All in hope

" If missionary life is so hard, why do they do it?" Because we once met a man named Jesus. No matter how hard we thought Our lives were, We knew His was harder. But He full heartedly gave His all and served. Served knowing he might not get anything in return. "For God so loved the world that He gave.." John 3:16 He gave his all. His Son. He allowed beatings, torture, insults, persecution, even death to happen. In hopes, with great anticipation, that the sacrifice He made would change hearts throughout the world. In hopes that all His children would run back into His arms. He gave it all and it wasn't fair, but he did it anyway. And we don't owe God a thing. The gift of salvation is free to all those who believe. And after tasting such sweetness. After seeing such goodness come from the Lord. After receiving the free gift of eternal life. There's no other way we would want to live. We as missionaries desperately want homes for the orphans. We eagerly await for hearts to be changed. Seeds to grow. We try to carry the cross in hopes that it'll turn eyes to Jesus. Because He gave his all, it stirs in us a compassion for all. Serving at times is hard. We don't always see much fruit. We give, give, give, knowing we might not get anything in return. We usually don't and that's ok. Except for last week. Djouby is 15 years old. He sleeps on the floor in a one room shack with 4 other people. Djouby comes to my house 3 times a week for English class. He also comes for food. Last week I heard a knock at my gate so I went outside to give him a snack. To my surprise, he had a 4 foot tall sugar cane stick in his hand. "You give me food, I give you food." Were his words. And right when you think your works aren't working, He reminds you it's not about works. It's about grace. Hearts are changed only by the grace of God. And that's what it's all about. "Let us not become weary in doing good, for at the proper time we will reap a harvest if we do not give up." Galatians 6:9 And you can find this salvation too. It's in the name of Jesus. His love makes hearts leap. We love because he first loved us. 1 John 4:19 Peace that surpasses all understandings. Philippians 4:7 I am forever thankful for the Holy Spirit. He does all the work, I just walk around in circles. But it's not about us anyway. It's about him. Oh Jesus let it never be about us.

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