That night (Sunday) we went to La Union church where their service was a “missions service.” They went all out and several of them dressed up in costume to reflect different countries where they are thinking of ministering. It was interesting to be an observer of a ministry that started with our missionaries and now they are preparing to send out missionaries of their own. I heard the same scriptures on “the harvest is ripe but the workers are few.” I sat there praying that those same words are needed here in our churches. Our Peruvian brothers and sisters are on fire! Am I? Are you? Are we?
Confession time - This was a hard evening for me because I thought I would make a strong connection… I didn’t. I gave the gifts my parents had sent to some friends they had made but I left the service feeling like I had failed in someway. Don't get me wrong, it was a WONDERFUL evening and the service was beautiful and I could see their hearts on fire for the Lord! I'm sure it was me; first night in Peru after traveling two days to get there plus I had already been gone four days from my home and was exhausted. Back at the hotel, I prayed that God would open the doors and that it wouldn't be by anything I did but Him that I would leave Peru with lasting friendships.
Monday, we toured
We went to lunch where we tried cuy and we had a wonderful exchange of questions with our Friends. We toured the other side of the city where we were able to look down into
Back to my sweet digs, I reflected on the difference I felt at the close of Monday versus the previous night. Simply, I let go and let God! I spoke my totally lacking Spanish and was at peace with saying nothing at all; simply being present.
Next up.... the Altiplano!