Being a missionary is a tough job. Sometimes you wake up, and the last thing you want to do is live far from your friends and family. Sometimes you wake up, and you don't want to bust your butt for no pay. Sometimes you wake up, and just don't feel like being stared at. Sometimes you wake up, and just want to speak your own language, eat your own food, and just be...home.
It is the bright random moments that keep you going. Last year, June 19 2010, was one of those bright moments. I witnessed over 6,000 people accept Christ in one service. I witnessed the power the gospel has to change lives. I witnessed the work that God can do in this city.
This year, I have seen many things that made me wake up and question if this was the place I wanted to be. I sometimes felt like the bright moments weren't coming fast enough. Tonight, on the 1 year anniversary of Love Extreme, I had another bright moment. I witnessed a church be built in 8 days. I witnessed Nazarenes from all over the city come out to one of the poorest parts of the city...to support their fellow Christians. I witnessed this new styrofoam chapel completely filled with a crowd of people listening from outside. I saw the church being the church, being a light to a dark community, and I witnessed the people respond in droves. I witnessed each part of the body of Christ doing their part. The preacher preached. The cooks cooked. The technical people ran sound, ran electricity to a building without it, and made things work smoothly. The teachers taught, and the body of Christ was built up.
Tonight, God reminded me that He is still in charge, and He is still working in this city, this country, and this world. I thank God for reminding me of this when I needed it most.
Click here to see the video that I put together as an overview of the foam chapel build.
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I totally understand about "moments". Thanks for sharing; it's great to hear about what's going on in the "Great White City".
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