Tuesday, September 24, 2013
We traveled to visit Alan, Karmy and the two little ones this July in Chiriqui, Panama. I'd give a pinky to be able to go stay and live in the mountains up there. There are so many people who live in little huts deeply buried in the mountains that do not have medical care. They do not know anything about God, Jesus or even the United States of America.
We went with two church groups.....traveled there with the Cottonwood Creek Baptist Young Adult group and left with the Faith Fellowship of Lucas,TX group. This was because I wanted to stay a month and didn't want to come back alone.
I was able to go into the mountains and visit the Ngobe two times. The little group that welcomes us actually has a YWAM hut. Its been evangelized and they work hard to spread the Joy of Jesus Christ to those around.
A very memorable time for me was when we went to one little hut and there was a dying man there....well....it was the middle of the day, hot and he was curled up on a sick bed in a blanket and coughing really badly ....he also looked somewhat yellow. There was a little child in the same condition next to him.
A girl from the church began telling him the story of Christ and it was interpreted by someone else. It was just a simple little part to share via of all things an Evangy cube... never seen one before...has a little cube with pictures on it....almost cartoonish... but, she went through the cube and it was interpreted and the man began to sob and quietly as he could he cried and sobbed. Tears filled his face and the obvious presence of God filled the air. The atmosphere changed. Everyone felt it.
But, I do know its like searching for the Pearls of great cost.... to be able to be out there for a long period of time and just go seeking for people who do not know God.
This just confirms to me that there are so many places reachable and unreachable and no one is there full time... no one is able to devote time to go and stay and work at it wholly in many places. For many reasons. But they are out there. The Harvest is Ripe.
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