Thursday, May 28, 2015

Musings

May I be transparent? Sometimes I miss my former home. I miss my family. I miss the church where my husband pastored for almost 15 years. My mind is tempted to think back...
But then I think of the little boys who come almost daily standing at the edge of our compound yelling for "Pastor James" so we will come have a Bible class with them. Who would teach them a Bible class if we had not answered God's call?
 I think of Osbourne whom Jimmy led to the Lord and who now comes to church with us. Would he have been saved if we had stayed in Hoven?
I think of the lady who walked to the compound to ask for a Fante Bible. She has a desire to read the Word. She needs to hear the gospel. If we were not here, who would reach out to her?
What about the deaf children who so eagerly listen to the Bible stories and who have asked some very soul- searching questions concerning the fate of their deceased parents and grandparents. Should they also die without knowledge of the ONE who died to save their souls?
I could go on and on...Ghana is a needy country full of religious people. It is very common to find them giving God the glory for their abilities and possessions. Worshipping God is a priority to most, but they know not whom they worship. They do not understand that God must be worshipped on His terms. Someone must tell them!
 When I think of my Savior who sacrificed all for me, when I think of the gospel light that I have been given, when I think of the fate of lost souls and blood on my hands, it is then that my inward pain seems so trivial. Can I not "suffer" loss so that my Savior can receive the reward for His suffering? His was a suffering to which mine cannot even begin to compare! He was separated from His Father for my sake. Can I not follow in His steps? He never said it would be easy, that there would be no inward pain; but He did say that His grace is sufficient. I have known and experienced this truth before, but I am again finding it to be true. Not only is His grace is sufficient for the pain but it is abundant enough to help me look to a future that is bright with the promises of God- a future of reaping God's blessing in the center of His will.