Today was our last day of ministry! The week has gone by so fast…
We woke up and ate/met like usual. The entire morning at Pastor Fernando’s church was devoted to discipleship training—that is, training the nationals to disciple the new believers after PG and I leave.
We explained the concept of ‘Yellow’ ‘Stories of Hope’ (for when a person doesn’t want to put their trust in Jesus just yet but is interested) and the ‘Green’ ‘Discipleship Stories’ (for new believers to start growing in their faith). PG made an excellent analogy—if a newborn baby is left by itself with no one taking care of it, it’ll get sick and probably die. So new believers need to be visited, discipled, taken care of. Similarly it isn’t enough to hand a new believer a Bible and say, “Read this!” That’s like giving a newborn a 12-oz steak. They can’t digest it. Continue reading
Day 4, check!
PG and I returned to the ‘baby’ church to begin ministry around its neighborhood. After breakfast, we left at 9am with Pastor Fernando and our translators. At the church we met the nationals (local church members) and split into teams, led by me, PG, and Pastor Fernando. I was in a group with Alejandra (Pastor Fernando’s daughter, adult), Carmen (translator), Alicia (13), and two younger boys. We traveled the same route I took yesterday for prayer walking, which was cool—we visited the homes we’d prayed over! Continue reading
It’s the end of Day 3, our first full day of work with the local churches!
This morning, I ate breakfast (toast with jam) with Pastor Gaylord (PG), Justine, and Timothy. The latter two are a team, and they left together to help with a children’s program at their church. PG and I spent some time talking, working on ministry things (he prepared a sermon for the evening, I familiarized myself with our ministry materials and also helped PG), etc. Continue reading
After 22 hours of travel, we finally arrived in Sucre at 8:40am this morning! Praise God for all of us (and our luggage!) arriving safely. There was a small issue at customs (confusion about the eyeglasses we brought for the clinic) but David was able to explain what they were for and we got cleared.
Fun fact: customs in Santa Cruz involves pushing a button—green light means you’re clear! Red light means pain and a thorough check through your luggage. It’s randomized.
At the international airport in Sucre, we met two of our translators, Andrea and Johan. Continue reading