Prayer Request...

If some of your are unaware about my current condition here it is: For the past few months I've been fighting sickness left and right, primarily in my digestive system. Some foods my stomach will accept, others it will reject. There are two weeks left in the semester and it's 'Crunch Time' and I could really use some prayer and strength as I am fighting to stay strong physically and fighting to graduate on-time. when I get home, I plan on having my stomach looked at to the fullest extent. Despite the confirmations I've received for future ministries, I must first take care of my body when I get home and take care of all necessary preparations before embarking on another long term mission trip. For those, who have known of my current situation I thank you for your thoughts and prayers. May God keep you and bless you, just as He as done the same to my soul and faith in Him.

Love,

-Danielito

Latest news on Sadowski...

Well, a few things to sum up this semester so far:

1.) School started about the end of August.
2.) Visited the Presidential Palace of Peru. (Took pictures, just not enough time to post them)
3.) I'm taking classes on 1st Corinthians, 2nd Corinthians, Ephesians, World Religions, and finishing a night class this week on Hebrews which is being taught by Brad Lambert from Calvary Chapel Living Hope.
4.) The Lord has been definitely softening my heart to His Word and His voice.
5.) Made a new Peruvian friend who doesn't know the Lord, but really wants to brush up on his English and I was asked to help him out; to say the least I was very excited and did not hesitate to help. His name is Juan Miguel, please pray for him and that his curiosity and openness to the Word of God and Jesus would lead him to salvation.

See you soon. (Graduation date: 12/3/2010) YEAH!

-Daniel

They are just filled with air...why must we be the ones to fill them with that?

Over the last month or two, much thought and consideration has been sailing around my mind. They usually anchor off somewhere in some deep unknown cove or bay in the corner of brain at times and other times they decide to be led by a crazed pirate ship captain that will make its way to the front of my mind and thoughts unloading whatever ammunition they have, which leads to my inevitable thoughts of worry and concern. These very thoughts are those entwined with my future...particularly my well-being in the mission field in the next year to come. My time or chapter of Bible College is most certainly coming to a close soon as I prepare to return to Peru in late August and I will graduate December 3rd.

During my visit in my mother's old stomping grounds of Cali, Colombia...it went from a family vacation to a time for me to 'spy out the land', just like Joshua and Caleb spied out the Promised Land to see if the land was good and full of fruit, or simply to see if this was the land that the Lord promised the children of Israel. For a long time I've wondered where I would be after Bible College or what kind of ministry I would be a part of or perhaps start. Well, simply with the time I spent in Cali, Colombia that is I saw the fruit, but equally I saw the rotten fruit. When I spent time with Calvary Chapel Cali, Colombia I was able to spend time with my friends from Bible College Lima, Peru who are now graduates and are now serving where the Lord has called them to. In this time, I had the privileged opportunity to share my testimony of how I came to know Jesus and how He moved my heart to 'Go South' (TO South America that is)with CCC's Youth Group. They were shocked by the 'little' adventures the Lord has taken me on...not just south of the Equator, but also with my heart before His face.

Though there was one day I took a little stroll with some friends into a very historical neighborhood of Cali....rather one of the oldest in Cali, Colombia. This cool little town's name is San Antonio. This historical neighborhood has its history of 'rough/sketchy' areas and its dark areas where people privately practice satanic rituals in their house. I would only learn this dark secret about 2 weeks after returning to the States. Following this, I would have a strong movement on my heart about this neighborhood and when I inquired of my mother more about San Antonio she said "Sure, it's a great city! It's gorgeous! Historical, but not a place you want to be to evangelize, it's rough in some areas. Daniel, I hope you're not thinking about umm, evangelizing there...it's dangerous!" I said nothing, just to simply let her figure out the obvious answer that will inevitably manifest itself into reality as a ministry, Lord willing. After much thought I had thoughts and even nightmares of myself walking through Cali with my life being threatened and seeing the despaired faces of my family and friends.

Though I spent time at a local ministry for 20, 30 year olds and beyond? The pastor spoke about sometime in his early marriage life someone broke into his house and carried a rather 'dull butter knife' to fend off the 'villain', if there was ever one. He wandered through the house thrusting and swinging away at shadows and to find one place he didn't check. His son's bathroom behind the shower curtain. So, he goes in to check with much reluctance he found standing behind the curtain a 6 foot tall inflatable Shamu swimming pool doll. He went to work on it...and later he found out that the reason for the alarm going off in the middle of the night was as a result of not keeping the door properly closed and the wind pushed the door based the alarm censor.

So for me, I think to myself every time I head back to South America I realize I make my fears so much larger than what they deserve to be or appear to be and I always give them more 'air' or credit than they deserve or need. Now, my perception of Colombia is that of respect and not of a paranoid fear and it's not just Colombia, but ALL OF South America.

Please anybody reading this, pray for me as the doors of ministry seem to be growing or more of them are appearing in South America for me to be a part of. My prayer is that there would be a revival/awakening in South America to genuinely worship Jesus as Lord and Savior, not as a religion, but in a relationship. I pray that the Lord's will be done and more people will pray for the many ministries popping up and growth taking place in South America.

Jesus, My liberty pass, Sabbath, and Rest....

A recap of the last month since I've been home and a video of the biggest highlight of my 4 month semester this Spring at the Bible College:

1.) Trials/Tribulations
2.) Found an unexpected and unplanned opportunity to visit family and friends in Cali, Colombia as my grandfather turns 80.
3.) Saw Phil Wickham and Leeland in concert at Calvary Chapel St. Petersburg.
4.) I plan on returning to Lima, Peru in August to finish my Bible College education.
Click here to see the video (6:58) of what the Lord did in our missions trip to Iquitos,Peru

Thank you for your prayers and support! Please continue to pray for me, this mission the Lord has placed before me, and Calvary Chapel Royal Palm Beach.

Fix Bayonets!

For the past few weeks, it has had its challenges. As I enjoyed my class with Brian Newberry in San Bartolo for a good four days studying 1st, 2nd Timothy, and the Book of Titus(the Pastoral Epistles) it was refreshing to be outside of the major metropolitan region of Lima and just get some time alone with the Lord. The view was perfect! Our hotel was sitting into the cliff at the beach, much like those Greek hotels you see nestled into the cliffs overlooking the Mediterranean Sea. Except for us we had the Pacific and the waves and rocks were just a few stairwells off. Following this class would be a nice 3 or 4 day weekend until our class on the Book of Acts would start and would be the course to salute our semester 'Good-Bye'.

This three-week class has been a bit tough for me personally as I have had barely anytime to have the amount of quiet time with the Lord that I want. At the same time, I've been losing sleep and as winter draws in little by little it's been pretty difficult to keep a cold away as now its been the fourth or maybe the fifth time that I've had a cold this semester, but it's been great at the same time because in these trying times I've had some of the best conversations with the Lord. These conversations have come up when I've set whatever time I can find in my day and the things the Lord has showed me have been....like a tall glass of lemonade or glass of water as I've many times in my youth whenever I played soccer, played outside, rode my bike around my neighborhood during the ever draining South Florida summer heat. Right after those revitalizing glasses of lemonade or water I felt like I could just throw myself back in the summer heat having fun with friends and not worry about coming inside for awhile.

This semester has had more challenges for me than I anticipated, but if only I could tell you the sweet savoring taste of victory that the Lord has allowed me to inherit without making it sound like an understatement would be a challenge in itself. It's great to see that even when you haven't a lot of time in God's Word and you are being bombarded by the enemy's attacks, the Lord will whisper the simplest but quite the best means of encouragement that I don't think any famous general from our history(U.S.A.) could muster from within his being. Though at this last leg of the semester...the home stretch I've noticed that I've had to fix my bayonet so to speak. Spiritual warfare is going to be so much more personal and so much more intense if I'm not careful because of my lack of time to recooperate from the trials and battles day by day. As the trials become much more overwhelming I won't have time to reach for my sword or M16, but reach for my bayonet or dagger. This semester is coming to a close and I will be home in West Palm Beach, Florida again on May 19th and will be working...Lord willing to raise money for next semester's tuition and serving with my Youth Group again at my home church Calvary Chapel Royal Palm Beach. In the mean time, I'll be schooling it up and I'll be State-side May 19th and planning on returning to Peru in August for my last semester to graduate.

God bless you all~!

-Daniel

Round Two: Daniel and Iquitos.(Long Version)

If any of you know what my deal is with Iquitos since March of 2009 you know that Satan had a field day with me for a whole week in that year. I was at risk of having 3 seizures, had adominal pain the whole week, and was spiritually attacked unlike anything I've ever experienced before. It took me literally months to come to the conclusion that there was any good that came out of that trip from my perspective.

This time as I went to Iquitos this year for a week I saw the Lord speak to my heart and gave me words of encouragement that were promises regarding the trip for example: On my flight to Iquitos with my team the Lord said to me two things: 1.) "Daniel, the angels have cleared the way." 2.) "Daniel, you will be tested." Sure enough, time and time again everywhere we stepped I could see that the Lord touched the hearts and prepared them for our arrival so that we may have the God given opportunity to give them The Gospel and minister and encourage those who have already given their hearts to Jesus. My body was put to the test as one day I would feel feverish along with being sunburned and incredibly tired from the life-draining humidity that was a freak of nature that only dwells near the Equator(by the way, we were only 3 degrees off from it.)

I had the amazing opportunity to travel down all of Iquitos' rivers including the Amazon. Our first river trip was to a river village called Centro Fuerte(very young ministry and is just in its early stages). Our boat was like a giant gondala with a homemade motor that was manned by a 15 or 16 year old Peruvian teenager and the ministry was fantastic as we put on skits to deliver the Gospel message, played with the youth and get to know them and converse with others our age and older. To get to this village we had to hike in the rain for a good 20 minutes or so before arriving at the church. And as time slipped away that day we would find ourselves hiking back to the boats from which we came in and found ourselves in the pitch black darkness that dwells in the Peruvian jungles without lights on the boat to find our way, but only that of the moon's light was our guide. It rained quite a few times on our boat ride to the village and from and story is that the boats that travel on the river during the rain typically tip over and sink due to the wind and sure enough.....we were riding in those kind of boats that are capable of capsizing. As we were making our back to the city of Iquitos we noticed the other American team that was with us that was from Calvary Chapel Murrieta had went down a short cut with their boat and as OUR motorist lost sight of it he continued to drive FULL throttle towards the jungle's banks and shores, which could hardly be called those but be compared to my homestate's jungles of mangroves(Florida).

Calvary Chapel El Terminal (aka HQ)

Everybody yelled back to him since his view and hearing was obstructed "BE CAREFUL! REVERSE! REVERSE! WE'RE GONNA HIT THE LAND! FULL REVERSE! FULL REVERSE!" Sure enough I saw that kid move faster than I had ever saw him move and I could hear the motor change tunes as it went from full throttle forward to full throttle reverse, but he let loose on the gas and damage was done and his mother whom was guiding him from the bow of the boat ran back into the shelter of this jungle-version gondala and we struck the jungle's arms like the Titanic struck its iceberg. We began to tip but DID NOT capsize. And surely I saw the Lord protect my life once again in this part of the world, really...no matter where I am. Then we continued our trip down the short cut we should've SMOOTHLY went down. Our night came to an end as we made port in Belen a region in Iquitos and took a convoy of loud screaming moto-taxis down the silent streets of Iquitos at about midnight.

A couple days later we would make our way down another river just on an opposite end of town from which we made port two nights before hand. Instead on this boat we had to move around, walk, and swing. Swing, you ask? Yes, ladies and gentleman, swing....in our hammocks that is. The hot Iquitos sun burned me up pretty well, particularly my 'two shades to the right short of albino' shoulders. Made our way to the river village, Panguana, but in order to get there we had to travel down the Amazon. So, after three hours or so of traveling by boat at a pretty slow pace we finally arrived at our destination: Panguana. This time we had to hike on creeky boardwalks which are normally submerged by gallons and gallons of water from the consistent amount of rain. I had taken this hike before and remembered it well, but this time I would come back to this village anticipating the awesome opportunity to teach Colossians 3:12-17. It would be this missions trip that the Lord had given me permission to teach the Word openly in Peru to a Peruvian audience for the first time since I started my studies in the Fall of 2008 and my waiting had paid off. So, I preached my heart off and allowed The Holy Spirit to speak through me with whatever He wanted to say for that group of people I was teaching to. It would be this trip that I'd seen all the lessons the Lord has showed me with speaking before people and what a teacher of His Word looks like. It made me incredibly thankful that I had two opportunities to teach. On the boat ride back to Iquitos, my stomach was ill again but did not up-chuck or anything, but just sat outside on the stern of our boat in a hammock and was left staring at the stars above me and saw the largest orange full moon I have ever seen accompanied by thousands of stars. Of those thousands, I saw four or five disappear and die before my very eyes. Yes, I saw four or five stars die and would eventually become black holes or become stars again.

Praying with missionary Jeremy Swan outside of Panguana church plant, before Daniel taught.

Almost had a third time and this time people were really depending on me to teach at this other church that the Calvary Chapels in Iquitos work with and even though I wasn't feeling 100% physically I went for it. By the time I got there, I was sweating more bullets than the average bear, my heart felt like it was going to burst, I felt like my stomach doing flips and I thought: "I usually never get nervous before teaching. But why is my body acting like this?" So, I stepped outside and grabbed the missionary I was with along with the pastor of that church and told them what I felt and they expressed to me that if I couldn't do the teaching then either one of them could cover for me. Sure enough, I would find myself in a moto-taxi to the nearest clinic with a friend from Calvary Chapel Murrieta and the missionary in Iquitos; Albert Smith. Turns out I did have a borderline fever, dehydrated(but still drank TONS of water), blood pressure:150/100. So, they gave me a shot for the fever and they gave a powder to bring down my blood pressure and I gave them the biggest red flag regarding my medications and my medical condition regarding my epilepsy that I could possibly hoist. And they assured me 100% that the meds wouldn't conflict with my epilepsy or my medicine. In a matter of minutes my flushed face regained color and as I recovered from the rather large intermuscular shot they gave me in my rear for my fever I walked in and out of the clinic pretty much 100% within 2 hours or so, only having to pay S/. 100=$35.00?



Made it back to my hotel feeling strong again and smiling wide for the Lord. There were prayers that night that I never thought I would feel I needed to pray. I said "Lord, send Your angels to whisper to the hearts of my friends to pray for me and lift my health up to You. I need You now, Lord! Lord, I know because of the close relationship I have with You, today is not THAT day. But God if it is, I'm ready. I'm ready to come home and worship You for all eternity. I am satisfied with Your will." I prayed that prayer twice that week. Because I was put in those situations to be comfortable praying those prayers it made my faith stronger than anything I could imagine. On our flight back to Lima I walked about the Bible College feeling like I was back in the United States. Back to the hustle and bustle of the city and 'civilization'. I was experiencing some reverse cultural shock even just in Lima the capital of Peru. But it eventually wore off as I was struck with a pretty bad cold and cold sore, and now 6 days later feeling strong and smiling again.

Oh! The pastor of the church I was supposed to speak at had wished me a friendly good-bye and we both agreed that if it was the Lord's will that I would return to speak at his church. Once again, I see the Lord opening more opportunities for me here in Peru and hopefully in other regions of South America and my relationships with other ministries, pastors, and missionaries are growing stronger and stronger and I have only God to thank that He would teach me to get outside of my shell in the U.S. and my shell of my personality. So, in closing. I can only say this that if that missions trip was a battle or war I would say that we could have raised banners of victory in His Holy and Precious Name, Jesus on the streets of Iquitos and even to the silent and humble abidings of the Peruvian jungles and even in the churches that we served at and ministered at.

Two brothers of a friend of mine I know in Lima who live and minister in Iquitos.

To God, be the glory and the victory always be remembered that it belonged to Him and we inherited it as His children through His Son, Jesus Christ.



-Danielito

Our group, from the bottom: Lauren Evans, Lara Lanphere, Andrea Latorre, Megan Bauer,

2nd row start from right: Tyler Campbell, Daniel Sadowski, Shirley Molero, Joshua Richards, Holly Delgado, Steven Sutton, Rachael Hicks, Jeremy and Sandra Swan, and Nate Bauer.

A victory banner raised from Sunrise to Sunset everyday for a week in Iquitos,Peru in the name of His Precious Name, Jesus Christ

Short Version of a week of Missions Practicum at Calvary Chaple Bible College, Lima, Peru:

3/27/2010-4/3/2010

3/27->Flight from Lima,Peru to Iquitos,Peru. The Lord spoke 2 things to me: 1.) Daniel, you will be tested on this trip. 2.) Daniel, the angels have cleared the way for you and your group to do My work.
3/27/->Taught at Calvary Chapel El Terminal, Iquitos, Peru on James 4:1-10. (Had a head ache, sweating bullets due to the climate and should have had symptoms of a seizure, but DIDN'T! Praise the Lord!)
3/28-> Attended Sunday service at Calvary Chapel El Terminal (city), street blvd. outreach.
3/29-> Street Ministry at Ucayali, hung out and had an awesome time having fun with some street kids. Fulfilled my dream of dancing my feet off in the streets of South America and not caring what others thought, but maintaining tact.
3/30-> (3 hours to and 2 hours or so from) River trip to Centro Fuerte. On the way back from Centro Fuerte to Iquitos our boat in the middle of the night crashed into the jungle because of lack of visibility and we came close to tipping over into the river, but the Lord protected us and got us back on course.
3/31-> Wednesday Night service at Calvary Chapel El Terminal.
4/1-> (3 hours to and 2 hours or so from) River trip to Panguana, taught Colossians 3:12-17.  Sick on the boat ride from Panguana, but didn't throw up but the Lord healed me as I stared into the night sky and saw every star that could be seen with the bright shinning full moon, well I didn't see every star because I saw 4 or 5 disappear before my very eyes. Yes, I saw stars die as I saw swung on a hammock on a boat chugging down the Amazon River of Peru.
4/2-> Hospitalized just before I was supposed to speak at a Baptist church that the Calvary Chapels in Iquitos serve with. Conditions: Fever, extreme fatigue, dehyration, stress, nausea, basically I wasn't in great shape.haha. Had a blood pressure of 150/100 and eventually went down to 127/78 the next day. 
4/3-> Day of Rest from the day before and flew back to Lima. Before I left for Lima the Pastor of the Baptist church came to see if I was alright and we both agreed that if the Lord would allow me to return to Iquitos that I would be welcome to speak at his church. *Thumbs up!*

This time the devil didn't have a field day with me, but rather my group and I had countless amounts of victories in the Name of Jesus as we planted the Gospel into the hearts of those who had never heard it and water those seeds of Believers who have been following the Lord faithfully.

Long version coming soon....

-Danielito.....