The Village

Last week me and a few of my teammates were able to go to a little village about an hour away from the town we were living in, I was not really looking forward to it that much only because we had not really settled in our city of assignment and I had no idea what to expect, but I can't thank God enough for allowing me to visit, even with my unwilling heart.

We visited about 3 villages, basically a village is just a community of homes, but they are all fairly close to each other. These people surpass the idea of "southern hospitality." We visited about 20 homes in 2 days, and visited about 40 families. It was amazing. We went in at first not knowing what to say, none of us had been inside a village home in this area so it was all new. In EVERY single house they welcomed us in and insisted we all sit on their bed, despite our muddy feet. The owner of the home would then leave and come back with a surplus amount of snacks- things such as crackers, puffed rice and other things. They would also go out and buy Sprite or make a juice... the juice was made from their water so we all decided not to think about cholera and that He would protect our stomachs... we're all alive and our stomachs are doing just great.

After we got the hang of it we started to share stories from the Word, and they listened and seemed really interested. We talked about how powerful our Father is, and His love for His people. Most of them were either Hindu or Muslim and most of them had never even heard of who it is we talked about... and all of them had never heard these powerful stories. It started pouring outside, but we kept on trekking.. it was so National Geographic, mud all over your shoes, wet hair, sweat and everything else you can imagine. But it was perfect! We used the weather to tell the story about Him calming the storm and how His followers were afraid, but He said "where is your faith?" We really emphasized on what it means to have faith in Him.

He taught me a lot though during those two days. I was really convicted, He reminded me of how generous these people were, they don't have two dimes to rub together but yet they go and buy snacks to feed random strangers and make them sit down on their bed. I don't even wanna share my American Oreos with my friends. I call myself a follower though... they are living in darkness and sin, but the way they loved us made me realize that I have a lot more work to do when it comes to putting other people above myself. I am beyond thankful for this opportunity and I can't wait to spend more time with these amazing people!