Hello blog readers!
It’s been a while sinse I’ve posted anything. Internet is not quite as popular here in (singular term for lice) as it is in Thailand and Cambodia. But it’s cool. Big Chief is taking care of us. Anyway, more of that at the end of the month, but for now I would like to tell you about a new blog series I am starting called Moments of Majesty, about the times when God just shows up in extra special and beautiful and powerful ways. I will write new chapters as they occur, so if you like the idea, tell God to send more experiences. I will start it off with an experience I had in the Dominican Republic way back in January.
Towards the end of our stay at Arroyo Cano (a small mountain town near San Juan), we went further up into the mountains to a town called Monteceto. We were going to stay two nights up there, prayer walking and doing house visits, so we set up our tents on this nice little hill with a spectacular view of the vallies and mountains. And we were up high enough that it got pretty cold that night. It was definately in the fourty’s that night. Well in the morning, I woke up and decided to go try to get a little fire going from the embers of the previous night’s fire so I could warm up.
I unzipped my tent and I couldn’t see anything. It was probably the thickest fog I have ever seen my whole life. I could barely make out the tent right next to mine, despite being only a few feet from it. I walked around as best I could, totally marveling at the sheer density of the fog. Aparently I was not very quiet, because soon all my team mates were out there with me playin in the fog. Chatting about how thick it was and still trying to get the fire blazing a little bit for warmth.
And then it hit us. We were high enough up that the temperature was considerably lower than in Arroyo Cano, therefor we were probably high enough to be covered by low clouds. WE WERE IN A CLOUD! About a minute after realizing this, we started to feel a light mist on our skin. It grew slowly into a trickle of water drops and within another minute it actually started to rain! We not only woke up in a cloud, but stood in it as it began to persipitate! How amazing is our God. That He made this amazing moment for us. So, naturally, we did what every good missionary would do. We scurried back into our tents and waited it out. What? It was cold. We didn’t want to stand and dance there in it.
How great is our God. If we had not come on the Race, if we had not given our lives, if we had kept every cent we ever earned for our own selfish means, where would we be? Would we have EVER had the opportunity to wake up in His cloud and be there when He makes the rain? If we spent all our money on the most creative indulgences we could think up, would we have anything that would even compare?
If we had our choice of blessings, how much would we miss?
But God has a better way. We give all of ourself to Him to the point that it hurts, on the promise that He is worthy, and He returns it ten fold. Sometimes with financial blessing, and sometimes with truly undescribable moments of majesty. The point is, He won’t leave you hanging. Jesus told us himself in John 10:10.
“The thief comes that he may steal, kill, and destroy. But I come that you may have life, and have it more abundantly.”
Honestly, what more can I say?
Until next time, with love and peace,
Nate
