Mark 4:31-32
It has been a ride and a half, these last few months, but more so in the last few weeks since my return from Canada. I have been and am seeing God's hand in all of the work with the NGO (non governmental organization) that we have just founded in every detail. The Lord has brought together people from various parts of this immensely large city and from different church denominations to offer their help with this work that we will start doing in the near future with the youth on the streets of Villa Maria del Triunfo. My landlord called me up today and undeterred by the fact that I have yet to move, was extremely excited about getting his cell group involved. I had to let him know that my focus right now is on packing up and moving from my apartment to the house on Tuesday. And when I am there, we will have a meeting and discuss all that we need to do to start with this work.
I am excited, albeit a little tired from packing to move and taking care of both my pets, Hannah my cat, and Mayah my dog at the same time. However, as much as I did not want to return to Peru from Canada about a month ago now, I do realize that I have to do this work as the Lord has placed this in my heart at least five years ago now. So here I am, reluctantly dragging my feet, on one hand crying at the drop of a hat thinking of the fact that I will be moving further out of the metropolitan area of Lima to the outskirts to live in a house right smack dab in one of the most dangerous parts of this city with gangs and drug addicts and perhaps even terrorists, so I have been told; and on the other, crying at the drop of a hat when my heart starts to beat as one with God's heart and I hurt for those whom I am called to love and reach out to in the region that I am moving into. I am doubting my own sanity and yet, my mother, the person who has been the most afraid for my safety ever since I can remember, is absolutely and perfectly fine about it, saying that she knows I will be fine because God has called me to do this work and live in that area. My mother! That to me was the biggest confirmation that I need to be there. And this is where it gets difficult and blurred, a true dichotomy as my spirit is extremely excited because I have been seeing how God has been doing everything, planning and orchestrating it all down to the last minute detail and yet my flesh is being extremely weak resisting the move into unknown territory and being taken further away from all that is familiar and comfortable to me.
And so begins my journey with this new mission that the Lord has given me, with this new team of people, in this new neighbourhood, in this new house to reach the ones who desperately need Him most. Thus begins the sowing of a seed to Let His Kingdom come and His will be done!!!!
