My biggest mission in Spain is to witness to my non-christian family. I've been feeling very discouraged because I haven't found my "in" with my family yet. Everyone keeps telling me about how they got to share Jesus with their families. That's great, and I'm excited for them. But I think I was a little jealous that I wasn't having those opportunities.
I can tell that my family doesn't want anything to do with church. They would never say so to me, but I can tell.
Today at camp, I told Carla that I felt like I wasn't making a difference here, with my family or anyone else. I told her I wasn't sure my family would come to church with me on Sunday. She said we'd pray for them and for the Sunday service. All day, I prayed for my family. My heart broke for them, for their need for Him in their lives.
When I got into the apartment after camp, the first thing my host mom said to me was, "What time do you need to be at church on Sunday?" I said, "5:30 for practice, and church starts at 7." She said, "OK," and went back to cleaning. I stood there for a minute, and then asked, "Would you like to come to church with me?" She turned around and said, "Of course! We want to hear you sing! You are singing, si?"
I was so excited! I went back to my room and cried tears of joy while my family took their siesta. God answered my prayer, and he answered it quickly! I feel a peace and a joy because I know I am exactly where I'm supposed to be. I am making a difference for my Savior! My singing isn't the reason that they should want to come, but it will get them in the door. He will do the rest!
Matthew 4:19
And he said unto them, "Follow me and I will make you fishers of men."
All I have to do is follow.
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