The Least of These

Then the righteous will answer him, "Lord, when did we see you hungry and feed you, or thirsty and give you something to drink?When did we see you a stranger and invite you in, or needing clothes and clothe you? When did we see you sick or in prison and go to visit you?
The King will reply, "I tell you the truth, whatever you did for one of the least of these brothers of mine, you did for me."
Matthew 25:37-40

Thursday, July 7, 2011

Praying for a Return Trip and More

Our church has already set the date for the next team to go to Kenya.  Michael and I are praying that God will again provide the funding for us to go.  We also feel drawn to take our oldest child, Michaela on a mission trip to Honduras.  (I will tell you more about that in a future post.)  She has shown an interest in foreign missions.  We know that God will use this trip to teach her so much about Himself. So we are asking God to provide the $3000 we need for Honduras and the $600 deposit for Kenya by September 18th, which is the deadline for the deposit, and the remainder of the funding by November 30th.  I feel a little silly saying (or typing) that.  Michael and I are not great speakers or Bible teachers.  We are not in the medical field.  What do we possibly have to offer that God would want to use?  What can we offer that would justify the money we are asking God to provide?  The truth is we have nothing to offer but a willingness to go and a desire to grow.  It may not be much, but it’s what I’ve got and I’m laying it at the Lord’s feet. 


At our recent garage sale, Michaela sold lemonade
and Abigail sold jewelry she had made.  They are both
trying to save up the money to get their passports.
Their brother, Nathaniel, and cousins helped.

We did a garage sale this past weekend and did not even raise a 10th of what we need for Honduras.  I have put out flyers advertising my services as a tutor but so far no one has called.  My little accountant brain starts crunching the numbers for the thousandth time and the voice of Doubt whispers, “This is ridiculous. This is impossible.  You are a fool.  God isn’t going to send you again.”   I don’t know what God has planned and that’s okay.  I have to keep reminding myself that, with God, there is purpose in the pursuit.  God taught me so much while we were trying to raise the money for our last trip; Even if we had not been able to go, it would still have been worth going through the process. 


Please pray that God will provide the money we need.  Pray that Michaela’s faith will be strengthened. 
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