Well we’ve been in Dublin, Ireland, nearly a week and the Lord is moving. The Lord has been revealing to us how he pursues those he loves. Y’all the Lord is moving!
Our connection to the hostel and contact here was miscommunicated, leading us to take a people mover to a campground outside of Dublin for a few days until Snoop-dogg left town (long story). Our leader felt led to pray for the driver, so we prayed. He said, “Oh, I just got the tinglies all over! I ain’t never felt like that before.”
After a few days of respite, we found another hostel, made it back into Dublin, got in contact with our ministry host, and all was well.
We landed in the hostel, spent some time with our ministry contact, and headed back to the hostel. We meet daily for what we call feedback/team time, and soon enough this English chap walked into our little meeting in the hammock room. Some of the girls had met him earlier, but we all felt like the Lord had anointed this man.
“I’m an atheist,” he said as he started hammering us with questions like, “Why do you believe in God? You can’t see Him.” After an hour or so, two other men came in. One was a comedian with such an amazing spirit about him. The other was a leather maker from the countryside of Ireland who told us that he has experienced things of the Lord but hasn’t followed Him consistently.
So we had three men in our room, joining our meeting, talking about things of Jesus. So amazing!
He insisted on joining us again the next day at our next ministry site, cleaning and moving stuff at another building. Meanwhile, we were having conversations here and there about who God is, what he has done for us, and how he sees Kelan.From the first night we met him throughout those two ministry days, you could see his heart soften and become hungry for God, but then just as quickly he would start swearing and yelling at the person next to us or making inappropriate comments. He was clearly in a battle between his old self and the man God was calling him to become.
We felt led to have worship for our meeting the next evening, and of course, in walked Kelan. After getting past some distractions, he opened the Bible to Psalm 31 and began to read verse 13. Then he read the rest of Psalm 31. Then Psalm 32. Then Psalm 33. “I don’t know what’s happening to me. I’ve never felt like this before,” he said. He read on. “It’s like it’s written for me.”
The Lord sent eight crazy Americans on a wild goose chase to this random hostel so we could be the aroma of Christ to this young man and he could experience true freedom that only comes from God. If that’s all we do in this next 11 months, this whole trip will have been worth it.
We were able to purchase a Bible not only for Kelan, but for one of the other men (the leather-worker) and pray over him. Remember the comedian? Well, we found out he had decided to start reading the Bible for more comedy sketches. We went to one of his shows last night and let me tell you, the Lord has been knocking on his door. Pray for another opportunity to see and talk to him early next week when he’ll be back in town.
