We do a lot of house visits here in Nepal. Since we are working for a church, a lot of our time is spent ministering to and trying to grow the congregation. We visit the homes of the elderly and sick, the strong members and people in the community that are not believers and honestly just want to talk to us because we are from America.
I knew I’d like spending time at the homes of believers here, especially the ones who cannot really get out and about of their own. It’s so wonderful to be such an encouragement to them. A smile just means so much. However, I was pretty hesitant to talk to people who weren’t believers. Especially because our contact puts so much pressure on us to preach everywhere we go. We walk into someone’s home and he just says “Preach!”. I know that honestly, I’d be turned of if some stranger from a foreign land just walked into my house and told me what to believe.
It’s so weird though, because it is so different. People usher us into their homes, listen to what we have to say and then feed us biscuits and cheea (cookies and tea). People are asking us into their homes, knowing we are here working for the church. They tell the pastor they want to hear what we have to say.
I still don’t want to force people into believing what I believe, I still want them to make that decision on their own. It’s so nice though, to be able to share love with them and not feel like I’m overstepping my bounds. People in Nepal are hungry for more – for something else. I’m so excited to share with them the fulfillment a life with God can bring.
