It’s currently 2:25 am here in Puerto Barrios, Guatemala. Tonight has been one of those nights where your mind is in a million different places. You think back over the events from the days past and trying to process them is no small task.
I have already mentioned and posted a few pictures from the Children’s Hospital visit, but we have since returned there to minister again, and this time was a little bit more intense than our previous trip to pray with the children and their Mothers. I’m having a little bit harder time swallowing what we seen today…
As we arrived at the hospital, we were split into two groups and sent into two different wings of the facility to talk with the families, hang out with the kids, and pray for healing. Today though the team of 4 guys I worked along side, slowly made our way down the corridor and began in the “outpatient wing.” I’m going to call it that for lack of a better term. These kids mostly have mild injuries, sickness, or needs. It was a rich time and the majority of the children had smiles on their faces. Praise God, we actually had the opportunity to lead one of the women to Christ! It was great!
Once we finished in that wing, we returned to the hallway and after a few minutes of waiting for the others, Pastor Roni called for the 5 of us men to follow him into the double swinging doors. As we approached the doors, the first thing I noticed was the incubator. Immediately my heart sank…
We spent several minutes in the wing praying over the children and asking for the Lord to empty the beds and allow these babies to get better. I’m going to be honest and say it was hard. Very hard. All I know is that we serve a risen Savior who died for each of our sins. He was pierced for our transgressions, crushed for our sins, and the punishment that brought us peace, was upon Him. By His stripes…
WE ARE HEALED.
I believe God will heal those babies. Big and small. Please pray that His will would be done and that He would receive all the glory and honor and praise.
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The next thing I want to tell you about was also unlike anything I’d seen before. We visited the Puerto Barrios Dump.
Picture this. Thousands of pounds of garbage. Pigs, dogs, and vultures everywhere. The smell was unbearable and here we stood, in the midst of Hell on earth. A place where men, women, and children spend hours on end digging through other peoples garbage just to make ends meet and have something to eat.
We spent sometime here praying with the works, sharing the Gospel, and reaching out to the community. It was eye opening. One of the most humbling experiences I’ve ever had.
I fought back tears as I met one little boy, four years old to be exact, who spends everyday working all day with his Mother. This was his life. The only life he’ll probably ever know.
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“How then will they call on him in whom they have not believed? And how are they to believe in him of whom they have never heard? And how are they to hear without someone preaching?”
Romans 10:14
I’ve thought about what we seen these past couple days and it really does break my heart. The thing is though…
THERE IS HOPE IN THE MIDST OF OUR HELL.
It’s our responsibility though to tell them about this Hope…
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Love y’all.
