So we as a group went out into some community schools and did little programs with skits and games and little bible messages, we did two on a morning earlier this week. They went well and a lot of kids accepted Jesus into their hearts, what’s really cool is that there are many Christian teachers in the schools who invite the children to church and really pour into them.
Morgan, a girl on our team, gave the message and she received loads of letters that same evening from children saying “Thank you” and that they now had Jesus in their lives, one of these was actually addressed to Morgan and I because I had talked to the child after and taken a picture with him… he thought it would be nice to put Maria and Juan in a heart with an arrow through it on his letter (those are our Spanish names!!!)
So after the second school we were walking back to the church for lunch and Jimmy, Ryan and I were lagging behind because 2 ladies that were with us (Sarah a translator/local missionary and Becky, a Missionary from the States) were taking their time. We were getting quite far behind the group but it didn’t matter cause we knew where we were going. Then a lady appeared, as we were walking in the middle of the road. She mumbled something we didn’t understand and then 5 seconds later she said “I have cancer,”
and started crying. We tried to get her off the road and by this time Sarah and Becky had showed up and started talking with her and listening to her story. Her name was Rosa and many religious people had come to her house and they all said many different things, but what Sarah said to her was this isn’t about religion. This is about a relationship with Jesus Christ. We went on to say that God is concerned with the cancer of our souls and wants to have a relationship with us.
It was also amazing cause Sarah herself had been miraculously healed of a tumour in her Uterus so she could share that with Rosa. The entire time Rosa was crying and just drinking in every word that Sarah had to say, sometimes words we said and she translated others times she just poured out words herself.
Rosa wanted something so bad, so there on the side of a dusty road in Villa Elsalvador, where she walks every day, she accepted Jesus Christ to be Saviour in her life. This wasn’t a forced conversion just to get a bunch of Gringos out of her house. This was a longing for something more, for answers, and for hope. She didn’t know where she was going when she died… but now she does.
I am in awe of God’s amazing work in this place. People’s hearts are so ready for the gospel, for Rosa to just come up to 3 gringo males in the middle of the road and start crying within 10 seconds is only God. He deserves all the glory, AMEN.
PS If anyone knows what this dime sized wound is on my arm please let me know, it started off about 10 days ago in Nicaragua and it fills up every few hours with… white/yellow mucus, please let me know (I have been praying with people around town and chatting with people and they think it’s gross, I think it’s hindering my ministry!!)
