on two faculties: Architecture and Business. We really want a movements to happen in these places and so far, we've seen a good response from the students. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  This next week coming up will be a Panamanian holiday filled week and that means no school for student, but it doesn't mean we won't be working with students. The Crusade ministry over here has organized a missions trip to the interior of Panama to a place called Los Machos. We will work alongside students in sharing their faith with people who live in what we would consider in Canada to be poverty. We will also be sharing in their work too! We will probably do things such as crop harvesting, washing clothes, cutting weed with machetes and a lot of hiking to get around places. We'll also be sleeping on dusty grounds and sleeping bags. It's going to be an adventure for sure!  Please be praying for our safety while we're out there. Hope that you guys all have a great week, Blessings to all of you :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your brother in Christ,&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6086065374941057417-7260426054403878487?l=juanwherethelightis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://juanwherethelightis.blogspot.com/feeds/7260426054403878487/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6086065374941057417&amp;postID=7260426054403878487' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6086065374941057417/posts/default/7260426054403878487'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6086065374941057417/posts/default/7260426054403878487'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juanwherethelightis.blogspot.com/2009/10/first-week-on-campus.html' title='First Week on Campus'/><author><name>Juan Carlos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16953175750425753289</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_i5uZw6t4G0k/SrAC91nmJzI/AAAAAAAAAFM/Vc2qTofnfpQ/S220/ipod.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6086065374941057417.post-2913980873104868967</id><published>2009-10-16T13:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-16T15:15:37.375-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Apartment Hunting'/><title type='text'>The  Hunt of the Year</title><content type='html'>I'm now halfway through my second week of STINT in Panama! This should be exciting right? Well yes, it is exciting! But it hasn't only been exciting, it's also been a bit frustrating amongst other things. I titled this entry "The Hunt of the Year" precisely because since our arrival in Panama we've been on the hunt for a place to live in. Today it is day thirteen of our STINT year and we are still homeless; game-less so to speak in this game of point and shoot where we trudge through the wild jungle of Panamanian cyberspace in our pursuit of rare apartment prices and locations. Timing is everything though, and if you don't get that right you lose the scent of the trail you were following or worse; that scent you followed led you to sick and diseased game, the type you can't take home with you. The clock is ticking for us now and as more time passes by without a hit, the louder the ticking gets in my head. Wes and I both know that we have to bring this one home soon so we can focus on the main task, but we ultimately know that God will bring us home on this one. Rest assured, we are trying our best and we're not flaking out on this strenuous search, but we've unfortunately run into people promising an apartment with uncompromising demands (such as three months pay in advance!). I definitely feel that we're close to finding an apartment, so please pray alongside us as we continue our search for a place where we can rest our minds, our bodies and find time to spend with God in private. The greatest hunt of the year, has turned out to be the greatest times of trusting in the Lord! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Trust in the LORD with all your heart,&lt;br /&gt;and do not lean on your own understanding.&lt;br /&gt;In all your ways acknowledge him,&lt;br /&gt;and he will make straight your paths.&lt;br /&gt;Proverbs 3.5-6&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blessings&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6086065374941057417-2913980873104868967?l=juanwherethelightis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://juanwherethelightis.blogspot.com/feeds/2913980873104868967/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6086065374941057417&amp;postID=2913980873104868967' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6086065374941057417/posts/default/2913980873104868967'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6086065374941057417/posts/default/2913980873104868967'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juanwherethelightis.blogspot.com/2009/10/hunt-of-year.html' title='The  Hunt of the Year'/><author><name>Juan Carlos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16953175750425753289</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_i5uZw6t4G0k/SrAC91nmJzI/AAAAAAAAAFM/Vc2qTofnfpQ/S220/ipod.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6086065374941057417.post-7201728769301555511</id><published>2009-10-07T15:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-07T16:16:28.680-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Arriving'/><title type='text'>We Made it to Panama</title><content type='html'>We landed in Panama on Sunday the fourth of October and since then, my teammate Wes and I have been on the apartment hunt around Panama city. We've actually signed up for one already in an awesome location very close to the University and we ask that you pray alongside us for this apartment to be ours without any big problems. The location we're looking at right now is called Cangrejo and the cost of rent is very reasonable considering the location we are in. At the moment, we are waiting to hear back from the Realtor so that we can get accepted to be tenants for the apartment. It's a very exciting time since we are eager to get settled in so that we can start our ministry on campus as soon as possible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    Our flight over to Panama was a bit of an adventure. We were actually forced to stay an extra night in Toronto because our flight got delayed and our connecting flight was not going to connect on time, so we stayed at the Airport Sheraton Hotel courtesy of Continental Airlines. If you would like to see a video of our wait at the Airport, check it out at: http://juanwherethelightisvideo.blogspot.com/&lt;br /&gt;We are in good health and both Wes and I feel totally blessed to be here. I will keep you updated on how the apartment hunting is going.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blessings&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6086065374941057417-7201728769301555511?l=juanwherethelightis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://juanwherethelightis.blogspot.com/feeds/7201728769301555511/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6086065374941057417&amp;postID=7201728769301555511' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6086065374941057417/posts/default/7201728769301555511'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6086065374941057417/posts/default/7201728769301555511'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juanwherethelightis.blogspot.com/2009/10/we-made-it-to-panama.html' title='We Made it to Panama'/><author><name>Juan Carlos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16953175750425753289</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_i5uZw6t4G0k/SrAC91nmJzI/AAAAAAAAAFM/Vc2qTofnfpQ/S220/ipod.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6086065374941057417.post-4012492846656736175</id><published>2009-10-02T09:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-02T13:20:01.222-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I fly to Panama tomorrow&lt;br /&gt;the country, the people I know&lt;br /&gt;I'll be flying amongst stars&lt;br /&gt;forgetting long gone scars&lt;br /&gt;I feel great&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Two times now I'll be gone&lt;br /&gt;two times now too long&lt;br /&gt;and I'm taking time, I'm learning life&lt;br /&gt;streets and paths undiscovered, no less strife&lt;br /&gt;but I'm coming back to see them unfold&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll kiss the ground once I'm here&lt;br /&gt;knowing my loved ones are near&lt;br /&gt;but I'll kiss the earth when I'm there&lt;br /&gt;knowing that God is everywhere&lt;br /&gt;even with things familiar, but untold&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now I'm going back to the country of my dreams&lt;br /&gt;where I left my mind and broke apart the seams&lt;br /&gt;to dream dreams untold to any&lt;br /&gt;that will be lived out by many&lt;br /&gt;I feel great&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6086065374941057417-4012492846656736175?l=juanwherethelightis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://juanwherethelightis.blogspot.com/feeds/4012492846656736175/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6086065374941057417&amp;postID=4012492846656736175' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6086065374941057417/posts/default/4012492846656736175'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6086065374941057417/posts/default/4012492846656736175'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juanwherethelightis.blogspot.com/2009/10/i-fly-to-panama-tomorrow-country-people.html' title=''/><author><name>Juan Carlos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16953175750425753289</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_i5uZw6t4G0k/SrAC91nmJzI/AAAAAAAAAFM/Vc2qTofnfpQ/S220/ipod.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6086065374941057417.post-7709512464834296188</id><published>2009-09-12T19:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-12T20:42:54.753-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='God is working'/><title type='text'>Things Are Happening in Panama</title><content type='html'>My team partner from last year, Karina Campbell, got an encouraging message from Panama's campus director Secundina a couple of days ago. It was all in Spanish but I've translated it for all you lovely people. This is what Secundina said:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    You know what, today I was at the business faculty talking to a class of first year students, and in that group was Jose Maria (A student involved with Campus for Christ). After I finished sharing about about Christ, Jose Maria asked me to let him speak to the class and he began to share his brief testimony about how his life has been changed and he encouraged his classmates to put their trust in God. The truth is, I was very impressed by his valor to stand up in front of his class and share his testimony and now he is very eager to follow up with his classmates. There were 29 students in this class and 18 of them received Christ, many of them confessing it verbally. The same prof asked me to speak to her first year students in social communication and out of the 20 that heard the message, 13 of them received Christ. Pray that many of them will get involved in bible studies, Vida Estudiantil (Campus for Christ) and that God will grant Jose Maria wisdom and grace to follow up on the guys from his class. On Thursday, I will also be giving a talk to a group of first year education students from the very same professor. Now I'm just taking advantage of the opportunities that God has been granting me to share about Christ. Tomorrow I'm going to be getting together with the business students. Thank you so much for your work here and for your prayers. God bless you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our STINT team was so encouraged by this message that Secundina sent us. There are only two full time campus staff in Panama at the moment and Secundina is one of them, so to hear stories about students taking the initiative to share about Christ is always great news. I'm sharing this with you guys because it's an answered prayer for me. I know that I can't be in Panama right now, so I've been asking the Lord that he would move the hearts of students in a powerful way and that he would use the campus staff of Panama in powerful ways too. I know that I'm not indispensable when it comes down to it and I know that I'm not the answer to all of Panama's problems. I realize that I'm simply an instrument that God will be using when he decides to use it, so stories like these really put things into perspective. I'll be sending an update soon on my status. If you're reading this, and would like to receive my updates, please just let me know. Blessings&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is Secundina&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos-b.ak.fbcdn.net/photos-ak-sf2p/v295/41/119/636676394/n636676394_850041_2459.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 604px; height: 453px;" src="http://photos-b.ak.fbcdn.net/photos-ak-sf2p/v295/41/119/636676394/n636676394_850041_2459.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6086065374941057417-7709512464834296188?l=juanwherethelightis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://juanwherethelightis.blogspot.com/feeds/7709512464834296188/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6086065374941057417&amp;postID=7709512464834296188' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6086065374941057417/posts/default/7709512464834296188'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6086065374941057417/posts/default/7709512464834296188'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juanwherethelightis.blogspot.com/2009/09/things-are-happening-in-panama.html' title='Things Are Happening in Panama'/><author><name>Juan Carlos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16953175750425753289</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_i5uZw6t4G0k/SrAC91nmJzI/AAAAAAAAAFM/Vc2qTofnfpQ/S220/ipod.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6086065374941057417.post-7791133038139917457</id><published>2009-09-10T13:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-12T19:58:31.620-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Video'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life in Panama'/><title type='text'>VIDEO!!  A Peak At What It's Like To Be On Stint</title><content type='html'>Here is a link to a video I made for UBC on what it's like to be a STINTer. My hope is to give you a little peak at the life of a STINTer. It really is just a small peak into my life in Panama. Hours and hours of footage can be shot to capture the hard moments and the great moments of everyday life. Just copy and paste this link into your browser and you should be able to see it:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://juanwherethelightisvideo.blogspot.com/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enjoy&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6086065374941057417-7791133038139917457?l=juanwherethelightis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://juanwherethelightis.blogspot.com/feeds/7791133038139917457/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6086065374941057417&amp;postID=7791133038139917457' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6086065374941057417/posts/default/7791133038139917457'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6086065374941057417/posts/default/7791133038139917457'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juanwherethelightis.blogspot.com/2009/09/peak-at-what-its-like-to-be-on-stint.html' title='VIDEO!!  A Peak At What It&apos;s Like To Be On Stint'/><author><name>Juan Carlos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16953175750425753289</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_i5uZw6t4G0k/SrAC91nmJzI/AAAAAAAAAFM/Vc2qTofnfpQ/S220/ipod.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6086065374941057417.post-3300791923663059324</id><published>2009-09-01T10:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-02T13:26:30.813-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Thank You</title><content type='html'>I'm back in Vancouver now! I just arrived back home on Sunday night from my trip to Toronto. I was over in Toronto for some training and a wedding. I felt that it was a great time of connecting with new brothers and sisters and spending time with loved ones.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  To keep you updated on my status, I'm currently at 50% of my needed support to get to Panama. I realize that there is still a lot of money to raise at this point, so I ask that you all keep on praying that the funds will come in by the end of this week. I was really encouraged by all the brothers and sisters that I met up with in Toronto. Some people I met for the first time and some others I met with for the first time in a long time. I felt so welcome and at home there, so I just want to express my gratitude to you all for your encouragement and support. The stories, experiences and advice that you all had to share will not be forgotten. I've also received emails and words of encouragement from people back home and people that I haven't even had the pleasure of meeting yet, so I thank you all too, for your love and support means so much to me during a time of preparation for the field. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  At the moment, I do feel there is still quite a long way to go before I am able to go to Panama, but I was reminded the other day that what is impossible for man, is possible for God. Wes and I are hoping to leave soon for Panama and we are confident that this is possible in the Lord, even though it seems impossible for man. So I encourage you to pray alongside us for the impossible. It's an exciting time of trusting in God for big things and getting prepared to trust in God for even bigger things. Here is a list of things you can be praying for:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.Panamanian students and staff. That the Lord may continue to use them in extraordinary ways to reach their country.&lt;br /&gt;2.Wes and I to reach full support soon so we can leave to Panama.&lt;br /&gt;3.More monthly support for both Wes and I&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I do realize that God hasn't stopped working in Panama just because we aren't there. He is using staff and students there at this very moment to change Panama and the world for his glory. That really puts my heart at peace and gives me hope. I know that God is still working there. I know that I am not indispensable and that God will be working in the hearts of people in Panama whether I'm there or not. Friends, I want to encourage you to keep on praying for great things to happen. There is power in prayer and God will move.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6086065374941057417-3300791923663059324?l=juanwherethelightis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://juanwherethelightis.blogspot.com/feeds/3300791923663059324/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6086065374941057417&amp;postID=3300791923663059324' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6086065374941057417/posts/default/3300791923663059324'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6086065374941057417/posts/default/3300791923663059324'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juanwherethelightis.blogspot.com/2009/09/thank-you.html' title='Thank You'/><author><name>Juan Carlos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16953175750425753289</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_i5uZw6t4G0k/SrAC91nmJzI/AAAAAAAAAFM/Vc2qTofnfpQ/S220/ipod.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6086065374941057417.post-2947489980595329596</id><published>2009-08-11T12:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-15T20:16:40.021-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Challenges'/><title type='text'>Fearing the Task</title><content type='html'>Support raising has definitely been a greater challenge for me this year. I'll give you a list of reasons why it's so much harder to support raise this year: There's the recession! It's made it a little difficult for people to donate. There's the larger amount that we have to raise this year compared to last (an almost $6000 difference), there's the short amount of time we have to raise the funds (less than two months), there are so many things to do outside of support raising that it almost seems implausible to get this done in the time frame we have set, we're in summer time and everyone is out of the country, and there is the enemy too, who is at work himself to oppose what we're doing. I admit, at times I've looked at these challenges and quivered and I worry about these things from the very moment I wake up in the morning and start out my day. Have you ever gotten that feeling? You're faced with a challenge in a season of your life, but you wake up in the morning with worry or sadness and you'd rather just go back to sleep to get your mind off things. It's not a good feeling and technically you shouldn't have feelings of worry, sadness or fear like that, but I can't lie to you, I've had those types of feelings more often than I'd like to admit. &lt;br /&gt;   &lt;br /&gt;   The other day, I was talking to a good friend. We were just catching up and talking about life. As we conversed, she spoke so positively about what she would be doing in the future and she would tell me about this and that and how great this and that was going to be and how God was providing for her in amazing ways. As she was talking, I felt a strange bitterness. All I had on my mind were the problems that I mentioned above and I just felt like telling her; hey can we change the subject. When we finally did change the subject, I was relieved, but we soon hung up. As I put the phone down and lay in my little Ikea twin sized navy blue bed, I started to feel convicted about my attitude. I knew these feelings weren't right and I knew that they definitely weren't from God. I stared at my ceiling and asked myself; why am I having these negative thoughts? I could feel something wasn't right, so I closed my eyes and prayed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    Have you ever heard that analogy about problems in life and riding a bike for the first time? You know how it goes. When you're learning to ride, you keep your eyes and attention focused on where you want to go and not on where you don't want to end up. Have any of you ever crashed into a garbage can because you focused on the garbage can instead of the road. Then you look back and you think; how could I have been so clumsy, it was so simple. Yup, it happened to me when I was five, and now it's happened to me again at twenty three as you've probably figured by now. I'm faced with a challenge right now, but I focused on "my problems" instead of the goal. So as I lay on my bed praying, I began to think, why am I thinking like such a dummy? Why am I focusing on the recession, the summer time, the amount of money and everything else that is bothering me. This ain't good Juan, these ain't things to focus on.&lt;br /&gt;I figured, why not focus on God. Focus on the mission and the people that are in desperate need of a loving God. There are people out there that need you to focus your attention on them, instead of harmless garbage cans labeled "Recession". &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  I've come to realize that there is nothing to fear. God doesn't want us to live in fear because he's in control and there is nothing to fear, not even death. Now I do realize that it's hard not to fear. It's hard because a lot of the time, we don't even realize fear, it's just some reaction to our surroundings. But fear doesn't always have to be our reaction. Instead, we can choose to love, as God commanded us to love. I know a lot of people say that the opposite of love is apathy, but I'm not sure that's all true. I think fear can be. I'm not talking about "the fear of the Lord" but I'm talking about the fear that causes us humans to act in obscene ways. If you give it some thought, it might make sense to you. Just to give you a simple example; people kill because they fear, not just because they hate. Lots of times fear causes us to hate. Why do gay people get beat up? It's because there is something called homophobia that many people, but not all, experience to some degree, and unfortunatley many Christians do too. Now before I get off topic, I just want to challenge you to think about this. Are you ever living in fear? I admit I have. I've feared that I won't be able to raise funds to do ministry in Panama and it's made me react in negative ways. But I realize that number one: God hasn't created me to live in fear. Number two: There is nothing to fear. Take a look at the bible and I'm sure that it will tell you the same thing. Now to tell you the truth, I'm still struggling with this, but we Christians have a powerful weapon called prayer. I'm going to use it :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6086065374941057417-2947489980595329596?l=juanwherethelightis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://juanwherethelightis.blogspot.com/feeds/2947489980595329596/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6086065374941057417&amp;postID=2947489980595329596' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6086065374941057417/posts/default/2947489980595329596'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6086065374941057417/posts/default/2947489980595329596'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juanwherethelightis.blogspot.com/2009/08/fearing-task.html' title='Fearing the Task'/><author><name>Juan Carlos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16953175750425753289</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_i5uZw6t4G0k/SrAC91nmJzI/AAAAAAAAAFM/Vc2qTofnfpQ/S220/ipod.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6086065374941057417.post-1302671010341660278</id><published>2009-08-07T16:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-07T16:28:57.761-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm delayed in my blog!! Sorry, but I'm back in Vancouver :)</title><content type='html'>So as many of you know, I'm a bad blogger, so I'm sorry for any of you who may be checking up now and then on my blog to see if it's been updated and see no activity, but with that said, I'm going to make an effort to keep this blog up. Many of you also know that I'm going back to Panama for another year of STINT (Short Term International Internship).  I've got to be honest with you, it wasn't the easiest decision of my life. A big part of me wants to stay in Vancouver with my friends and family, great sushi, great mountains and weather, great BUBBLE TEA! Now that I'm back, I'm beginning to realize what a wonderful place Vancouver is ("The Best Place On Earth") and how much I'm going to be missing it the second time around. I know though, that my time in Panama will not be wasted and that there is much need in this country and I know that God will use us to impact this place, even though we're just a couple of Canadian foreigners that don't totally understand the culture, but God will work through us if he chooses to do so. There are so many stories that I would like to share with you about what's going on in Panama. So many lives have been changed and so many things occurred during out time there. I'm sure we, the STINT team, don't fully realize the extent of God's impact in Panama while we were there. One of the reasons I'm going back to Panama is to see and be a part of the great things that God is doing in that country. I know that our work there is not in vain and I know that one day we will see the result of our work there and that result will be a positive and dramatic result.  &lt;br /&gt;   Right now I'm support raising for my STINT year.  So far I'm at about 20% of where I need to be. I need to raise $37,000.  It seems like a lot huh?  That's a huge sum of money, but I know that we also have a huge God who pretty much looks at that figure as if it were nickles and dimes. So I ask and challenge you to pray for those funds to come in before I head off to Panama. Please pray for my friend Wesley Hynd, who will also be going on this journey with me to Panama. He's almost at 60% of his support!  For now that is my most pressing prayer, but I will keep updating this blog for those of you who read it :) And please, leave some comments...It'll motivate me to write more, because it show that people are reading it. Until next time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You brother in Christ,&lt;br /&gt;Juan Carlos Herrera&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6086065374941057417-1302671010341660278?l=juanwherethelightis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://juanwherethelightis.blogspot.com/feeds/1302671010341660278/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6086065374941057417&amp;postID=1302671010341660278' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6086065374941057417/posts/default/1302671010341660278'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6086065374941057417/posts/default/1302671010341660278'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juanwherethelightis.blogspot.com/2009/08/im-delayed-in-my-blog-sorry-but-im-back.html' title='I&apos;m delayed in my blog!! Sorry, but I&apos;m back in Vancouver :)'/><author><name>Juan Carlos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16953175750425753289</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_i5uZw6t4G0k/SrAC91nmJzI/AAAAAAAAAFM/Vc2qTofnfpQ/S220/ipod.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6086065374941057417.post-9122992204128684424</id><published>2009-03-13T11:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-13T13:24:36.072-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Missions trip to the village of Icandi'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Panama'/><title type='text'>Our time in the village of Icandi, Panama continued...</title><content type='html'>We woke up at 5:30 the next morning to do our morning devotionals and eat breakfast.  Our breakfast was not the most appealing.  We brought our own food to cook, but most of it consisted of oatmeal style breakfast cream, mac and cheese, peanut butter and jelly sandwiches and the like.  After breakfast, we discussed some topics about our time there in Icandi and what we were doing there.  Then came the interactive part.  Our team split off into partners and headed off to different huts to see what life what like for a Kuna.  I partnered up with Lindsey and we took off with a Kuna missionary to speak with some of the families that lived int he village.  We first entered a hut where a woman was smoking fish in preparation of a coming out party for her daughter.  We interacted with the woman and her daughter and talked the things that she was doing.  We then got non-permanent tattoos from the woman of a Kuna symbol and the name Jesus on our arms.  I was awesome.  We did this again and again, going from house to house and helping the Kuna women with their daily chores and work.  I cut a lawn full of weeds with a machete, lindsey peeled plantains and different foods, we gutted fish, swept floors, ground corn and other things that we never thought we would ever have to do.  It all felt very cool and primitive for me because I got to do all these jobs that I would never have to do back in the city.  The next day we went out to do more of the same thing, except we had the chance to speak with the villagers this time.  We started a spiritual conversation with a Kuna woman in her hut while Pastor Lazarus translated for us.  It was so interesting to see this woman's perspective on life.  We started out with some simple questions about her life, but soon I asked her the question: What is your purpose in life?  Her answer was "Nothing".  This shocked me, I thought maybe she would mention her kids or her family or gathering food or something like that, but her answer was that she did not have a purpose in life.  That was it and there was no explanation as to why she felt that way, but just decided that she didn't have a purpose in life.  This worried me a little bit about the people in the village.  I'm sure this lady was not the only one who felt this way about life.  I'm worried though, because a life without purpose will result in a life with bad consequences.  After speaking with this woman for a little while, her husband showed up and we started speaking to him. We shared the gospel with him and his wife!  It was good and even though I couldn't really tell whether they were very receptive to the message, I know that the seed has been planted there.  The Kuna missionaries that we were working with also had their own project in hand while we were there.  They held a few meetings with the chiefs of the village and got permission to build a church in the village.  This was definitely a victory because they had previously gotten denied to start building a church, but it was approved.  While we were there, we also showed the Magdalene film, which is basically the Jesus film from the perspective of Mary Magdalene.  It was wonderful and attracted a lot of attention from the people in the village, especially the women and children, which the film was geared towards.  All in all, as we finished up our three day stay at the village, things were looking good.  One of the things that hit me the most were the kids.  There were so many kids jumping on us and hugging us and following us everywhere.  Pastor Todd who was accompanying us and leading us in this project told us that most of these kids are so hungry for affection, and that is why they were around us all the time.  It broke my heart, to see so many kids, hungry for love and as my teammate Raquel put it one day in tears: "All I could really do was just love these children with Christ's love and transmit that to them".  The kids touched our hearts and it was awesome just to be there in their lives those three days and bring joy to their faces with just our presence there.  We left on that third day with a big group of Kuna kids waving goodbye while we went off in our canoe back to the highway that leads to the city.  Looking back now, I realize that there are so many things that happened there that I didn't expect to happen as a result of God using us there.  I'm sure that peoples lives were touched there too, and I just never have come to realize that.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6086065374941057417-9122992204128684424?l=juanwherethelightis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://juanwherethelightis.blogspot.com/feeds/9122992204128684424/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6086065374941057417&amp;postID=9122992204128684424' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6086065374941057417/posts/default/9122992204128684424'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6086065374941057417/posts/default/9122992204128684424'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juanwherethelightis.blogspot.com/2009/03/our-time-in-village-of-icandi-panama.html' title='Our time in the village of Icandi, Panama continued...'/><author><name>Juan Carlos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16953175750425753289</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_i5uZw6t4G0k/SrAC91nmJzI/AAAAAAAAAFM/Vc2qTofnfpQ/S220/ipod.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6086065374941057417.post-6778402461505817847</id><published>2009-02-27T13:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-27T15:08:38.810-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Missions trip to the village of Icandi'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Panama'/><title type='text'>Our time in the village of Icandi, Panama</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_i5uZw6t4G0k/Sahw0DwKlWI/AAAAAAAAADY/YLvCAMyw4IY/s1600-h/stuff"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_i5uZw6t4G0k/Sahw0DwKlWI/AAAAAAAAADY/YLvCAMyw4IY/s400/stuff" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307616200518964578" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_i5uZw6t4G0k/SahwhsyVD7I/AAAAAAAAADQ/Eam4Z4GzXHk/s1600-h/me"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_i5uZw6t4G0k/SahwhsyVD7I/AAAAAAAAADQ/Eam4Z4GzXHk/s400/me" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307615885116379058" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_i5uZw6t4G0k/Sahv-ULMw9I/AAAAAAAAADI/S1nFLOLaL24/s1600-h/leeno"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_i5uZw6t4G0k/Sahv-ULMw9I/AAAAAAAAADI/S1nFLOLaL24/s400/leeno" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307615277214385106" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_i5uZw6t4G0k/SahvtM3lK9I/AAAAAAAAADA/6sBGmqzTFk8/s1600-h/icandishore"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_i5uZw6t4G0k/SahvtM3lK9I/AAAAAAAAADA/6sBGmqzTFk8/s400/icandishore" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307614983195274194" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_i5uZw6t4G0k/SahvegQDSRI/AAAAAAAAAC4/-BDzBTV3i7k/s1600-h/hut+photo"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_i5uZw6t4G0k/SahvegQDSRI/AAAAAAAAAC4/-BDzBTV3i7k/s400/hut+photo" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307614730700146962" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_i5uZw6t4G0k/Sahuz3TgZ0I/AAAAAAAAACs/niChv3Tfans/s1600-h/dusk2"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 183px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_i5uZw6t4G0k/Sahuz3TgZ0I/AAAAAAAAACs/niChv3Tfans/s400/dusk2" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307613998154278722" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_i5uZw6t4G0k/SahunC1VTwI/AAAAAAAAACk/Clq-S-ZFywE/s1600-h/dusk"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_i5uZw6t4G0k/SahunC1VTwI/AAAAAAAAACk/Clq-S-ZFywE/s400/dusk" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307613777910648578" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_i5uZw6t4G0k/Sahtke0aD-I/AAAAAAAAACc/H5s1oyJ6On8/s1600-h/Icandi2"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_i5uZw6t4G0k/Sahtke0aD-I/AAAAAAAAACc/H5s1oyJ6On8/s400/Icandi2" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307612634371723234" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_i5uZw6t4G0k/SahtUmpkrkI/AAAAAAAAACU/itEuwYqxerg/s1600-h/Madugand%C3%AD.png"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 395px; height: 178px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_i5uZw6t4G0k/SahtUmpkrkI/AAAAAAAAACU/itEuwYqxerg/s400/Madugand%C3%AD.png" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307612361595858498" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the 22nd of February, our STINT team went out to the village of Icandi which is situated in a comarca or reserve called Kuna de Madugandí. The reason for our trip was to get us better aware and acquainted with missions into remote or less developed places. To get to Icandi, we took a bus ride that lasted a few hours to a bridge in Vallano. Near the base of that bridge, we got into motor powered canoes and traveled to the island village of Icando. It took us about an hour to get there, but it was a beautiful sunset ride, despite being soaked by the waves :)  Once we got there at twilight, we were greeted by mostly Kuna women and children, but some men too. They quietly and quickly helped unload our equipment into the huts that they had arranged for us to stay in. We weren't sure what to expect, so we mostly observed and we never took pictures for some Kuna believe it bad to get their picture taken. As darkness came over the village, we made our way into the huts and got our hammocks quickly set up by the men and women. They were pretty much expert at tying knots and getting hammocks set up. All this had seemed strange to me so far. I was expecting to meet more people that speak Spanish but most of the parents and older people didn't speak Spanish. I almost felt like a stranger intruding into this place for the people didn't try to communicate with us or even break a smile. Everything was set up so fast for us, but it seemed very business like and straight forward. I would eventually come realize that the Kuna people were in fact very welcoming. On Monday, we woke up early at 5:30 am. I was so tired by that time from the rush of preparation and set up the day before, but the trip had just begun and I Knew that we had a long journey ahead of us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To be continued...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6086065374941057417-6778402461505817847?l=juanwherethelightis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://juanwherethelightis.blogspot.com/feeds/6778402461505817847/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6086065374941057417&amp;postID=6778402461505817847' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6086065374941057417/posts/default/6778402461505817847'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6086065374941057417/posts/default/6778402461505817847'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juanwherethelightis.blogspot.com/2009/02/our-time-in-village-of-icandi-panama.html' title='Our time in the village of Icandi, Panama'/><author><name>Juan Carlos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16953175750425753289</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_i5uZw6t4G0k/SrAC91nmJzI/AAAAAAAAAFM/Vc2qTofnfpQ/S220/ipod.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_i5uZw6t4G0k/Sahw0DwKlWI/AAAAAAAAADY/YLvCAMyw4IY/s72-c/stuff' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6086065374941057417.post-4727911047451889677</id><published>2009-02-19T12:35:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-20T16:45:06.890-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Prayer'/><title type='text'>The Power of Prayer</title><content type='html'>For some reason, I've been noticing that there has been a greater response to the gospel message on the University campus in Panama.  More and more students have been accepting Christ into their lives and others have been asking for the Holy Spirit to fill them. Last term, people were not as responsive to the gospel message and I think it was partly due to a lack of prayer on our team's part.  Back in December, our team as a whole could feel that prayer was lacking on all our parts and the Lord convicted us of this. There was pretty much an overall group feeling that we needed to pray more, and we expressed this to each other one night.  So guess what!  We started praying more.  Then guess what! We started seeing more results on campus. Right now it's summer semester, so the skeptic in me says "oh yea, students are just more relaxed right now and they have more time to talk to us and make these types of decisions and that's why we are seeing a greater response from the students". I don't think it's the summer though and I don't think that it's all the free time they have. The students that are there right now don't even have free time, because they are taking classes. I think it's God's hand at work and his response to our prayers. There is something more going on here. So I hope that if you are reading this, you can experiment for yourself the power of prayer. Go ahead and try it and see results!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And this is the confidence that we have toward him, that if we ask anything according to his will he hears us. 1 John 5:14&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6086065374941057417-4727911047451889677?l=juanwherethelightis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://juanwherethelightis.blogspot.com/feeds/4727911047451889677/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6086065374941057417&amp;postID=4727911047451889677' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6086065374941057417/posts/default/4727911047451889677'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6086065374941057417/posts/default/4727911047451889677'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juanwherethelightis.blogspot.com/2009/02/power-of-prayer.html' title='The Power of Prayer'/><author><name>Juan Carlos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16953175750425753289</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_i5uZw6t4G0k/SrAC91nmJzI/AAAAAAAAAFM/Vc2qTofnfpQ/S220/ipod.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6086065374941057417.post-6355666981942156998</id><published>2009-02-06T09:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-06T10:23:47.661-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thinking about death'/><title type='text'>Last night my old elementary school classmate died.</title><content type='html'>I was doing a lot of support raising last night, when something happened.  I was a little stressed out dealing with student loans and raising financial support for my ministry in Panama when I found out that one of my elementary school classmates was murdered on my street back home in Canada.  I didn't know him very well, but I do have memories of him way back in elementary school.  He was a tough type of guy, one who would never back out of a fight...He was just fearless, but that made him prone to trouble.  I can't figure out why it had hit me so hard last night. I started to think about how short life is and I realized that I'm not invincible.  I began to realize that people around me are dying without Christ in their lives.  I then began to think what if I had shared with my classmate.  I began to have that "what if" type of thinking, which isn't always a good way of thinking, but I did.  I remember seeing him on the bus a year or two ago with his girlfriend.  He was a dad when he died.  My point about all of this though is that last night, I realized that life is a blink of an eye.  I don't have time to hesitate about sharing God's word with people around me because the worst that can happen to me in our peaceful country of Canada is be rejected.  What an honor it would be anyways to be rejected for the glory of God.  I want to make it clear though, that I need to share!  I don't need to force it upon anyone or just shout it at them, but present it to them as a gift that God is offering to them.  As I was reading my classmate's story on the web last night, I took a long look at his picture.  I could still see the little innocent boy in him.  That hit me too, but this became a wake up call for me.  We all get wake up calls at times, we need them.  Life is a blink of an eye and let's not waste one moment. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; But do not overlook this one fact, beloved, that with the Lord one day is as a thousand years, and a thousand years as one day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2Peter 3:8&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6086065374941057417-6355666981942156998?l=juanwherethelightis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://juanwherethelightis.blogspot.com/feeds/6355666981942156998/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6086065374941057417&amp;postID=6355666981942156998' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6086065374941057417/posts/default/6355666981942156998'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6086065374941057417/posts/default/6355666981942156998'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juanwherethelightis.blogspot.com/2009/02/last-night-my-old-elementary-school.html' title='Last night my old elementary school classmate died.'/><author><name>Juan Carlos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16953175750425753289</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_i5uZw6t4G0k/SrAC91nmJzI/AAAAAAAAAFM/Vc2qTofnfpQ/S220/ipod.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6086065374941057417.post-9216809590962716436</id><published>2008-10-24T10:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-24T12:09:20.200-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='free time'/><title type='text'>What I Do On My Free Time in Panama</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_i5uZw6t4G0k/SQIdLsxlREI/AAAAAAAAACE/Z53E3uvY3q4/s1600-h/xfire"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_i5uZw6t4G0k/SQIdLsxlREI/AAAAAAAAACE/Z53E3uvY3q4/s320/xfire" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260799401557050434" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_i5uZw6t4G0k/SQIc6_2qA6I/AAAAAAAAAB8/CDk2l7HQTr8/s1600-h/saxxy4"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_i5uZw6t4G0k/SQIc6_2qA6I/AAAAAAAAAB8/CDk2l7HQTr8/s320/saxxy4" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260799114620830626" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_i5uZw6t4G0k/SQIc1dy-WJI/AAAAAAAAAB0/4y5R6rDbtMQ/s1600-h/saxxy2"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_i5uZw6t4G0k/SQIc1dy-WJI/AAAAAAAAAB0/4y5R6rDbtMQ/s320/saxxy2" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260799019579234450" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_i5uZw6t4G0k/SQIcvKTfiWI/AAAAAAAAABs/y3_RrlBSKik/s1600-h/saxxy1"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_i5uZw6t4G0k/SQIcvKTfiWI/AAAAAAAAABs/y3_RrlBSKik/s320/saxxy1" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260798911267703138" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_i5uZw6t4G0k/SQIcnFq9ckI/AAAAAAAAABk/FiYJ5uTo3hI/s1600-h/abeandi"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 204px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_i5uZw6t4G0k/SQIcnFq9ckI/AAAAAAAAABk/FiYJ5uTo3hI/s320/abeandi" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260798772585001538" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I mentioned in my previous post, there are many things to do in Panama.  At times I feel that I am being pulled in many directions all at once and the problem is that I want to be in all these places at once, but there is only one of me!&lt;br /&gt;  As a saxophonist, I've had the privilege of getting calls to play with many talented musicians over here in Panama.  I really like this because the musicians I am playing with want to spread the word of God to people through music.  Sometimes we play at the Universities in Panama and at other times we play at churches or big conferences. Popular music in Panama is different than the popular music in Canada and because of this, I get many more opportunties to play my saxophone with groups here, because popular music over here can incorporate the saxophone, unlike the majority of popular music played in Canada which is mostly guitar and keyboard driven.  Now I do want to say that I am only speaking of popular music within the christian circles in Canada and Panama.  In other words, popular praise and worship music, whether it be christian "artist" music or christian "worship" music for those who like to make that distinction.  I did also bring my guitar, to Panama, but I haven't had too many opportunities to play it outside of campus ministry time.  I was really hoping I would get more time to play my guitar on my free time, but that just hasn't been the case.  The saxophone has taken it's prominent place in my musical endeavors.  A big highlight for me this past month was the Coicom conference.  I got to play in the opening show with some great musicians here in Panama including David Choy, a great Composer/Pianist who has shared the stage with the likes of Miami Sound Machine, Juan Luis Guerra and many more. This was an amazing opportunity for me because I do not often have the chance to play with such an amazing musician as David. You can check out David's story and see the way God has changed his life at: http://www.cbn.com/700club/features/Amazing/David_Choy051206.aspx&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    When I'm not playing my saxophone, I like to connect with my new Panamanian friends.  I've made many great friends here in Panama.  Abraham, shown in the picture, is one of my good buddies. He plays the electric guitar and performs whenever he can with his screamo band.  There is never a dull moment when Abraham is around.  He is a super duper high energy guy and he never stops acting in a way that is out of the ordinary.  He is one of the students going to the Dominican Republic next week with us on the short term missions project.  He has raised all of his support now, so I give thanks to God for that.  I know that God will use him and the other students to reach out to other lost students who are in desperate need of a Lord and savior.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     One more thing that I do on my free time is Youth Ministry.  I am volunteering with a youth group at a church called Crossroads.  The youth ministry is called Crossfire and so far it's been an amazing time of building into youth in Panama.  There are many Panamanian and American youth at Crossfire, so it's all bilingual teaching, which is something I find to be very awesome, because they are all united there to learn and worship God, despite differences in language and culture.  I can definitely see the hand of God moving in the lives of these youths.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   If you want to know more about what I am doing on my free time, don't hesitate to ask and just email me at juanqui_dtj@hotmail.com&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   Blessings&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6086065374941057417-9216809590962716436?l=juanwherethelightis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://juanwherethelightis.blogspot.com/feeds/9216809590962716436/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6086065374941057417&amp;postID=9216809590962716436' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6086065374941057417/posts/default/9216809590962716436'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6086065374941057417/posts/default/9216809590962716436'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juanwherethelightis.blogspot.com/2008/10/what-i-do-on-my-free-time-in-panama.html' title='What I Do On My Free Time in Panama'/><author><name>Juan Carlos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16953175750425753289</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_i5uZw6t4G0k/SrAC91nmJzI/AAAAAAAAAFM/Vc2qTofnfpQ/S220/ipod.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_i5uZw6t4G0k/SQIdLsxlREI/AAAAAAAAACE/Z53E3uvY3q4/s72-c/xfire' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6086065374941057417.post-7879887053311225171</id><published>2008-10-10T12:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-10T12:53:27.228-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Busy Living</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_i5uZw6t4G0k/SO-x3L_iVWI/AAAAAAAAAA0/5R_mLb-Ihfs/s1600-h/steveandi"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_i5uZw6t4G0k/SO-x3L_iVWI/AAAAAAAAAA0/5R_mLb-Ihfs/s320/steveandi" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5255614851834860898" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;      Life in Panama has been surprisingly busy.  There are so many opportunities to do things.  Music, meetings, events, talks, sharing, evangelizing, making friends and studying are things that you can do here, but there is so much to pick and choose from.  At times, it is tough to choose between things and to prioritize them, because help is always needed everywhere.&lt;br /&gt;      The last couple of weeks have been really tough because I had to take a systematic theology class.  It was required of all the Campus for Christ Panama staff to take this two week intensive course.   Lots of people were very tired and stressed out from it all, but the course was awesome.  Our Professor's name was Eric Schlottman and he did an amazing job.  He is an American, but he taught the whole course in Spanish, and his Spanish was excellent.  The course is over now, but I still have to do a lot of assigned reading.&lt;br /&gt;      Life with my roommates has been alright.  This is really my first time living away from home, so having the opportunity to share a house with other guys has been a very good and helpful experience.  It's not always easy living with people you don't know that much, but I thank God for my roommates, who are also my teammates.  They are great guys and Christ centered.  Living with them hasn't been a problem for me at all so far, so I am grateful for that.&lt;br /&gt;     Now that I have more time, I will be writing in my blog more regularly, so if you are reading this, you can check up on this blog at least once a week, and you'll find something new.  If you have any questions about anything, don't hesitate to ask me. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blessings&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6086065374941057417-7879887053311225171?l=juanwherethelightis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://juanwherethelightis.blogspot.com/feeds/7879887053311225171/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6086065374941057417&amp;postID=7879887053311225171' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6086065374941057417/posts/default/7879887053311225171'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6086065374941057417/posts/default/7879887053311225171'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juanwherethelightis.blogspot.com/2008/10/busy-living.html' title='Busy Living'/><author><name>Juan Carlos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16953175750425753289</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_i5uZw6t4G0k/SrAC91nmJzI/AAAAAAAAAFM/Vc2qTofnfpQ/S220/ipod.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_i5uZw6t4G0k/SO-x3L_iVWI/AAAAAAAAAA0/5R_mLb-Ihfs/s72-c/steveandi' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6086065374941057417.post-1714945203194299126</id><published>2008-09-21T21:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-21T22:42:43.271-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life in Panama'/><title type='text'>A little bit about my life in Panama</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_i5uZw6t4G0k/SNcu3GwD9GI/AAAAAAAAAAs/dpGfzZmIPb8/s1600-h/hernan+y+juan"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_i5uZw6t4G0k/SNcu3GwD9GI/AAAAAAAAAAs/dpGfzZmIPb8/s320/hernan+y+juan" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248715414963483746" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I asked a good friend of mine "hey what do you wonder about my life here in Panama?" and she responded by saying "i wonder how you spend your hours...the things that are hard ...the things that you praise God for...friends you've made...cool experiences that are random and out of the ordinary...what a normal day would look like for you".  When she said this, I thought haha, this is a pretty cool list of things to write on my blog about, haha.  I guess a whole book could be written on all this stuff, who knows if it would be any interesting to people outside of my circle of interest, but, yea, I guess that's what I'll write about and here is a little bit about what it's like for me in Panama.  If I write about something unrelated to Panama, I'll leave the word Panama out of the title for you.  Here is a little something I wrote. It's short, has bad grammar, but maybe a little interesting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="p_self pic_padding"&gt;Well, last night, and right now as we are speaking, my neighbor keeps on watching these movies with like people like screaming and fighting with swords, lol, because you keep on hearing this like dramatic symphonic music with like peoples swords clanging, haha, it's hilarious and it's like almost 12 am right now they must be watching some type of epic movie lol i give thanks to God for the place we are living in, it's pretty sweet and quiet, but, compared to canada ,  I guess this would be considered an outage "outrage",  lol,  but yea, it's nice a peaceful where we are living at so that's awesome, I get to play guitar anytime I want and nobody is going to come up to my apartment and start complaining about the noise that's sweeet thank you Lord but yea, and I guess, I am beginning to see the clash of culture here in Panama with my teammates and the way things work here, it's different than Canada.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="p_self pic_padding"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="p_self pic_padding"&gt;Oh yea, the guy on the pic up there is a student I met at the National University Campus here in Panama.  His name is Hernan and he's from Nicaragua. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="p_self pic_padding"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="p_self pic_padding"&gt;Blessings&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="p_self pic_padding"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6086065374941057417-1714945203194299126?l=juanwherethelightis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://juanwherethelightis.blogspot.com/feeds/1714945203194299126/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6086065374941057417&amp;postID=1714945203194299126' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6086065374941057417/posts/default/1714945203194299126'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6086065374941057417/posts/default/1714945203194299126'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juanwherethelightis.blogspot.com/2008/09/little-bit-about-my-life-in-panama.html' title='A little bit about my life in Panama'/><author><name>Juan Carlos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16953175750425753289</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_i5uZw6t4G0k/SrAC91nmJzI/AAAAAAAAAFM/Vc2qTofnfpQ/S220/ipod.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_i5uZw6t4G0k/SNcu3GwD9GI/AAAAAAAAAAs/dpGfzZmIPb8/s72-c/hernan+y+juan' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6086065374941057417.post-5957335951020029171</id><published>2008-09-12T12:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-12T12:44:47.575-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Panama</title><content type='html'>So I'm going to be here in Panama for one year.  I've been here for nearly a month and I am now in the process of settling in.  This will also be my first time away from home for an extended period of time so I am getting used to calling my apartment home.  I want to thank so many people for their prayers and support for my mission here in Panama.  I feel blessed.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6086065374941057417-5957335951020029171?l=juanwherethelightis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://juanwherethelightis.blogspot.com/feeds/5957335951020029171/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6086065374941057417&amp;postID=5957335951020029171' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6086065374941057417/posts/default/5957335951020029171'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6086065374941057417/posts/default/5957335951020029171'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juanwherethelightis.blogspot.com/2008/09/panama.html' title='Panama'/><author><name>Juan Carlos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16953175750425753289</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_i5uZw6t4G0k/SrAC91nmJzI/AAAAAAAAAFM/Vc2qTofnfpQ/S220/ipod.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
