Saludos! I wish I could update this blog of mine more frequently, but here it is.
Time flew, and before I knew, it was March.
With 2 months past and many stories and joys to share, I don’t even know what to write. My words could fill up many pages yet my mind is tired. But I will be faithful and complete this blog. Here we go, vamos.
As I’ve been away for many months now;,I have experienced growth culturally, personally and spiritually. I love these people and I love this place. My spanish is improving every day, my heart beats stronger for those I have met and I get in the habit of calling myself a Salvadorian. I have pride in this country and I am seeing God move. When a precious soul wonders into our lives, only by the grace of God, it seems like we have a front seat view in seeing magic happen within that soul. I will give you an example.
My teammate Jackie was helping out one of her friends, a student here in the movement, with a photoshoot for a local high school graduation. While there, she met students and families and ended up inviting two students to come play soccer with us. We have adapted the tradition of fútbol y pupusas every Sunday. If you don’t know what a pupusa is, I’m so very sorry and here is the link. http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Pupusa Anyways, unnecessary detraction. These two boys, Ricardo and Carlos started coming to soccer every Sunday, and we naturally built relationships with them on the field. I still don’t know who gave the invite, but Carlos heard about a worship night we were having and he showed up. Carlos was able to experience community with believers around his age who were praying and singing to their creator. We announced that we were putting on a conference and when checking the registration, Carlos and Ricardo had both signed up. Little did we know, this conference would change their lives. The conference was a time to create space to be with The Lord. To talk to Him, to learn about Him, to truly experience forgiveness in Him, and to be around His people. Jesus spoke to Carlos that weekend. Carlos says that he finally saw his brokenness and had time to reflect upon the relationship he thought he had with his Creator. He realized how far he had fallen from the Lord, and decided to recommit his faith. The conference was the first step, and once that choice was made, it seems like God did all the rest. He came to every event, and build solid relationships with students within our movement who have encouraged him and built him up. Today, Carlos is all in it for Jesus. He has taken steps of faith, grown immensely and is involved in loving community. He invited us to his baptism this month and we rejoiced with him and thanked God for his faithfulness in Carlos’ life! Hearing him share his testimony brought tears to my eyes because we really did nothing. It was all God. Such a humbling thought to remember that God uses us in ways that will change lives, and he gets every ounce of the glory as he deserves. Another life changed! Glory to God.
This is one of many stories that I could sit here and recount. My faith in God is stronger than ever before because as I remember each life that has been touched by Jesus this year, it reminds me that when God moves, he moves with power. He opens the eyes of the blind, he heals the sick, he revives the dead, and he shows love to the brokenhearted. We have seen miracles. There are students here in this country that I will say goodbye to in these months to come, but because of His grace, we will, one day, all be together in the presence of our All Mighty God.
Thank you Jesus that you sent me to El Salvador. Not only so that you could use me as your vessel, but so I could see your active power as it restores and redeems.
“Look among the nations, and see
wonder and be astounded.
For I am doing a work in your days
that you would not believe if told.”
Not to us… but to YOUR name, be the glory.