[Missions] Friends, meet Camila

The task was clear: visit four homes in two hours.

It was our final ministry day on the island of old cars and there was a lot of work left to do.

Miraculously, it didn’t take long for my team of three to complete our assignment for the day. With 45 minutes left until we needed to be back at the church, we asked the Spirit to guide our steps to someone who needed to hear the message we came to proclaim.

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Friends, meet Camila.*

She stood on the porch of her humble home with curiosity looming in her eyes. After all, it’s not every day a stark white, abnormally tall American woman strolls the gravel streets of her town.

We approached her and asked if she knew Jesus. Immediately she made the connection to the faith of her son. He was a believer and Camila shared that he desperately wanted his family to know Christ … but she didn’t have the faith to believe.

We asked if we could talk to her about Jesus. She said yes and invited us into her home. That’s one of the many things I love about the people on this island … they can disagree with you and still make you feel like family.

Once in her living room, we shared the story that changed our lives forever.

We told her God made her special. In fact, He crafted her uniquely in His image.

We told her all people had missed the mark and fallen short of God’s glory.

We told her God loves us – and her – too much to let our stories end in tragedy.

We told her He made a way for us to know Him through Jesus.

We told her Jesus is the way, the truth, and the life … no one gets to God except through Him.

We told her she could know God intimately right now.

And – in the Lord’s kindness – she believed the words pouring from our mouths. 

That day a woman who’d been lost in a desert of disturbance, found a well of peace.

That day a mom’s faith aligned with that of her son.

That day a child was adopted into the Holy Family.

I love you deeply, Camila, and eagerly anticipate the day we’ll be united once again in the presence of the Holy One.

*a pseudonym

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