nada es imposible

“Nothing will be impossible for you.” Matthew 17:20

In these two weeks of being on the field so far, God is already doing some serious work in my heart. It’s amazing what happens when you take 20 people with different stories, different hearts, desires, passions, scars, and victories. Every one of us has a lot to let go of, and a lot to learn. We all have so much to discover, and so much to step into. And the cool thing is, we will always have more to learn, and more to understand. Something I have been learning for a long time now is to let go of my desire to be in control, and make room for God to move by taking a leap of faith and actually trusting Him to take over.
This week, I was challenged a lot to take risks.

To take a deep breath and walk up to a woman holding her sick baby girl at a hospital, without knowing anything about her situation, speaking to her in the best broken Spanish I can manage, praying that she understands how much God loves her, just from the little bit I know how to say.
To walk into a bar and sit down with prostitutes who carry the weight and scars of so much bondage and so many lies, and begin to get to know them, asking about their life, and allowing God to open doors for His love to flood in.
To step into a room in an orphanage full of cribs and crying infants. And pick up a sweet baby boy and just hold him, kiss him, and stroke his back. Praying hard that God will show up in his life, while my heart breaks over and over again every time I see the blank look on his face, because he has forgotten how to cry out when he needs to be held.

The crazy thing is, the more broken we are, the closer we are to the Father. His heart breaks for His children. He hates to see His beloved in pain. I don’t understand why I was born into a wonderful family, in a safe neighborhood, having everything I needed and much more, while the kids I meet here live in a garbage dump, relying on other people’s waste for food and shelter. There is nothing about this that makes sense to me.

I don’t know what I’m doing – I don’t have it all figured out. There is so much I don’t understand. And somehow, that’s okay, because I DO know is that my God is bigger. He is stronger, He is healer. He is love. I don’t know what I’m doing, but He does. He sees every scar, every tear, every broken heart and bruised soul. And in response to our obedience, He gives us love to pour out. When we take risks for Him, He shows up and does what we cannot. When we come to the end of ourselves, God takes over, and that’s when the miraculous happens.

Our team has already grown so much in the 2 weeks we’ve been together. God is moving, and I know He has SO much more for us. I cannot wait for more walls to be broken down, and for more of His spirit to fill us. Thank you to everyone for your prayers and support – they mean so much to us!

“As Christians, if we can accomplish something on our own, then we cannot say that we have taken risk. We are called to do the impossible.” – Chad Dedmon, Risk Factor