A little over a year ago I would have never thought that I would have left the country on a mission trip, and for sure not Guatemala or any Central American country. God grabbed a hold of my heart on the way home late one night and asked me what I was doing for him and his kingdom. That hit me hard and broke me because this whole time I was claiming to be a Christian, but I wasn’t bearing much fruit and was more selfish than loving. Before I was saved I mainly cared about myself and only me and I was starting to get back to where I came from which was a scary place.
I knew it was the Lord who made it clear to me that I was slacking in my walk and I decided to change my act and go do something for the Lord. I have been praying that the Lord would strengthen me in my walk and that he would open my eyes to what I would never pay attention to. Living for God means you need to live for others and not yourself and I’m thankful that he has shown me that. My heart has been touched by the people here in Guatemala and I can’t go back home the same, nor do I want to. I’m so thankful that God grabbed a hold of me and showed me that my attitude and way of thinking needed to change and change fast. Waltemala does not exist to God, but Guatemala sure does and the people need to be told that there is a God that cares for them and loves them! Pray with me that my team and I successfully deliver so that we find new brothers and sisters in Christ.
This is a picture of kids that ambushed me at a little village where we camped overnight to hang out with the children.
