As I sat there fumbling to play the piano and sing the song that was before me I entered into a place of worship and intimacy in one of the most unreached and unengaged nations. I looked down to see the millions of people living in this city wandering about and I had something come over me. There are millions of people that live in this city praying to a god that will never hear, see or respond to them, yet here I am playing a weak song and asking my God to move and I can have full confidence that He hears every word that comes from my mouth and that He WILL respond. In that moment I gained a greater understanding of the need for Worship and Prayer in the Nations.
This encounter happened during my 90 day placement in the Middle East with the Missions and Prayer School. Before that moment I didn’t have much vision for the next 5-10 years of my life, I was just ready to go back home and figure it out from there. I didn’t expect that moment to happen and for the Lord to mark me in that way. If it weren’t for the opportunity to spend 3 months of my life in that nation I’m not sure I would’ve had that sort of encounter that didn’t need years and years of asking for confirmation. It was a real and tangible experience where I was able to see the need for the Gospel and for the lost to be saved.
During the 90 day placement you have the opportunity to engage with the local community in a different way than you would get to on a two week trip. You get to see the way the indigenous people worship and pray and how they have a resolve inside of them to follow Jesus no matter what the cost. When I encountered local believers I was amazed by the yes in their heart for Jesus. It’s not like how it is in America that when you meet someone in public and ask them if they are a christian and they say “yeah I go to church” or “yeah I grew up a christian” but don’t truly have a relationship with the Lord but just grew up that way. Most, if not all, of these believers are ones who grew up Muslim in a very conservative and devote family and when they chose to follow Jesus were disowned by their families, begged to not convert or even persecuted by the ones they love. When you meet indigenous believers in the Middle East, you meet ones that “count it all lost for the sake of knowing Him”.
You have the chance to experience life as a worker in that nation by living the day to day even when the honeymoon phase is over and you miss home. It’s such an amazing opportunity to press into the Lord and experience life outside your culture and comforts. I encountered many struggles and trials in learning a new language, experiencing a new culture and interacting with ones who have given their lives to this but every time I felt that way I was met with the God of the breakthrough who carried me through and taught me to lean and trust Him. I grew more in that 90 days than I had before in my life.
Upon return you realize that your world view has dramatically grown and changed. You realize that from that point on you will never be the same. The things your experienced and encountered have forever morphed your mindset from the natural american bubble we live in to a greater perspective and reality outside of where we grew up. It’s almost natural from that point on to think of yourself less and begin to see the possibilities that have always been there.
Your heart automatically gets tied to the great commission. Whether you feel compelled to return and spend the rest of your life or even a season of time dedicating yourself to the task of the great commission, you without a doubt begin to live with the great commission plumb lined in your heart so that every decision you make after that is in someway affecting the completion of it. It’s an experience that marks you for what’s on the Lord’s heart. That the gospel would be preached in every nation.
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