Wednesday, April 3, 2013

Haiti (3/14/13): He Who Is In You Is Greater


Today we got to choose if we wanted to do hut to hut evangelism, VBS, or construction. I was in the hut to hut group with Eric, Josh, Mandy, and Ryan. We walked uphill behind Jody’s house where we first visited a hut with a few women and lots of children. Ryan and I spoke with a woman; Josh and Eric showed the kids card tricks, and Josh shared his testimony with them (he told them the card tricks were not real and showed them how to do them because voodoo/magic type things are a big part of the Haitian culture). When Ryan and I first started talking to the woman, it was slightly uncomfortable and awkward, but I knew regardless of how we were feeling, we were still called to share the gospel with this woman. I prayed with her and then the Spirit started flowing. Both Ryan and I kept pulling out Scripture and giving her words of truth and encouragement from the Spirit. It was tight. There wasn’t much reaction or feedback, but God is sovereign and if anything, we saw God creating a greater heart of obedience in us. The Lord is teaching me to listen to His voice and do what He says when He says to do it, whether there’s tangible fruit or not. I think it’s important to not see the fruit of your labor sometimes because then God trusts that you will obey Him even when you can’t see what He’s doing. I believe that’s most of the time. I know He’s always working around me. I just can’t see it, or maybe I don’t ask the Lord to open my eyes to it enough. Regardless, it is God’s harvest, not ours – He will show you what He wants and leave unseen what He wants.


At the second house, Mandy and I washed the girls’ and women’s feet and painted their nails.  It is such an intimate thing to be able to serve someone by washing their feet. I love being able to clean their feet and wipe the dirt off with my skirt and make their nails look pretty with a turquoise nail polish that shimmers in the sunlight. The point of washing feet is not really so they can have clean feet that will get dirty in an hour; it’s serving others in a lowly, humbling way like Jesus did with the disciples. It is actually becoming a servant. While this was going on, the boys were playing games and running races. Then Ryan started preaching the gospel according to races to all these boys gathered around; it was awesome – I definitely saw the boldness of the Holy Spirit in Him. We went back, ate lunch, bought Haiti souvenirs at market day, then rested and relaxed at the beach.  

The youth conference started at 3 p.m. Our group performed the “Everything” by Lifehouse skit. In the beginning of the skit, God created a girl; He showed her all His beautiful creation, and they danced (the skit is all acting to a song without speaking). She was happy with Jesus then she began looking for fulfillment in the world from gossip to drinking to sex to voodoo. Those sins blocked the little girls from getting back to Jesus when she grew tired of the things of this world and found emptiness in it. Eventually, she cries out to God, and Jesus intervenes and fights all the sin off. It’s very powerful when Jesus stands behind her, and the sin that once kept her from him, flees. I almost started crying because the performance was such an intensely beautiful picture of the gospel. Those who acted in the skit on our team did well. I was super proud of them. Abbey and David spoke following the skit and did an awesome job. I loved listening to them speak truth. I led the girls’ 10-15 small group again. It was a large group – around 30 girls – and they were shy, not willing to open up. I can understand not wanting to open up in that large of a group with white people speaking through a translator to you.

We ate pizza for dinner! It was delicious. Now there’s a voodoo ceremony going on. They started at 9 p.m. tonight, which is really early for them. They are dedicated. They really just want your fear though, and they want to feel control though fear – or rather the devil does, but the only fear in me right now is the fear of the Lord. I pray the devil has no stronghold over me, and I cast out any fear that is not of God. It is so silly. They beat their drums and chant to the devil to spare their lives or whatever, when God is the only one who can save their lives. The devil just wants to kill, steal, and destroy us all. The Lord brings life and life to the fullest. The craziest thing is we see these people who participated in the ceremonies every day out on the street and greet them. Not that we know who it actually is, but it some of the people we see daily. Another wild thing, I am just like them – just as evil, just as wicked. Although I’ve never worshiped the devil directly, by glorifying or worshiping things not of God, I might as well have. Just because evil and brokenness is more tangible in Haiti, doesn't mean the same, if not more, exists in America. We are all evil. We are all in desperate need of God. He is our only hope. He is our salvation. Through Him, we find life. Through Him, I find the comfort and peace to say “Amen” and go to bed in the midst of distance banging of pots and pans and chanting. In Him, I find refuge and freedom to peacefully sleep without feat because the Spirit of God is with me and in me. PRAISE GOD!

My closing thought: The devil is real, yes. Demons are real, yes. There is some power in evil. BUT GOD is real. Angels are real. And He ultimately holds all the power. He sees and knows the evil that goes on. He is not blind to it. In fact, we cause most of it. When you wholly fear God – not fear in the way you’re worried He will strike you down at any moment, but fear Him with a reverential awe He deserves, there is no room for fear of anything satanic. God is good, and He is with me. There is nothing else in all of creation that matters.

Another thought: Sometimes I think about how much more spiritual demons are than most professing “Christians” in America. James 2 says the demons believe there is one God and shudder. The demons tremble knowing who God is. Many claim to know God, and have no fear in their bones of Him. In fact, Paul talks about that in Romans 8. How is it that demons recognize and understand the power of God more than we sometimes do? How much more should those who are genuinely sons and daughters of the King, recognize and understand His power?  

“Little children, you are from God and have overcome them, for he who is in you is greater than he who is in the world.”-1 John 4:4

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