Peru Mission Trip: Day Nine

Day two in Trujillo.  This is community is very different from Huamachuco but I'm loving serving the Lord nonetheless.  Yesterday morning while passing out tracts, we met a woman who was very eager to talk to us and let us love on her child.  She has come to women's ministry the past two days.  While she doesn't have a relationship with the Lord, she does have many questions.

In some ways, I am more encouraged by people like her than those who immediately say, "Yes, I believe!"  Don't misunderstand what I'm saying.  I LOVE those immediate answers, especially when you know the seed was planted before and it's just now being harvested.  However, sometimes it seems as though they don't get it, even though they want to.  This is why it is encouraging when I get the chance to talk with people who are earnestly seeking the truth.  You can see the Lord working in their heart and as their heart is being filled with His love, their mind is being filled with His truth. 

In that aspect, this trip has been very difficult.  We swoop in as Team Jesus and have a dozen or so salvations a day and then leave the village.  The Pastor is often left to shepherd a flock of baby believers, clarify uncertainties, plug them into the church and disciple them. 

When will the body of believers break down the walls of lies that Satan has built?  We are all called to The Great Commission!  And if we are all doing our part in our homes, in our churches, in our communities, then more people will go out into the unreached nations (Acts 1:8).  It's time we turned from our opinion of scripture, left our comfort zones, picked up that cross and surrendered to a life for Him.  I know now that if I'm comfortable, then I'm not in His will.  For if I'm in His will, I'm more than likely A) Being attacked by Satan or B) Feeling Him stretch me and mold me into who He wants me to be. 

Peru Mission Trip: Day Eight

First day of evangelism in Trujillo.  We divided into two teams - one headed for the "beach" church and another for the "dessert" church.  The church names are hard to pronounce and this is an easy way to differentiate.  Plus, one is literally by the ocean and the other might as well be the desert because you see nothing but dirt everywhere. 

I am on the "desert" team.  While passing out tracts this morning, we came to a bodega/woman's home and briefly spoke with her.  She had a pastry case and I begged our translator Marco to let me get SOMETHING.  (Note: As a rule we did not buy anything to eat that wasn't from a store because we didn't know what was safe to consume.)  Marco happily obliged and got himself something, too.  I had a meringue cookie the size of my fist and better tasting than any cookie in America.  Sorry, Mom!  True story!  (Below is a photo that Bethany took.  This cookie was purchased at the bus stop but it the same kind.  My mouth waters!)

Women's ministry went great this afternoon and five women accepted Christ!  Some days I feel slight disappointment that the harvest isn't greater.  Luke reminds me today that God is rejoicing, "In the same way, there is more joy in heaven over one lost sinner who repents and returns to God than over ninety-nine others who are righteous and haven't strayed away!"  A sister in the group reminded me that it's our responsibility to allow God to use us as His vessel.  We are ALL called to allow the Holy Spirit to use us to witness to others THEN we remind ourselves that it is HIS responsibility to draw them to Him.  Salvation is in His hands.  Whew, what a load off!

We switched locations for evening worship and our team went to the "ocean" church.  Members of our team gave their testimony and a few sermons were given...you had to be there.  Near the end of the service a Peruvian woman went forward and shared her testimony.  Wow, I love God.  It was clear that He brought us here to listen to this woman.  She spoke about having friends and family that weren't believers.  She had such passion and conviction for their salvation.  I don't recall exactly what she said but it was essentially, "I do not miss a single opportunity to share with them... I take advantage of every minute to tell them of God's love... I must reach them with His Word."  Um, God... who is ministering to whom here? 

Peru Mission Trip: Day Seven



We leave this afternoon for Trujillo.  I'm very nervous after the last bus ride and friends can see it on my face.  What's beautiful is that not only do they see my fear, they respond to it immediately in prayer.  I love this.  At any point in the day, without notice, we drop to our knees giving praise or asking favor for each other.  This is something I must take home.  We must teach our children not to wait for prayer.  Not to say, "I'll pray for you".  We must show them the proper response by STOPPING IMMEDIATELY and going to the Lord.  I love His teaching.  He is such a wonderful Father.

 Before we leave Huamachuco, Carol wanted us to pass out some of the baby hats and blankets from the sewing ministry at Parkview Baptist Church.  We took one of the boxes and walked the streets, handing them out to passerby's.  We came to an intersection and it was clear that we didn't need to go further.  Very quickly, the people started coming to us and we were surrounded with swarm of mothers and fathers begging for hats for their children.  (Note to readers: In case I haven't mentioned it, it is winter time in Peru.  The days are in the 60's but it is much colder in the morning and evening.)  We soon ran out of hats and James and Jana went back to the hotel to get the rest of them.  It was then that we saw God's glory unfold.

Surrounded by people hungry for warmth from hats and blankets, Carol used the opportunity to feed them God's word.  She shared with them her testimony and told them of God's forgiveness, love and salvation.  I stood in awe as a crowd of people who came for a free hat, gladly stood in silence, hanging on every word Carol shared.  Eleven people received Christ!  Eleven people hung around even after receiving their hat, to give us their information so that we can get them plugged into the local church.  I'm in awe of these people.  In awe of my Savior.  In awe of His glory, His power, His plan! 

Peru Mission Trip: Day Six

Today we went to Sausacocha Lake and passed out tracts.  The area was not very big so after we divided into teams, it was difficult not to overlap.  At one point we made the decision to back track over another teams area.  We were asking people if they had received tracts and had a chance to read them.

We spoke with a woman working in front of her home.  The woman told us she did not have a relationship with the Lord and that she had tried to go to church but her husband physically abused her.  He saw a man of the church shake her hand or hug her, I don't recall which, and it angered him.  She continued to share with us the different occasions in which she would try to learn about Jesus and her husband would hurt her.   Being lost himself, he did not understand the difference in her having a relationship with him and having a relationship with the Lord.  With the help of a interesting evangelism cube, Mike began to explain salvation, how sin separates us from God and how we need accept His free gift of  love and forgiveness in order to have eternal peace with Him in Heaven.  Still, she had concerns about her husband and living a life for God and not being able to go to church.  I explained to her that this is a problem even in America.  Quite often the woman draws near to Christ before her husband and as wives, it is our responsibility to pray for our husband's relationship with the Lord.  We shared with her how she could be a witness to her husband of God's love and forgiveness. 

The woman came to Christ and as the Heavens rejoiced, I wept in sadness.   What would her husband do when he found out that despite his best efforts, his wife just received the greatest gift of all - unconditional love from her Lord.  I was thankful for her security in His kingdom but grieved over the possibilities of her immediate future. 

God revealed many things today through woman at the lake.  What a testimony to total abandonment.  Talk about taking up your cross.  Unhindered dedication.  Hunger for Christ.  This sweet woman had no idea that the Lord had used her to minister to me.  I realized today that as women, we often put our husbands before our God.  We wake up to them, we talk to them throughout the day, we divulge our deepest thoughts to them, we share an intimacy with them unmatched with any other on Earth, and sadly... unmatched even compared to our intimacy with the Lord.  God revealed to me that just like this woman, I had placed my husband on a pedestal above Him.  I would never outwardly tell someone that but if you were to take an account of my day, my thoughts, my conversations, my feelings, you would find more of a record of my affection for my husband than for the Lover of my soul.  It's time for change.

Peru Mission Trip: Day Five

Oh how God works!  I spent much time in the Word today as well as in prayer.  Father is teaching me how to work for Him.  He was glorified today!  I felt His presence.  I was overwhelmed with His love.  I was His vessel.  He. Is. So. Awesome!!

I was asked to give the devotional this morning.  I had prepared something else but Father told me to speak on Exacting Discipleship, Luke 9:57-62, and so I did.

 We passed out tracts, held ministry programs and worship service tonight.

 I love their culture.  Everyone is friendly and receptive.  I received hugs and kisses from of the most beautiful people  in the world.  My heart melts.

 A woman at church suffered from a headache.  I believe it was a result of spiritual warfare.  Her daughters are receiving Christ and growing in Him.  I just know she is a big target for the Father of Lies.  We prayed over her and gave her some medicine.  She is heavy on my mind.

Peru Mission Trip: Day Four

I continue to be one of the first ones awake.  This usually isn't a problem but the bedrooms are the only semi-warm place in the hotel and I don't want to wake anyone.  Alas, I get up and throw on my coat and head out to freeze and have quiet time with the Lord.

Transportation to and from the church looks like this:

Ummmm, can we say AWESOME?!  Being squished like a canned Vienna Sausages in the back of a small pick up is a welcomed mode of transportation compared to a double decker bus that makes me want to hurl.  (Thanks to James Purcell for the pic!)

 First day of planned ministry pushed me WAY out of my comfort zone.  Admittedly, while passing out the tracts I felt worthless.  The translators had to do the talking so I merely handed out pieces of paper. 

The women did not want to come to the church so we took the church to them.  We packed up the supplies and bibles and sat ourselves down in the middle of the park.  What a concept! 

Today I was asked to lead Women's Ministry and I was super excited and internally super boastful!  God quickly put me in check as I mentally froze in front of the women and even botched my own testimony.  I know I sounded like a robot.  I'm pretty sure I even told the story wrong even though I was reading it.  I'm reminded that following God's Will can still be a selfish act if we aren't relying on God to lead us day by day, moment by moment.  I'm humbled at this revelation and He's breaking me more each day.  Thank you, Teacher.  Even still, God used my brokenness and filled the women with conviction.  Seven women received Christ!  One woman asked the translator to have me write her a note.  Huh?  I did just that.  I looked up some scriptures in the Spanish bible and wrote my name and "God loves you" in Spanish.  She was grateful.  I'm learning that here, it's the small things.

 This evening we had seven more salvations!  Praise God for all that He has allowed us to witness!!

Peru Mission Trip: Day Three

I had the most amazing banana today!  Never again will I ever look at a banana the same way.  So delish!

Great time in worship with my brothers and sisters at the hotel!  We headed to Tito's for lunch and more fellowship.

A six hour bus ride became seven and a half.  Not good.  Aside from extreme motion sickness (even after the motion sickness patch, Dramamine, and Claritin), I also started having a panic attack.  I cannot describe how awful I felt and the mental torment of not being able to say, "Stop the bus so I can go home!"  Once again, my brothers and sisters surrounded me in love and prayed over me.  It was definitely a humbling moment.  Everything subsided shortly after they prayed and my dear friend gave me something to take the edge off. 

Sometimes the scenery is clearly poor and full of trash and devastation.  Or should I say  our definition of poor.  At other times it's more beautiful than Hawaii.  I know I said that already but it bares saying again.  So BEAUTIFUL!

We saw a llama walking through town.  We are unsure of the conversation but we watched the men look at the llama and look at the car... and look at the llama and look at the car.  Were they trying to fit the llama IN the car?  Or trading the llama FOR the car?  At any rate...

People seem so full of love for one another.  One thing is certain, if they don't know the Father yet, they understand true affection for each other.  Everyone is so friendly, so willing to help each other, and not in a fake kind of help either.  These people genuinely look out for each other.  Who's hearts are hard?