Greetings Reader,
I know many of you have been inquiring about my wellbeing since I’ve began my journey. Thank you so much. I means the world to me that so many people care enough to ask. As of right now my team and I are in the southern part of India doing door to door ministry 5 nights a week.
To be completely honest I was terrified when we began our assignment. Going from door to door to people I don’t know, inviting them to church, and then preaching a message…. Safe to say I wasn’t comfortable with the idea by any stretch of the imagination. I knew that everyone one on my team anticipated what was going to happen. In my mind it was a test to see if we were worthy of this journey each of us worked so hard to obtain. I didn’t want to let the fear stop me from doing what I had convinced myself that I wanted.
Our very first night we left our host home and drove an hour and a half to our ministry sight. Side note: The van that we use to go to ministry is freaking awesome! I call it the party bus. It’s big, red, and has a big gigantic hole in the floor board. I love that thing and it makes me smile every time we climb in. When we arrived at the sight and met the pastor that would be leading us into his village. He and his family was extremely kind. Side note: Usually when we go to ministry they serve us coffee. I dunno what they put in it, but Indian coffee is the best I’ve ever had. I swear I could open up a little Indian café back home and be set for life. When the pastor was ready we headed to the church that we would be speaking at that night. There we hung out and talked to church members and children. Then the moment of truth came.
When everyone was ready we started to head out. A few boys from the church grabbed a speaker, hooked it up and began to play Christian music. Right there. There my fears vanished. God showed up in that moment and every second after that. All of us, about 20 people, began to walk through the village heading from to house to house. I was overwhelmed by courage and peace. I felt like we were marching. Like the battle was raging and we simply walked though untouched and protected. I’m still overwhelmed by that feeling. I stood confident that this is where I should be for this season. Right here in the battle.
A church member gave my mom a letter to give to me. She called me a warrior princess. (You know who you are. Thank you.) That made me smile because lets me honest… every girl wants to be a warrior princess. (And I don’t mean Xena, Jessie.) I look around at my team and all I see are warrior princesses. People who have come to fight a battle and even though we lose some, our God has won the war. He has won India and all the nations. I stand firm on that knowledge every time we head out to proclaim His name.
Since I’ve been here I’ve come to see the people here in a different light. The people that live here every day, not just missionaries, are fierce and loyal to God in a way that I’ve never experienced. They are not people with less than and they are not ones to be pitied. They are to be praised. They not only survive, but they thrive in a battlefield. They let God provide for them and He rewards them with a joy that we Americans take for granted daily. The people I’ve lived with and have experienced this short time of life with truly amaze me. It takes a special kind of warrior to give their life away and I’m honored that I have to chance to live and learn with them.
I don’t think that God has called me to fight his battle here indefinitely, but while I remain here I will fight harder and love deeper for the ones who continue God’s work.
So that’s what I’m doing here. There are many more things, fun and hilarious things, that I’ve experienced here. I’ll post that blog a little later. Prayers for me and my team is always appreciated, but I would love if you would specifically pray for the nation of India. There are so few people here that share the love of God. (Only 7 missionaries to every million people.) There is so much pride and dedication here, just pray that we reach those and help point them in the right direction.
I love you all. Thank you all who have sacrificed for me to be here. It will never go unnoticed. This journey is worth more to me than you will ever know.
With Gratitude,
Kirbie Head, World Racer
