Life has finally started to slow down, at least for the next few weeks and for this, I am grateful. We have had a steady flow of amazing teams from the States come join us in the ministry. I have met several wonderful people who are passionate about serving God’s children. This past week, we had a team from South Carolina come host Vacation Bible School (VBS) for the children in Nueva Esperanza. It didn’t take long for everyone to fall in love with those children.
This past week has been quite an adventure, filled with many ups and downs. On the ministry side of things, God is doing big and great things. Last Sunday, we, including the South Carolina team, joined the village of Naranjo for morning worship. Following Pastor Jason’s sermon (from S.C.), the congregation was invited to come forward to receive prayer from all of us. Many people came forward that day and a handful became born again!
During the time of prayer, I witnessed something that I have never personally witnessed before. A young female, probably in her late teens, came forward. It quickly became evident that the young woman had been possessed by a demon. A Guatemalan pastor lead in prayer as people gathered around her. After the course of several minutes the demon was cast out and the young woman fell to the ground. Words cannot describe what it felt like for me to witness such a thing. I am aware of demon possession and that it is not something that just occurred during Jesus’ ministry, but to see it for myself was a whole other encounter.
The pastor who prayed over the young woman has on many occasions has prayed life back into dead bodies. I am not talking about someone who lost their heart rate and very breath for a few minutes, but people who have been dead for days. He was in a terrible car accident about 6 months ago and was not expected to walk out of the hospital. After several days of constant prayer and motivation, he was healed and now, he goes around preaching the gospel to all who has ears. I am humbled by his faith.
When I think about the prayer life and devotion of those around me, I stand in awe over their reverence for the Lord. Where is my reverence for the Lord? Where is my devotion? When will I ever stop making excuses? As mentioned in my last entry, I feel like God is trying to chip away at the many layers I have built over my heart.
I wish to do a better job at portraying all that is going on in my everyday life and in my head and heart but if I am being honest, my thoughts are so scattered. There is much to digest here. I want to thank all of you who have been praying for Daniel and I. We greatly appreciate it.
We love and miss you all!
Playing the hand game "Bow-Bow-Ski Whaton Taton"
Performing a skit for the kids at the feeding center in Pacren
Just a shot of a house and a family along the route.
Daniel with our three little amigos in Tizemarte (I would love to adopt them)
Daniel translating for Sunday Morning worship. This is the guy that has raised people from the dead!
VBS. The story of Peter and the fish.
Meal time in Nueva Esperanza
My sweet, sweet buddy Samuel whom I would also like to adopt...too bad its not an option.
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