I’m standing on the edge of me
I’m standing on the edge of everything
I’ve never been before
And I’ve been standing on the edge of me
Dear friend,
I wish you were here. I wish you could sit beside me in the back of the 40 year old blue work truck as we go bouncing down the mountain on the way to church or to evangelize in the poor communities. You would see the beautiful lush green valley and mountains that turn into rolling hills. I wish that you could walk beside me as we pass brightly painted houses in the little bustling towns –the colors are sure to make you as happy as they make me.
I wish you were with me that day when I felt God leading me and some members of my team down a country road seemingly leading nowhere until a house appeared out of nowhere with kids playing outside. We talked to those kids in broken Spanish and asked if there was anything we could pray for? They told us their mother was inside sick and invited us in to pray for her –so we did and discovered that the mother had severe back pain. So we prayed for her and declared healing over her and once we said amen she said that while we were praying she felt the pain lift off of her and that it was gone! You should have seen her face –actually you should have seen my face when I realized that God just answered our prayer and healed her!
Oh if only you could have been there the other day when we were evangelizing in a community and handing out food and praying for the people and inviting them to the church service that we were having that afternoon in the middle of the neighborhood. We happened upon a house where a man had just died an hour ago and his body lay there inside. We all went in and asked the mother who was distraught with grief if we could pray for her son –to pray that God would raise him from the dead! With all faith we prayed over him –even though God didn’t raise him, I began to realize that maybe God had a different plan that day. Because once some of the people from my team and another team started to filter out of the room, a few of us began to pray for the mother who was in such turmoil. As we were praying a peace settled over her and she began to pray thanking Jesus for her son, “Gracias Jesus por mi hijo….Thank you Jesus for my son.” I think God’s purpose that day for us was to comfort those who mourn, to sit with her and share in her sufferings. But also, one of our ministry contacts Sarah was with us, and as she saw us praying for the dead man she heard God speak to her, “Sarah, don’t limit your faith. Believe that I can do great things, impossible things.” By seeing a group of young people who dared to believe God when He says in Matthew 10 –“heal the sick, raise the dead, cast out demons –”, she was challenged to not put a limit on her faith and what God can do!
Guess what? I’ve been learning worship songs in Spanish and for the past few church services I’ve been leading worship with Juan Carlos (the main worship leader) in all Spanish! God has definitely been increasing my ability to learn languages because the other day –not ever having taken a Spanish class before, I understood a conversation between our contact Sarah and another man that she was evangelizing to as if they were having a conversation in English –I was then able to pray specifically for him and for her as she was sharing biblical truths with him!
God is doing so much here in El Salvador! Continue to follow my journey and pray for me, pray for my team, and pray for the ministry here!
You are loved,
Hosanna
P.S. The next deadline for my support account is in just one short month. Currently I have $9,604 in my account but will need $11,000 by April 1st. Would you pray about donating?
