Life is crawling along. Africa is definately turning out to be slower moving than Haiti. We’re still not at our ministry site. Still in Velanculos, Mozambique at Jaco’s house (our contact). Still doing little odd jobs around the home in our spare time. And I know that that can be a ministry in itself, but I don’t think my supporters gave through the ears for me to go to Africa and do little chores for a family that already knows Christ. Sigh.
(Anonymous) and I are fasting lunch this month and praying for the team over lunchtime. So far, through the fast, God has revealed to me how much I desire to please myself whenever I want. Whether it be snacking, going out to eat, renting movies, or just listening to the music I want as loud as I want. I simply long to fulfuill my selfish desires. And out here, I can’t. I can’t just watch a movie. I can’t just listen to Chevelle. I can’t just go to Wal-mart and buy a shirt, a pint of Peanut Butter Panic Ice Cream, and a candybar. That is why we are such a glutenous nation. Any little thing we desire, we get it (within reason). Being out here in the African bush is like fasting from my desires. And the “hunger” pains are shocking me. How selfish I am when I thank God for the overabundance of yummy food and not eevn think of the ones who don’t get anything, much less what they want. And we play it off that “There’s nothing I can do.” Why can we not pray? Or do we really believe that prayer is full of power? “Prayers are only answered through people who give.” “God helps those who help themselves.” These are some of our common cop-outs. What would life be like if we were the only answers to prayer? A simple “Lord, feed those who don’t have food” would work. Or has He lost some power since He fed 5,000 with a sack lunch and the nation of Israel with manna?!?! We have only been in Africa a couple of weeks and we have already seen God heal two generators that were unfixable. Dare we believe in our prayers?
