|The Guyana mission team|
I’m sitting in the Cheddi Jagan International airport, typing on my laptop while I wait to board the airbus which will take our mission team back from Guyana to the United States. Ever since the wheels on the plane touched down here two weeks ago, we’ve had nothing but miracle after miracle; numerous blessings bestowed, prayers answered, and lives changed. Our mission team has bonded to the point where we all feel like one large family. Together we have shared experiences: cried together, laughed together, worked together.
I set my laptop to sleep mode as an announcement is made, letting us know the plane is ready to board.
I’m now sitting in the New York airport, all alone – reflecting. To summarize the mission trip in two words, I’d have to say it was “life changing.” Answers to prayer, bonding with the team, and cultural experiences all combined to make this mission to Guyana one of the best ever!
From the time one of our students got his Visa in one day (as opposed to the expedited 10 day service) in order to be able to go with us, until a couple of us spent the night praying and studying with a homeless man in the airport, the entire trip has been full of miracles and blessings. So many times the course of a sermon would be changed through the power of prayer. One day, the rain on the tin roof of my church was becoming overwhelmingly distracting during my appeal. Through prayer it totally stopped raining until I said “amen”, giving an opportunity for many in the audience to make decisions for Christ.
One of the young men in my church, about the age of 13, has been inspired to become a pastor because of my influence. Another young person took a stand on the state of the dead due to the truth he learned at the meetings, even facing his family who scorned his “absurd” ideas. One blind, elderly lady told me about demonic forces that would attack her right after I finished speaking every night. Many stood for truth, many were baptized, and many decided to become children of God.
“Flight 6107 with service to Syracuse is now boarding.” I close my laptop once more.
Right now I’m in an old travel trailer, listening to the rain pound on the roof while a dozen horses graze right outside my door. No more do I hear the sound of cars honking, of Guyanese people going about their daily business. Yes, I have left Guyana, but a part of me has remained. That part of me that loves seeing the joy of friendship in a brother’s eyes, the light of hope in a struggling mom’s face, the radiance of peace surrounding an innocent young child. As an evangelist I was given an incredible opportunity to bond with the church family I worked with so intensively for two weeks, as well as the new members who were added. To see the dedication and perseverance of the people working to spread God’s Word, was spiritually stimulating.
Friends, we don’t have enough time to waste our lives. Mission work is not an experience, it’s a way of life. Yes I enjoyed this short-term mission trip to Guyana, but that was only a miniscule part of my life mission. Who knows where God will lead me in the future. The harvest is ripe, but the laborers are few. Each one of us has a calling - are we answering it?
I’ll never forget as our team drove out of the Guyana mission conference, singing our theme song for the last time together:
“Lord prepare me, to be a missionary,
Pure and holy, tried and true.
With thanksgiving, I’ll be a living
Missionary, for You.”
P.S. I want to give a HUGE thank you to all those who donated funds to make this trip possible. I’ll be sending each of you a DVD once I get it edited (unfortunately it may not be until this Fall), but in the meantime, you can look at my pictures at: https://www.facebook.com/media/set/?set=a.408101699212424.92593.100000377910414&type=3&l=b281677018