Here I am in Honduras in Urraco. Urraco is a small town, where my ministry is located. My ministry this month is called Zoe Church. We are the first ever World Race team to work at Zoe Church in Urraco. We are also the first mission team to come to Urraco. Sometimes being the first is super hard. Oldest siblings know this best. Parents are super protective and sometimes over bearing towards the first child and then the next comes along and they don’t have any rules. Mind you this is not how I was treated as a child but I have seen it and heard it time and time again. Being the first is hard because there are expectations of you that no one knows about. Maybe that expectation is that you will all be fluent in Spanish and can give the message during a church service. Maybe it’s that you are a traveling band who speaks 100’s of languages and can lead worship in all of them. Or maybe it’s just that you wouldn’t care that your house floods every couple of nights. I don’t know those are just some examples of things that may or may not happen.
But maybe being first is beautiful. I mean you get to lead by example. You get to set the bar high. You get to move mountains that people did not know existed. You get to be pioneers for future missions organizations. You get to see people’s heart changed in just a few days. You find angels in a dark town.
While this month maybe super hard it is also going to be just as beautiful. When my team felt like we couldn’t do it anymore our “angels” came. The dulce, dulce women of the church are fighting for us. They make sure we are ok at night and even bring us new beds because our beds have leaky sink water on it. Our angels teach us secrets about how to store water so that we can have some on days we don’t have running water. One of our angels even lets us hang out in her salon for as long as we want to get wifi.
Last month, The Lord taught me a whole lot. I learned how to pray for big prayers and even healings. God taught me how to depend on him. I feel prepared for this month even with its ups and downs. But I only feel prepared because I know I have the Lord beside me.
Just a quick little story that does not have an ending. It doesn’t have an ending because one does not exist. I am hoping to be able to end the story in another future blog if something else happens. So it starts off Thursday night at Bible study. I am trying not to listen to Claire, who is translating, but instead to listen and translate myself. The pastor says something along the lines of, “Tomorrow meet here at 2pm and you are going to go out and evangelize and I am going to be at my house praying.” I look to Claire and she gave me that look. The look of “yeah you heard him right.” So I sit back into my chair and I’m like ok that’s what I will do. Yeah I am scared poopless but I am all in.
So 2pm the next day we are off. I am in it. Running up to people telling them in broken Spanish about church and inviting them. After 2 hours in the at least 90 degree heat I am exhausted. So we go up to this house and are talking to these people. I am in the back kind like, “ok going to sit this one out.” But I saw this little girl off in the distance sitting on a car bench. The Lord told me, “Go talk to her.” I thought, “Why? What do I have to say to her? I can barely communicate and she will find out the answer anyways.” But The Lord kept telling me, “Go! Mollie! Go talk to her!” So I did. I pummeled through the rest of my team and went up to talk to her. She doesn’t have a mother and she lives with her Dad. Her name is Anna. She is 9 years old with beautiful eyes. Then my team yells for me so I quickly tell her about church and head out. I pray for her on the walk home, wondering why God put this little girl in my life. Church comes Saturday and no Anna.
Sunday morning comes around and we are off to walk the town to find kids to come to church. And I am on my way and see beautiful Anna. She runs towards me hugs me and we part ways. And that’s it. I have not seen her since Saturday. But soon. I just have this feeling.
I pray I get to see Anna again. I pray that she starts coming to our children’s message. I pray that Anna finds joy in all the little things. Lord, please allow me to see this beautiful girl again. She has a story and I am ready to share it.
Sorry this blog is a little off. It’s all over the place but I needed to share some of my heart with y’all. Thank you for your continued prayers for this month. Also I will have an ending Guat blog soon.
Love to all my supporters and followers,
Mollie
