First I would like to say that I do realize that it has been seven days from the launch of this blog and there has not been but one post in that seven days. As I am learning about this new little hobby I am picking up on some important details. Being the systematic kind of person that I am, I have been planning in my head what I should write about first, then what would come next ,etc. etc. I spent this past week feeling like I was preparing to write a paper for graduate school! I was coming up with the topic and three good supporting details and at some point felt the stress that went along with that. Oh how ridiculous! I am quickly realizing that blogging is just throwing it all out there and if …YOU…want to read it then that is just great! If you don’t, then it’s all good too. I will learn that I need to get over the formality of it all and just write.
A few weeks ago some dear friends of mine were on a medical mission trip to Peru. This was not their first international mission trip at all. But, as I have heard the story told, it was their hardest. They went to very remote villages that required them to travel long, winding, muddy roads on the side of mountains. They traveled these roads daily and each day that amounted to hours in the van. All of this to take the name of Jesus to people who have never heard of Him.
Gary and Kathy were able to get a message home to ask for prayer warriors! Not only were the conditions more difficult than normal but there was also the added element of…fear. I am sure you can go in your mind to one or more situations where you have truly been afraid. Isn’t that a horrible feeling? In this situation it was the fear of physical safety. Kathy said she could see the van in front of them with one wheel hanging off the side of the mountain! When I got the message to begin praying I sent out an email to my prayer warrior friends. I began to pray for…guard rails. Who would have ever thought that I would pray that God would place guard rails on the side of a mountain in Peru? All week long I imagined that angels were pushing vans back on the muddy roads and keeping them from falling many, many feet to the ground. I prayed for there to be guardrails to protect this team from danger.
That is what missions is about. I did not have the privilege to go on this trip. I was at home doing my daily thing but, I was a part of this mission trip. All of you that are reading this blog that said a prayer or prayers for Gary and Kathy’s safety were part of this whole plan to minister to the people of Peru.
“If you have any encouragement from being united with Christ, if any comfort from His live, if any fellowship with the Spirit,if any tenderness and compassion, then make my joy complete by being like minded, having the same love, being one in spirit and with purpose. Do nothing out of selfish ambition or vain conceit, by in humility consider others better than yourselves. Each of you should look not only to your own interests, but also to the interest of others.” Philippians 2:1-4
Missions is about putting other people’s needs and interests above our own. Being a part of a mission “team” changes your life. You may be the person that supported with prayer, supported with finances, supplied needed materials, or packed a suitcase and went out of your comfort zone. All of these are vital roles for a mission team. If we are all obedient Christ will show us exactly what role we are to play in mission efforts.
Gary and Kathy are home. They are safe. I am thanking God for answered prayers. And it wouldn’t surprise me one single bit for there to be brand new shiny guard rails on the side of a mountain in Peru.