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After a year I am home!!
Month One: The Philippines. seeing the broken-down houses and kids running is sewage. Children and families going without food literally living in the city dump. Feeding these kids was a daily task to make sure they had something in their bellies.
Month two: Thailand. In the red district where prostitutes are just trying to make sure their kids have a meal. And men come from all over the world taking advantage of them thinking they are prostituting because they want to. These women have a lot of trust issues, and loving them was key. Not for any reason than because they are people.
Month three: Malaysia, where Christianity is illegal to talk about. And the churches there face possible persecution for their faith. Where strong men open Christain churches anyway! They face possible imprisonment for sharing the truth of God.
Month four: Lesotho Africa, where demon possession is every day in your face reality. And hospitals are overrun with AID’s patients who are dying for lack of care.
Month five: Swaziland, where women are treated like the property they have no rights and are bought for marriage. Where a man can have several families but not be an active part of any of them, leaving the women to raise kids who will never know their dad.
Month six: South Africa, where people are literally living in shacks to escape government corruption in other parts of Africa, and in the hopes of finding work they live here close to the big cities.
Month seven: Nicaragua, where education is not a priority. And children never grow out of the system of poverty.
Month eight: Costa Rica, where small buildings are considered churches and the pastors are struggling to see the neighborhoods changed.
Month nine: Panama, where diversity and religion are kings. And Hinduism is taking over the church.
Month ten: Columbia, where drugs are out in the open and refugees are at every corner begging for anything to feed their families.
Month eleven: Ecuador, they know they need to fill this hole in their hearts but can not figure out what it is exactly to fill it with.
There where times I cried. There where times I laughed. There were times I learned that God is all you need. There where times I felt lost. There were
times I wanted to help more but I did not have the means all I could offer was prayer. There were times I was able to temporarily adopt a homeless guy
and give him a home for a few days. There were times we laid hands on the sick and healing accrued, and there were times that nothing happened.
There were times where I questioned what I was doing, and other times I knew exactly why I was there. There were times I questioned everything I was seeing
wondering why God was not doing more, than I realized God gave humans the power to something why are we not doing more?
I can’t even come close to explain all the things I have seen all the things I have felt. All of the joy and all the brokenness. All of the people I have met doing everything they can to make a difference. This journey I have been on has changed me, I am not the same person who left. I will never be the same person again. God has allowed me to see the world through his eyes I can never un-see it, I don’t want to un-see it. He has set my soul on fire in a way I can not explain. He has given me a purpose and a reason to wake up every morning and say, “what today Lord?”
I will be home soon. This does not mean the adventure ends. This means the adventure continues at home I have seen a lot all over the world. But these same things
are happening at home. They may not be as in your face, but everything listed above can be found in your back yard if you just open your eyes and look. I am not coming off the mission field I am just entering another one. It looks a little different but there are hurt and lost people all over the world, including America. There are already plans in the works to go minister to people at home. I will continue going out and feeding the homeless telling them about Jesus.
I will continue what I started before I left a year ago. There are desperate people searching in every city from every state longing for someone to just see them, talk to them and show them that they are seen. Act like Jesus do what Jesus would have done. Your life is not to busy to smile at a homeless person. Your life is not to busy to say to the cashier, “God bless you.” Your life is not busy to show people the love of God you say you have.
I am not sure what the next adventure will be. I do not know where God is going to take me next. I don’t know the doors he will open, but I know they will open!
I will do exactly what he told me to do. I will follow and obey the call for the rest of my life. I have taken up his cross, and only in death will I set it down.
