To the depths of the valleys we run, to the peaks of the
mountains we climb, amidst the jungle we push through, and the ends of the
earth we pursue, it is all for You.
As we were pondering which stories
to tell you, we couldn't decide between the man eating lizards, the six mile
hike up a volcano, the adventures without a translator or not knowing where
we'll sleep each night. Oh wait...there's the many ten foot manta rays,
hammocking on an isolated beach (we may or may not have swam naked in the
ocean), putting on the traditional garb, having a chicken sacrificed in front
of you and then eating it, or hiking up a mountain with our backs to the coast
in the rain and stumbling upon a gem in the depths of the jungle. All of
this means nothing in light of what our Father has done though.
He has continually provided
translators when we had none, He has led us to many POP (persons of peace), hundreds have heard
the Good News, we've discovered several local fellowships, we've had an
opportunity to stand before a congregation of Catholics to proclaim Truth, and
we've had the provision and protection of our Father from local authorities.
This
summer has given us the opportunity to experience the power of the
Spirit. In our everyday lives we plan everything to the minute, so why
would we trust the Spirit when everything is already figured out? We have
nothing figured out here. We have no place to lay our heads, no food has
been promised to us, we don't speak the language, have no translator, and we
have no map, but guess what? We have a Compass. Everyday we are on
our knees, asking Him to lead us to right village, to the right people, and He
always provides. We know that everything and everyone we encounter is a
Divine Appointment. I wish we could tell you more, but this is all we can
see.