My first full day in Comoyagua, mostly spent in the community of 3 October. Door to door evangelism was a first for me. I was teamed with a really supportive group, and got my chance to share the gospel with a wonderful family. I was scared and the holy spirit just took over and the good news was shared. At most homes we were welcomed and allowed to share the gospel. People are searching for God, needing  prayer. It was an honor to pray with so many gracious people.

Looking around at their modest homes, no doors, no windows, no furniture, no appliances it was evident that God was here. His word was being preached and Gods love for His children had finally reached the famines we had visited today.

So whatever your circumstance remember God IS there and He loves you.

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2 hours, 2 houses, 5 people, no professions of faith….BUT…. No Failure, because God’s will was done. Today was our first full day in country and so we had a morning of evangelism, afternoon of feeding in a community, gospel being shared and then preaching. Our team  of three and one interpreter for door to door evangelism was guided to two houses in the two hour timeframe but it was definitely God guiding us to those two houses and our team was obedient and not concerned about “numbers”. During prayer at one of the houses, one of the ladies kept saying Gracious Papa, how sweet was that to be lifted up while we were praying.

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I’m not entirely sure what to write…we have been encouraged to post, and I struggle to know what to say. Which, for those who know me, means a lot. The last time I was here, I wasn’t broken. I also was struggling with my own faith and how it really didn’t exist. Now, after fully surrendering my life to Christ, I wonder how I was never broken last time. My heart is shattered by what I see. God used me today while sharing the gospel with a young woman today; Maria was her name. I went in not having a clue what I was gonna say and struggling with even remembering the simple verses. And following someone from the local church-who obviously was on fire for God-was a tad intimidating as well. I introduced myself, the interpreter, and then my mind blanked. I breathed in…and don’t remember what happened after that. I vaguely remember what I said, I remember quoting from scripture by verse WITHOUT my bible out. Which says a TON if you know me. At the end, I prayed with her and thanked her for her hospitality and we left. I felt as if I could fly. I do not boast in myself, though. Like I said, I blanked! It was my that witnessed, but it was God and God alone!!!

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