You have to be kidding me!
So, in my last blog I talked about how amazing the ministry has been. How people here are thirsty to drink from the living water. Well, little did I know that we would be walking into another situation that was so much like the first, only deeper.
We met our next Pastor that we are working with currently. He tells us about a village we need to goto. A village like you would see on National Geographic. Mud huts, thatched roofs, a well, no electricity, and out in the middle of nowhere. One that the people there are in need of the love of Christ. In this village men have multiple wives, many people and have no concept of Christ, and in some cases haven’t even heard of Jesus. We head out to this village the next day. No more than we start walking in we are surrounded by children. I ask… Have missionaries been here before and he says no, we are the first. Once again, how amazingly blessed are we to walk in to a village where missionaries haven’t ever been! Crazy!
We had so much fun at this village. We are bringing hope to the hopeless, we are bringing people to Christ, we are so excited to plant a new church in this village and give these people such an amazing gift. I had the opportunity in this village to witness to the village Chief. Yup, villages have Chiefs here and they pretty much run the whole village. He was so nice, loving and caring. I spoke with him for about 30 minutes about love, the Gospel, and how amazing our God is. It was a day that I will never forget.
There is one thing that keeps coming into me head during these past weeks. We… I specifically, have to keep myself in check. Not allow myself to allow this to become “normal”. There is nothing normal about walking into a village in Malawi Africa and having people coming to Christ right and left. There is nothing normal about converting a muslim woman, or planting a church under a tree. This is such an amazing opportunity that God has granted me to be a part of. I have to remain humble. I have to keep God the center point and know that none of this is possible without him, and it is all for his Glory, Honor, and his Kingdom.
Tomorrow is Sunday here. Tomorrow, we plant a church in this new village. Tomorrow we shed the light of Love to a community that sits in the middle of a cornfield with only a path leading to it. A community that is desperate for Jesus.
